Before dawn the next day, a hurried knock on the door interrupted Fangzheng and Fresh Flower's sweet dream.
"What the hell are you doing so early in the morning?"
While looking at the dark sky outside, Fangzheng yawned, stood up, walked to the door, and pulled it open. Soon, an old man in a butler's uniform was standing outside the door, looking at her with a serious face.
"I'm very sorry to disturb you at this time, but … please come to the lobby immediately!"
After saying this, the old butler left in a hurry. Fangzheng and Fresh Flower, who had just gotten up from the other bed, looked at each other with a puzzled expression.
"What's wrong? Xiao Hong? "
Fresh Flower hurriedly put on her coat and came to Fangzheng's side. She asked curiously. Fangzheng curled his lips.
"Let's go and see."
Just as Fangzheng said, when the two arrived at the lobby, they immediately understood what had happened.
At the end of the lobby, on the angel statue in the middle of the stairs, a woman was hanging there.
Strictly speaking, she looked as though she was pierced by the long sword in the angel statue's hand and raised high up in the air, appearing in such a posture in front of everyone.
Although the woman's eyes had been cruelly gouged out, leaving only two huge holes, from her kimono and long black hair, it could still be seen that this woman was the representative of the Legal Department who appeared in front of everyone yesterday, the one who claimed to be in charge of this matter — Ryukari Huano.
"Ugh …!"
Seeing this scene, Fresh Flower's body suddenly trembled, and she involuntarily moved closer to the red ponytail beside her. Although she had learned magic, this was the first time she had seen a corpse with her own eyes. Not to mention, the corpse's miserable death made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"— — — —"
Unlike Fresh Flower, Fangzheng whistled.
"Look, something happened. I knew it. It's a pity that this place isn't used for deducing murders."
They just didn't know who would play the role of Conan.
At this moment, the other magicians who had been invited had also arrived. They were also very surprised to see the scene in front of them. Except for Rosalind, who was a little scared, the others seemed to be very calm.
"Heinie, can you help me put her down?"
At this time, Ermero II stepped forward and said in a low voice. Upon hearing Elmero II's words, Heine nodded and extended his arm. Shortly after, a wisp of metal wire emerged from his fingertip and sliced the sword in half. Heine caught the falling corpse and placed her on the ground.
"My apologies."
As he spoke, Elmero II approached the corpse of Hirono Ryuuri and began to quickly examine it. Soon, he gave his answer.
"It looks like his eyes were dug out by a sharp claw. There are also large stripping marks on his back. It's probably a magic engraving. If he didn't do that, a magician of a certain level wouldn't have died. "
Then, Elmero II seemed to have discovered something. He reached out and picked up the envelope that fell out of Hwano Ryuji's sleeve. On the surface, it didn't seem any different from the others' invitations. He carefully opened the envelope and glanced at the contents. Then, he revealed a surprised expression.
"Huh? She also has the name of an angel. Wait … this is … "
At this point, Elmero II seemed to have noticed something and his expression turned gloomy.
"Xiao Hong? What's going on? "
Fresh Flower came up to Fangzheng and asked in a low voice. Fangzheng shook his head.
"I don't know … Well, let the famous detective start his performance. We just need to watch."
"But … everyone else seems very calm …" Fresh Flower looked around.
As she spoke, she looked around. Other than Heine's sister, the seven-year-old girl Rosalind, who stayed away from the crime scene out of fear, everyone else seemed to be used to it. This surprised Fresh Flower. After all, she had read a lot of detective novels before. Generally speaking, when a corpse was found in such an occasion, people shouldn't start yelling, "Why is this happening?" or "Who did it?" Should they be panicking? Why did these people only feel that they were a little more serious than usual?
"Of course, they're magicians. It's not normal to expect them to react like ordinary people. These people live in a world where they're either killed or killed every day. Why would they start jumping up and down just because a few people died? "
"…"
This time, Fresh Flower did not speak. She just frowned slightly and watched the scene in front of her. Perhaps it was only now that she had a more realistic understanding of what kind of people the magicians in this world were.
At that moment, the famous detective Elmero II spoke again.
"Maybe we're all mistaken."
"Mistaken?"
Hearing this, the other magicians turned around and looked at him. Elmero II continued to speak.
"The name of an angel is not a hint of an inheritance, nor is it a puzzle …"
"Then what is it?"
At this moment, the old man in the wheelchair also asked. Elmero II sighed as if he was about to have a stomach attack. He then continued.
"As I said before, the 72 Angels of the Shemamphorae can be transformed into the twelve zodiac signs, but they can also be compared to the human body. The big universe and the small universe usually take care of each other. You should all understand now."
As he spoke, Elmero II picked up the envelope in his hand. The magicians present all showed a look of sudden realization. Only Fangzheng and Fresh Flower were still playing the role of bystanders. For Fangzheng, whether it was the "Order of the Confessions" or the "Futuristic Vision", he could easily find the murderer of the deceased. There was no need for such boring reasoning.
Yes, just like how the cameras and DNA identification on the streets robbed detectives of their jobs, if Sherlock Holmes had lived in the modern world, he would have been living on the streets long ago.
"The angel name of Hachasiah is Hachasiah. This is an angel who controls the Aries Palace. The Aries Palace generally protects the head of the human body. To be more specific … "
Elmero II paused for a moment, then looked at the corpse in front of him again.
"When it comes to Hachasiah, it symbolizes the eyeball."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere changed instantly.
"I see."
At this moment, even Fresh Flower, who did not know much about magic, understood what Elmero II meant. The angel name of Hachasiah symbolized the eyeball, and now her eyeball had been gouged out. In the announcement of the will yesterday, it was also mentioned that those who could not answer the question would be deprived by the angel. So that meant …
"Xiao Hong, could it be that the woman named Hachasiah also wanted to inherit the inheritance, so she answered the angel's question, but was killed because her answer was wrong?"
"Maybe."
Fangzheng yawned out of boredom, then looked forward with interest.
"But there's something more interesting than reasoning."
"Huh?"
Fresh Flower looked forward again, only to find that the group of magicians had become restless.
"Hachasiah is the only one who knows the secret method among the people gathered in the City of Stripping, and there's no need to get it."
"Hahaha, so you're saying that the beast carefully peeled off the magic mark, gouged out the eyeball, and then strung the person here? Is it really that funny? "
"So, you're saying that the culprit is among us?"
To Fresh Flower's surprise, even though someone put forward this inference that would definitely cause an uproar, the magicians present did not seem to be shaken at all.
"This … This …"
Seeing this scene, Fresh Flower could not understand it.
"Why are they reacting like this? Aren't they worried that they'll be killed? "
"Isn't that what magicians are like? Even if they kill each other, they can definitely survive. That's what they think. Do you really think they're like those defenseless NPCs in reasoning? "
With that said, Fangzheng also grinned.
"In fact, there's no need for such an exaggerated treasure hunt. There's a way to 100% guarantee that you'll find the secret method. You just have to kill all the heirs except yourself, and everything will be fine. There's no law or morality in the world of magicians, and no one will call the police. Of course, with how stupid these guys are, they won't give up and leave … That's ridiculous. A normal inference would be to use an isolated island or heavy rain and snow to form a secret chamber, but here, there's no need for external natural conditions at all, because these people won't take the initiative to run away. "
"So what should we do?"
"Nothing. Let's continue watching the show. Where else can we find such a good opportunity to watch a first-person, full-perspective murder inference plot?"
As he spoke, Fangzheng turned around.
"Okay, let's go back to our room and have breakfast. Then, let's take a walk in the courtyard. Look at these people, it won't be surprising if they start fighting. It's good to be an onlooker who doesn't know the truth, but I'm not interested in getting involved. "
After that, the two went back to their room for breakfast, then went to the garden behind the castle. Facing the lake and woods not far away, Fangzheng hummed a song as he took out his notebook and continued to work on his project. Flower silently took out a book called "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" and began to read it.
Although he was usually not very interested in this kind of book, reading this book in Sherlock Holmes' hometown always had a special kind of feeling in it.
"Hum hum hum …"
Hearing the humming of a song, Flower unconsciously raised her head and looked at the girl with the red ponytail, who was sitting next to her and typing away on the computer.
What a strange girl.
Flower knew almost nothing about the girl in front of her. She had only heard from her teacher, Fiore, that "when you arrive at the airport, a girl named the red ponytail will come looking for you." As for who this girl was, Fiore did not say directly. But from what Flower had observed so far, she obviously had a close relationship with the Thousand Worlds Tree.
According to what she had seen along the way, the girl with the red ponytail was surprisingly easy to get along with, except for her somewhat rude language and mannerisms. And although she did not say it out loud, Flower knew that the girl had always taken good care of her.
More importantly, for some reason, every time Flower saw the girl's profile, she would feel an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
It was as if there was an electric current running through her body, or her heart was gripped tightly by something. Even the occasional sweep of the bright red ponytails made her nervous.
What on earth was going on?
"Sorry to disturb you."
At this time, a voice interrupted Hua Hua's thoughts. She raised her head and saw a girl with golden curly hair and wearing a blue dress standing not far away, looking at them. The girl's name seemed to be Luvia ….
"Hey, isn't this a gold drill? Why are you looking for us? "
Fangzheng looked up from his notebook, glanced at the blonde girl, and greeted her with a smile.
"Gold Drill …."
Upon hearing Fangzheng's greeting, Lu Weiya immediately frowned. However, perhaps it was because of her good upbringing, she managed to suppress the emotions in her heart.
"My name is Luvia Zelita Edfeldt. Please remember this name, Miss Red Ponytail."
"Got it, Gold Drill."
"Luvia!"
"Okay, Gold Drill. Why are you looking for me?"
"…."
After staring at the girl with the red ponytail in front of her for a while, Luvia finally gave up and changed the topic.
"I'm here to ask where you two were after dinner last night."
"An alibi? Does that make any sense? Even if I say I killed him, what can you do to me? Do you want to fight me? Or call the police? "
"… Please answer my question."
Although she remained calm on the surface, even Fresh Flower could see that Luvia's patience was running out.
"Well, after dinner last night, I was working on a proposal in my room, while Fresh Flower was reading a book. This place is really old and backward. There's not even cable TV, and I can't even watch the evening news …."
"Sorry to disturb you."
Before the red ponytail could finish, Gold Drill …. No, Luvia interrupted her complaint and turned to leave. The red ponytail glanced at Luvia's receding figure, then picked up her teacup and took a sip of tea leisurely.
"Xiao Hong, you're being too rude to Miss Luvia."
Although she thought it was ridiculous, Flower could not help but cough and remind Lin Sanjiu.
"What can I do? Who told her to comb her hair like that? If she didn't comb her hair into a drill, I wouldn't have called her a drill. Besides, what's wrong with a drill? It's a man's romance."
Sure enough, the red ponytail had no intention of listening to Fresh Flower at all. She just smiled and waved her hand. Then, she looked at the other side again.
"So, why are these two here looking for us? Don't tell me they're also looking for an alibi? "
Fresh Flower hurriedly turned her head and looked in the direction the red ponytail was looking at. Soon, she saw a pair of siblings coming out of the corridor on the other side.
They were Heine and Rosalind Istali.
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