Chapter 1884-1892 [Returning to the Detective]
Rather than making up an excuse for not opening the door for Jiang Xia and being suspected of having something to hide by this sharp detective, it would be better to say hello openly now.
"What are you hesitating about?" Kurosawa and Ma had already left the door and stood behind the two men.
Seeing that Hashimoto Maya and Izuka Saburo were reluctant to move, he whispered in confusion, "Didn't we say before that in order to prevent false accusations, we'd better bring a detective with us? Now the detective has come to our door. Isn't this a good thing? Why are you two so panicked?"
Izuka Saburo was startled: "..." Yes, why should I panic? I haven't committed any crime yet. Detectives are my friends and good tools!
"..." Hashimoto Maya was always worried that Jiang Xia would lure Uzo here, but she didn't dare to reveal such detailed information to other peripheral members, for fear of being silenced for no reason.
Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "...then open the door."
If you stick your head out, you will get a knife; if you hide your head, you will also get a knife.
Anyway, unless he escaped from here overnight, Jiang Xia would see him sooner or later. In this case, he might as well choose a way that would least arouse suspicion.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." If I remember correctly, Jiang Xia had already tested him in the last case of Jiro Izuka. He must not take Jiang Xia lightly just because he is a good person, because that would only leave more loopholes for this famous detective - although Jiang Xia would not kill anyone, if he found out his identity, things would be troublesome.
…
The three of them finally opened the door reluctantly.
Maya Hashimoto also imagined that after opening the door, she would face various crises and questions.
However, he never expected that the first question he was asked would be...
"Mr. Hashimoto, it's really you." The high school student outside saw the scene in the house and was stunned for a moment, "You three... live in one room?"
“…”
Hashimoto Maya took a deep breath and said, "We are here to help the theater company because there are more guests than expected who come to watch the play and there are not enough rooms. After all, we are half of the staff, so we have to squeeze in to make room for the guests."
Jiang Xia seemed to believe it: "So that's how it is."
At this time, Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki's attention was no longer on Maya Hashimoto.
They huddled together and looked into the room past the three people at the door, a little nervous: "Everywhere is blood red. This kind of room is too scary. Is it a haunted house prepared by the troupe? To let the guests better experience the atmosphere of the drama?"
This question is indeed crucial.
Unfortunately, the trio in the room knew nothing about this: "We don't know, the hotel manager didn't tell us." That damn Riddler.
Wen Yue Hua Lian hesitated for a moment and said, "I have heard rumors about this room. Many years ago, a guest booked this room. The name that guest left in the registration book was... 'Red Bearded Santa Claus'."
The high school students remembered the signature on the threatening letter, looked at each other, and vaguely understood why the police took the letter seriously.
The three peripheral members of the organization had never heard of this inside story. Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become cold, Izuka Saburo instinctively supported his idol: "Red beard? How funny, he must be a non-mainstream uncle, hahahaha...ha...hahaha."
Noticing that the others, including Wen Yue Hua Lian who said this name, had no intention of smiling, but instead had serious expressions, Izuka Saburo scratched the back of his head awkwardly: "Well, it's nothing, that... continue! You continue!"
Wen Yue Hua Lian nodded: "He lived here for a long time, until one day, when the waiter came to clean, he found the 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' lying motionless on the bed - he tragically turned into a corpse."
At this point, she lowered her eyes uncomfortably. "It is said that since then, people have often seen a red figure wandering around in this room, or heard groans and screams coming from the room."
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko squeezed closer and closer, with unconcealable fear in their eyes.
And nearby, three peripheral members of the organization...all breathed a sigh of relief.
——It turns out that someone had died in the house.
What's there to be afraid of dead people? They have filled Tokyo Bay with countless of them. If they are afraid of even this, then they won't be able to drive their cars.
But one thing still puzzles people: "So why are the lights in the room red? Is it to commemorate the 'red-bearded Santa Claus'?"
"this……"
Wen Yue Hua Lian had just opened her mouth when an angry voice suddenly sounded in the distance: "Hualien? Where are you!"
"Ah, here I come!" Wen Yue Hua Lian responded quickly and ran over quickly.
Wen Yue Hua Lian walked through the corridor and soon disappeared at the stairs, as if she had gone down to the corner of the stairs.
The person waiting there angrily yelled, "All you do is hang around all day long. You've never been reliable at the critical moment!"
When Miwako Sato heard her classmate being scolded, she looked over there and asked, "Who's so mean?"
Izuka Saburo sighed sadly, "It should be Bandai Suzue."
"Bandai Suzue?" Mao Lilan's eyes lit up again. "Is she the actress who has been popular on the screen for many years? I heard that she founded this troupe after she retired. I didn't expect that I would actually meet the real person in front of my eyes."
Seeing her happy, Jiang Xia asked, "Shall I go with you to get an autograph?"
Mao Lilan was immediately moved. She really wanted an autograph, but when she heard Bandai Suzue scolding the group members, she didn't dare to go over.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia saw through her hesitation at a glance and considerately offered to help. Mao Lilan's courage returned: "Then let's put down our luggage and go over. It's a good opportunity to investigate the threatening letter while we're at it!"
Several high school students happily went to their respective rooms. They threw their luggage into the room and slipped into the corridor, ready to wait for an opportunity to ask for autographs.
The three members of the organization temporarily retreated back into the house and looked at each other: "What should we do?"
"What else can I do?" Hashimoto Maya looked at her watch. Her heart was cold and numb, but she could only think hard. "Let's go with them. It's almost time for us 'temporary workers' to go to work. Rather than hiding in the house and being mistaken for a murderer, or being gassed and killed, it's better to stay with those students... Hmm?!"
Hashimoto Maya suddenly remembered something.
——I have seen Jiang Xia and his two weak female classmates, as well as the even weaker elementary school student, several times.
I've seen it several times. Doesn't this mean that the place they are in is relatively safe?
If I could also get into Jiang Xia's small team...
This thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and Hashimoto Maya gradually became tempted: Since things have come to the worst point now, why not... try pretending to be a detective?
(End of this chapter)
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