Chapter 600 Who is the real organizer?
Although Chikan Jyoujiro couldn't remember what kind of terminal illness this was, there are all kinds of diseases in the world, and maybe Kurosawa really can't stare at the electronic screen for a long time.
...In this situation, if she insisted on not leaving the secret room and asked Kurosawa to type the answer on the screen, what would she do if Kurosawa suddenly died halfway through typing?
“…”
This feeling of "the answer I have been searching for for more than 40 years is right in front of me, but when I open it the next second, my hand shakes and the out-of-print reference answer is thrown into the fire"...
Qianjian put it into context and couldn't help but shudder.
She hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and typed "OK" on the computer in front of her.
The answer was synchronized to the computer in the control room.
Qianjian Jiangdai looked at the screen.
In the surveillance footage, the young man in black smiled in the direction of the camera, then he slowly stood up with the help of his computer desk, walked out of the open door and headed towards the restaurant.
Qianjian Jiangdai watched his figure passing through the adjacent monitors, took a deep breath, and made up his mind.
She turned around, opened the door of the secret room, fell into the corridor, and walked towards the restaurant.
…
Chikan Jyoudai originally thought that according to "Kurosawa's" slow pace, she would have to wait for a while before the young man came over.
Who knew that when I arrived at the restaurant and pushed open the heavy wooden door.
There was actually someone sitting next to the dining table.
——The young man in black sat in the "host" seat, with a leisurely posture, and casually stepped on the former plastic "host" that had not been moved. The "former host" who had once made the detectives feel threatened now looked like a casually abandoned corpse, or like a silent footstep. The whole scene did not seem to be out of place, and even made Chijian Shiyo dazed for a moment, suspecting that all his conspiracies and tricks were actually a dream, and that the young man in front of him, whom he had just met today, was the hand that stirred up the bloody storm in the annex.
Chikan Kyoudai became nervous for no reason and began to regret that he had been deceived by Kurosawa's weak appearance just now and was anxious to hear the news about the treasure, so he did not bring a gun with him.
Just as she was struggling over whether to rush into the nearest guest room to find a weapon, the young man in the main seat raised his eyes and saw her, and suddenly smiled: "It's you, mother-in-law."
His tone was calm, and the word "mother-in-law" even sounded kind.
With these words that broke the silence and the slight change in his expression, the dangerous aura that had just lingered around the young man in black disappeared instantly, like a cluster of illusory bubbles that had never existed.
“…”
For some reason, Chima Nozomi looked at him from afar and always felt that Kurosawa seemed to be in a good mood... so many people had just died here. Could it be that because the detectives did not listen to Kurosawa's advice and insisted on suspecting each other, this terminally ill patient who had little time left suddenly turned evil before he died?
Uzo didn't care about what she was thinking and continued in a friendly tone:
"Due to the influence of the building, the soil in the courtyard of the Dusk Villa is slightly darker than other places in the forest. When I met you, there was a little dust of a similar color on the foot pad of your driver's seat. So after coming here and finding out the situation, I couldn't help but doubt you.
"However, because my mother-in-law seemed to be forced to do so, and because some detectives seemed to advocate violence, I was worried that if I revealed it directly, an old man like you would be lynched in the mountains, or even killed out of anger. Detectives should be very good at destroying corpses and avoiding legal punishment. So I didn't say anything. I didn't expect... things would turn out like this in the end."
"..." Qianjian Jiangdai was unexpectedly given a good guy card, and when she heard that "Kurosawa" actually cared so much about her, her heart couldn't help but soften.
His mouth softened a little.
She gradually gave up the idea of rushing to the nearest guest room and getting a gun, and instead walked into the restaurant where the young man in black was, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Then he sighed and said, "It seems that two dying people should not become enemies... Child, do you want to hear my story?"
Jiang Xia: “…”
In fact, he didn't really want to, after all, he already knew everything he needed to know. It was really boring to listen to the same story over and over again.
However, looking at the gradually weakening murderous aura on Chikan Noriyo's body, and thinking about the various flavors of murderous aura that fell from the other detectives after she had done this...
He nodded slightly.
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As people get older, they may talk more.
Chima Kyouyo slowly recounted the story of her father's tragic death in this villa, and also revealed her conspiracy with the gourmet detective, as well as their subsequent rift.
As she was telling the story, Jiang Xia watched the murderous aura on Grandma Qian Jian's body: every time it loosened a little, she would nod in response. She looked like a serious listener.
——The old woman wanted to kill too many people, and she was full of murderous aura.
The only drawback is that they are all ordinary murderous auras, not special flavors.
However, while exquisite meals for enjoyment are important, a psychic who works hard to raise ghosts will certainly not refuse daily dry food.
All in all, Jiang Xia was quite satisfied with the gains from this incident.
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Although Qianjian Jiangdai unfortunately met a fake audience, what she said was not in vain.
They passed through the crack in the door and successfully fell into the ears of the real listeners.
On the other side of the wall, the detectives who had been pretending to be dead and waiting in secret pricked up their ears, eavesdropping on the situation inside through the restaurant door that was not closed tightly.
——Just now, when Jiang Xia left the control room and went to the restaurant, he passed by these "corpses".
After the corpses lay there for a while, they thought that Grandma Qianjian should have been deceived, so they immediately resurrected and tiptoed to the restaurant.
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"—— When Da Shang Zhu Shan was thinking about how to kill you one by one, starting with the maids, his expression was too crazy.
"Or, in other words, he had gone crazy when he spent all his money to buy this villa but still failed to find the treasure in it."
Granny Qianjian closed her eyes reluctantly, but said something that was very inconsistent with her compassionate expression: "So I had to kill him first, to prevent the detectives from killing each other before they start the treasure hunt, so that no one can solve the mystery.
"But I didn't expect that I still overestimated the composure of the younger generation. What happened just now was no different from when Dashang Zhushan was alive. Fortunately..."
At this point, she paused.
Then he opened his old eyes and looked at Jiang Xia with a sharp gaze: "...Have you really found the location of the 'treasure'?"
(End of this chapter)
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