Chapter 210 Winter is Coming

The sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and fell on the bed warmly, making people lose all sleepiness.

Yueshan Chaoli turned over in bed, and before he could open his eyes, the mechanical sound of the system without any emotion rang in his ears.

[Confirmed deviation from the original course.]

[Current speed is 38km/h, the speed is normal.]

[... Chaoli, look outside.]

The black-haired man struggled to get up from the soft bed. He reached out and casually put his messy black hair behind his head, while straightening his loose pajamas, and walked out the window.

The moment he opened the curtain, the dazzling sunlight from the early morning shone down, causing him to squint his eyes. He put his left hand over his eyes. After barely seeing the scenery outside, the sleepiness on the man's face instantly disappeared.

It was still the endless ocean, but on the distant sea level, the outline of the island could be vaguely seen. There seemed to be very few green plants on the island. For some reason, it seemed that even the land was black. Coupled with the dark buildings, from such a far distance, it looked like a coffin suddenly appeared in the sea mist and stuck upside down on the sea surface.

"This old guy..." Yueshan frowned and couldn't help muttering.

Not only did the three-day sea voyage time originally planned be changed, but even the destination was temporarily changed.

All their previous plans were based on the island they had already investigated and the three-day voyage at sea. Of course, they had also discussed unexpected situations, but no one expected that Rum would be so cautious that he would shorten the original three-day voyage to one and a half days without any news.

The man reached out and knocked on the earrings on his earlobes. Sure enough, a noisy, electronic sound came from the other side. It seemed that the communication device had been slightly affected, but the short-distance connection did not seem to be completely cut off.

Hagiwara Kenji and the others should have noticed the discord. Let's talk about it when we meet in the restaurant.

Thinking of this, he quickly washed up, changed into convenient clothes, put on the strange mask, and then walked towards the restaurant. As expected, Edogawa Conan, Okiya Subaru and others had arrived at the restaurant early. Even the milk in front of them had gone cold, but they didn't even eat their breakfast and looked absent-minded.

"Enjoy your breakfast--" Tsukiyama tilted his head inward, gave the cup of hot milk he had just served to the serious-looking boy, and then used a spoon to put the egg salad on the plate into his mouth, "Since there is no other way, let's see what they want to do."

"How do you know..."

"Such a big island, I can see it as soon as I get up." The black-haired man paused, and spoke in a natural manner in a low voice, "Didn't you say at the beginning of the introduction that the sailing would take three days? It's only been one day now."

Edogawa Conan blinked. He felt that his brother was indeed a bit magical. In such a cold and tense atmosphere on the ship, he could still seriously enjoy the breakfast in front of him, as if the words 'I'm here' were engraved on him.

However, compared to his ease, the atmosphere on the ship was not very good. These passengers who were rich and powerful and had done a lot of shameful things were fully armed before boarding the ship. Now they immediately became alert when they noticed that the development was completely different from the original plan, like a hedgehog meeting an enemy.

The atmosphere here obviously made Maori Kogoro feel uncomfortable. He rarely enjoyed breakfast with a serious face. When the waiters who were also wearing masks suggested that they go back to the room to pack their luggage, he even told them to pay attention to safety.

When the sun was hanging overhead, the island that could only be vaguely seen in the morning was already close at hand. Less than half an hour later, with a loud noise and shaking, the ship full of passengers finally docked.

Only then did Tsukiyama Asari get a clear look at the appearance of this strange island. It was as desolate as he had imagined before, but the vegetation was actually rich. I don't know if it was due to the soil, but the leaves were all dark green, making the gray manor even more gloomy.

It seemed that there were few people living there. In addition to incense, there was also a faint smell of decay and dust when he opened the door, which made Kasugawa Shugo, who had been complained by his friends countless times for his overly sensitive sense of smell, sneeze several times in a row.

When entering the manor, just like when boarding the ship, no one wanted to stay in the lobby, and they all returned to their rooms with caution. After pushing the young master who was not very mobile back to the room, Hagiwara Kenji immediately took out the detector that Amuro Toru had brought up and scanned the room from top to bottom.

Just like on the ship, there were no listening or surveillance equipment. The police officer who had been tense all the way finally relaxed a little. He stretched his waist and just threw his coat on the bed, he heard several sneezes.

The young master, who was abandoned by his personal butler as soon as he entered the room, was still lying on the carpet just after entering the door, unwilling to go inside. He covered his mouth and nose, turned his head and sneezed several times. Just when he wanted to turn around and say something, he turned his head and sneezed again after smelling the smell in the room.

Is it so exaggerated?

Hagiwara Kenji looked at the other party and took a deep breath of the air in the room. In addition to the smell of rain and sea water, there was also a little dust. The other subtler smells were covered by the expensive incense inside.

The man walked a few steps inside and soon found an aromatherapy box with a classic shell on the standard dressing table. It seemed to be made of copper. Some kind of fragrance was burning inside, and white smoke like wisps of gauze was coming out.

"Shall I open the window first? Your nose is too sensitive..." Hagiwara Kenji did not forget to make a small complaint when he pushed open the window, but he did not receive a rebuttal for a long time after he finished speaking. He turned his head because of his friend's rare silence, and saw Kasugawa Shugo sitting in the wheelchair, frowning and thinking about something.

"......?" Because of the other party's expression, the semi-long-haired police officer quickly realized something, and the relatively relaxed expression on his face quickly disappeared, "Is there a problem with this incense?"

"Not sure, it feels weird..." Kasugawa Shugo wrinkled and rubbed his nose, "Maybe it's too strong, a bit pungent."

"I don't feel anything." Hagiwara Kenji picked up the aromatherapy box and leaned in to smell it. Except for sneezing because he was too close, he didn't smell any other smell. "My sense of smell is not as sensitive as yours... smell it?"

As he spoke, the man handed the box in his hand to the man who was pushing the wheelchair.

"It should be a woody scent, with a hint of floral scent... and..." The curly-haired police officer subconsciously leaned over to sniff it, and after muttering what he smelled, he suddenly realized something. He widened his eyes and glanced at his friend who was trying not to laugh, "I'm not a police dog. Can I smell the ingredient list for you? Wait a minute."

The expression on his face suddenly became serious, and he moved closer to smell it carefully, "It's a very faint... It's not like the smell of other natural spices, it's a bit pungent."

"The kind of chemical?" Hearing this, Kenji Hagiwara immediately frowned. He watched Kasugawa Shugo rummaging through the suitcase, and found a very small sealed bag hidden in the pocket. He scooped out a little from the page of the book next to it and put it in.

"It's very faint, but it's definitely not good to smell it for too long." After doing this, he immediately retreated a little and pushed the small incense box to the guy who came with him as a butler, "Pour this into the toilet first, and then we'll go to the corridor to see how much of this stuff is there... By the way, we have to tell Zhen Ping and the others."

"Got it, young master..." Hagiwara Kenji responded lazily while holding the box, "You are getting more and more skilled at calling me, from the ward to the ship, I don't know how long you will keep calling me."

"There's nothing we can do. Who made me a patient?" Kasugawa Shugo wailed. He waited until the other party conveyed the situation to Matsuda Jinpei and the others through the communicator before waving his hands and saying, "Let's go. Let's go to the corridor first."

"The signal here doesn't seem to be very good. It took several attempts to get through..." The informal butler muttered, and simply put the communicator back into his pocket, walked over and pushed his wheelchair, "Let's go. We can also go to the restaurant for lunch."

"Hmm, the seafood here must be pretty good..."

There were indeed a lot of inconspicuous incense boxes in the corridor, but few people chose to dine in the manor's restaurant at this time, so the two of them didn't want to stay in the corridor for too long. They had lunch in the almost empty restaurant and decided to take a good look at the corridor in the evening when everyone was going to come out for the dinner.

The two had a very complete plan, but who knew that when they really started to implement it, they would encounter problems in the first corridor.

And it was a big problem.

Kasugawa Shugo was in the corridor, his hand against the wall next to him. The wall, which was slightly blocked by a series of decorative cabinets, had a small opening on the side, and light was faintly visible from inside, but this light was extremely dim against the background of the corridor lights.

The curly-haired police officer had a puzzled expression. He had just been probing the wall with his palm as he passed by the corridor, and he had actually touched the secret passage.

No, it was because the wheelchair got stuck under the decorative cabinet. In order to prevent the wheelchair from tipping over, Hagiwara Kenji, who was pushing the wheelchair, subconsciously grabbed the sheep horns of the decoration next to it. Sitting in the wheelchair, he subconsciously held the wall with his hands, so the secret door with the sheep horns as the mechanism was directly pushed open by him.

...It was such a coincidence that I didn't know what to say.

Kasugawa Shugo put his hand on it. Now the whole weight of the secret door, which was almost the same size as the corridor wall, was on his palm. The man could only hold the door with all his strength to keep it open a crack before turning his head to confirm the eye contact with the person behind him.

For two seconds, even Hagiwara Kenji's expression was blank.

It was too coincidental that the secret passage could be triggered just by walking in the corridor? It felt like the opening of a horror movie.

Hagiwara Kenji knocked his forehead with a headache.

In any case, it would be too reckless to go in directly now, but facing such an unknown area that just happened to appear in front of him, it was really difficult for people to control their curiosity.

He looked down, trying to get his friend's thoughts, but saw the words eager to try written in the other's round honey-colored eyes:

I'm here.

Sure enough... this guy just likes to do this kind of suicidal thing. Looking into Kasugawa Shugo's eyes, Hagiwara Kenji immediately thought of the model's recent achievements and Matsuda Jinpei's furious face.

If you really follow them in, you will definitely be beaten to death by the small array after you come out...

The author has something to say:

I will take a week

off. The close contact in the dormitory building needs to be isolated for 7 days. I have been stuck in writing recently. I want to take this time to sort out the threads of the final chapter. After the update, I will try my best to make up the number of words and then finish it (try my best).