I keep peace by drawing cards

To keep the scene, the room door was locked.

The only means of transportation was burned, and there was no way to communicate with the outside world, so they were trapped here.

No one wanted to discuss what happened, and they were all afraid that they would be the next to die.

Most people stayed in the room, and the door was locked from the inside, so that outsiders could not enter.

The castle, which was noisy just now, fell silent in an instant.

Takizawa Yume also came to the hostess' room quietly, and he was careful not to leave any traces.

The site is neat and has not been turned over.

He approached the corpse. There was only a knife wound on the chest, his hands were tied behind his back, and there were strangle marks on both wrists.

Takizawa Yumeya took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped off the blood stains on his fingertips.

He looked around and found an oil painting hanging on the wall. On the oil painting, a young girl was sitting innocently and romantically on a swing, pointing her toes and trying to swing herself.

Takizawa Yumeya took down the oil painting. Behind the oil painting was a hidden compartment, which was placed in a box. Takizawa Yumeya also opened the box, and there was a stack of love letters inside.

The signatures of the love letters all uniformly read "Love You Joan".

Takizawa Yume also looked at the hostess who was kneeling in repentance, she had an affair with her husband's illegitimate son.

He clicked his tongue again and again, it was really a messy relationship.

Takizawa Yume also put the box back in place, and carefully wiped off his remaining traces with a handkerchief.

He left the room and locked the door again as if he had never been there.

Takizawa Yumeya also returned to the room, and after a short wait, the butler brought lunch.

He asked about the situation by the way: "What's the situation outside now?"

The housekeeper bent over and told Takizawa Yumeya everything he knew: "Most of the people stayed in the house quietly, and some people went out of the castle to find out if there were any ships, and some people..."

The butler hesitated for a while, then continued, "I'm looking for the murderer."

Takizawa Yume also nodded, expressing understanding.

After lunch, Takizawa Yume also changed her clothes.

He picked up the floor plan of the castle on the table, and there was also a list on the table, which was the names of all the guests who came to the island.

The location of the guests is marked on the floor plan of the castle, and the room where Takizawa Yumeya lives is on a separate spire on the east side of the castle.

He didn't go out all afternoon, and it seemed to be raining lightly outside, and the weather was gloomy, as if the sky was about to fall.

At six o'clock, he finally went out.

Mrs. Slick's face was pale. She wandered back and forth at the stairs, feeling a little anxious.

The butler passed by and asked what happened, and Mrs. Slick drove him away impatiently.

After the butler was driven away, he passed Takizawa Yumeya in the corridor, and he said something in Takizawa Yumeya's ear, which made him frown.

There was a scream, followed by the sound of something heavy falling.

Mrs. Slick rolled all the way down the stairs, hitting her head on a decorative vase not far from the stairs.

The vase was smashed, and Mrs. Slick's face was scratched by broken porcelain, dripping with blood.

Those who heard the movement rushed to the stairs, and Mrs. Slick was lying in a pool of blood, motionless, as if she had died.

"Another one died? Isn't this castle cursed?"

"I heard from the servant that a family of four died mysteriously in this castle decades ago. Later, Mr. Mogg bought the castle."

"It looks like she accidentally rolled down and fell to her death when she was going down the stairs."

"Maybe it was pushed down by the evil spirit!"

The discussion became louder and louder, but few people dared to approach the corpse.

The death is too tragic, the ground is full of blood, if you want to go there, you will definitely stain your shoes, but for those who died insignificantly, you should think about how to leave this strange castle.

So far, three people have died. The first two can be determined to be homicides, but the third one can't be sure whether it was a homicide or an accident.

Xia Youjie turned the person over, and there was a piece of porcelain stuck in Mrs. Slick's neck. He wondered, "Is it such a coincidence? I rolled down the stairs and knocked over the top of the vase, and the broken piece of the vase was stuck in the neck , causing bleeding to death."

He fiddled with his hair in random steps, and said casually: "Too many coincidences, it must not be a coincidence."

Gojo Satoru intentionally sang against him: "If she is unlucky, who will recite it?"

Luanbu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and left the scene.

Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped him: "Hey, do you know the murderer?"

Blinking his eyes randomly, he looked like a child who shouldn't be. He shook his head and said deliberately: "Guess~"

After speaking, he glanced in the direction of the housekeeper and left the scene of the crime.

"Mr. Lawyer?"

The postman Miller stopped him, and he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him: "This is a letter that Mr. Mogg did not receive before he was alive, and it is not Mogg's lawyer. It should be no problem for you to get this letter. "

Luanbu took the letter and examined him: "Why didn't you give it to the mistress immediately?"

The postman looked down at the toe of his shoe and said, "Before I handed it over to the mistress, she died."

Luanbu continued to ask: "Why didn't you give it to the housekeeper?"

The postman rolled his eyes wildly, and the words "can't tell a lie" were almost written on his face.

"Oda."

Ranbu directly exposed his identity.

Oda is still pretending: "Who is Oda?"

"...Your acting skills are terrible. You can't even compare with Gojo Satoru of HL Curse League. I knew who you were at the first sight."

Unable to pretend anymore, Oda admitted: "Yes, I am Oda."

Luanbu opened the letter, which described in detail some things between Mogg's illegitimate son and his current wife.

"The hat cadre has something to do with his stepmother. I knew he hesitated to say that he didn't leave the living room at the beginning, just to hide the fact that he went to see the mistress."

Oda asked: "Mr. Ranpo, do you know the murderer?"

Ranpo stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and did not answer Oda's question: "Don't rely on me for everything? Move your rusty head!"

For some unknown reason, Oda suddenly asked: "Mr. Ranpo, you are not the murderer, are you?"

Walking in front of him in disorder, stood on tiptoe, clenched his fist and knocked Oda on the head in various ways.

"Idiot, go and solve the case!"

Oda stared at Ranpo's back, feeling something was wrong.

Although he didn't get along with Luanbu much, he knew that Luanbu would not be like a salted fish, completely losing interest in solving the case.

too weird.

Not long after Luanbu returned to his room, someone knocked on his door.

He lazily got out of bed to open the door, without even looking at the person at the door, he collapsed on the bed again.

"Some desserts, would you like some?"

Luan Bu raised his hand, waved it, and motioned for him to take it.

Takizawa Yume also put the desserts he brought on the table, and also put a list on the table by the way.

Luanbu quickly pinched a dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing like a hamster.

He glanced at the list and said dissatisfiedly, "They are so slow, is there no one smart enough to solve the case except me?"

Takizawa Yume also smiled: "Mr. Lawyer, stop complaining."

Luanbu snorted: "You don't think you can buy me off with these desserts?"

Takizawa Yume didn't care too much and said, "Mr. Lawyer, we were originally in the same group."

Luanbu patted the table several times in dissatisfaction, making the table slamming loudly. He was venting his temper like a child.

"It's so boring, I'm a detective! I'm a detective! I'm a detective!"

Ranpo repeated three times in a row that he was a detective.

Takizawa Yume also smiled gloatingly: "Mr. Ranpo, need I remind you, did this happen because of your playfulness?"

Luanbu stopped making noise, turned around awkwardly and didn't want to talk to him.

"The hat cadre and the hostess are having an affair." Ranbu took out the letter from his pocket, and threw the letter with his back to him.

Takizawa Yume also picked up the letter from the ground and quickly scanned it: "I found the love letter Joan wrote to her in the hostess' room."

Luanbu turned around, propped his head and squinted his eyes to look at him: "Are you exchanging information with me?"

Takizawa Yumeya: "We were originally together, not me?"

Luanbu glared at him: "Who is with you?"

The child was angry again, and Takizawa Yume had no choice but to coax him: "Okay, okay, we are not in the same group."

Luanbu made a "cut".

Takizawa Yume also asked him: "How many people did you bring in?"

"Hmm... hat cadre, Oda, Dun-kun, those two black and white double demons from the HL Curse League."

"puff."

Takizawa Yume didn't hold back either, Edogawa Ranpo's level of nicknames is really unsurpassed.

Takizawa Yume also suppressed a smile, and handed the floor plan of the castle to Edogawa Ranpo: "This is the floor plan of the castle. There is a secret passage from the bell tower to the kitchen."

After looking at it randomly, I am not interested. The lines are crooked, there are many paths, it is messy, and it is not interesting at all.

He folded the plan into a plane, and pushed the plane forward, and the plane fluttered to the ground.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie went to Mrs. Slick's room to look for clues, accompanied by Chuya Zhongyuan who had been coughing non-stop.

Xia Youjie tentatively asked, "Are you a cadre from the Central Plains?"

Almost in an instant, Zhong Yuanzhong just said in his head: "No!"

Gojo Wu said triumphantly to Xia Youjie, "Look at his terrific acting skills."

Xia Youjie didn't speak, but complained in his heart, they were all the same, just don't laugh at anyone else.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said violently: "Spell glasses, your acting skills are terrible!"

"Short, who do you think has bad acting skills!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

No matter where he went, he couldn't ask for the order to persuade him to fight.

"Wu, Zhongyuan cadres, stop arguing, let's find the murderer and get out of here."

Zhongyuan Zhongye glanced at his head, his face flushed red: "I've said it all, I'm not Zhongyuan Zhongye!"

He stubbornly refused to admit it, it was simply too embarrassing.

Mrs. Slick's door was closed, and she asked Mr. Housekeeper for the key before opening the door.

Xia Youjie looked at the butler who opened the door, and suddenly asked, "Do you have the keys to all the rooms?"

Steward: "Yes, there is a backup of the key. I have a copy here, and a copy with Master Mogg. Mr. Joan, what's the problem?"

Xia Youjie shook his head and smiled politely: "No problem, thank you, Mr. Butler."

The butler sighed: "So many people died all at once, it can't really be the ghosts of the castle."

Xia Youjie comforted, "We will find the murderer."

"hope so."

Central Plains also started a blanket search, not letting go of any corner.

He didn't find anything important.

Hey, there seems to be something hidden in this pillow.

He opened the pillow, and there was a photo hidden inside.

One look, and he was about to go blind.

He threw the photo to Xia Youjie, and the word dislike was almost written on his face.

Gojo Satoru saw clearly the photo that fell on the ground, and he "tsk tsk" twice: "Jie, you really know how to play."

It's a black and white nude photo of his current body.

Xia Youjie: "...?"

What is this? !It's not him, so he doesn't want to take the blame.