I'm on the scramble

Ah Li is really tired of these ghost things who don't know what to do to disturb her during meal time.

She pierced straight through the wooden floor of the mansion with the blade that had been separated from the calamus cloth bag and sheath, and the splashed wood chips quickly scattered into unknown particles, spinning slightly in the air.

The chandelier starts to stop flickering and the light returns to its original state.

Whether it was the terrified movement of the people around, or the terrifying beating and scratching under the floor, they were all frightened and completely frozen by the girl's angry shouts.

It took a long time for the crowd to slowly come to their senses. Xiao Cang, who had underestimated the girl, even rolled his Adam's apple subconsciously and muttered: "Her aura is scarier than a ghost..."

This time he was finally a little bit afraid that he didn't go up to deliver it at that time, otherwise his skull would definitely be ripped off.

Seeing that the world was finally quiet, Ah Li hummed a small nasal sound unhappily, pulled out the knife, spun it in the air a few times, and put it back into the scabbard.

There was a dark hole left on the floor she destroyed just now, and the bottom could be seen deep, but this time no one would accuse her of doing something wrong.

But at this moment, Dun suddenly moved his nostrils, and the keen sense of smell from the tiger seemed to make him smell something that had been putrid for a long time.

—It came from that cave.

"There seems to be something hidden under the board." Dun's experience was obviously too young, and he didn't have much defense, so he just leaned down to the hole just now.

A Li, who came by, turned his head and kindly reminded: "You'd better not look at it."

With her experience and intuition, at this time, you will definitely see something that makes you feel psychologically shadowed——

It's a pity that it was too late to say this, the silver-haired boy looked into the hole unpreparedly, and the next moment he met a certain dead eye with dilated pupils.

"what!!"

Dun jerked his body away and took a few steps back, knocking down the stool leg along the way, and fell to the ground, shaking non-stop.

"The hole..." His face was pale, and cold sweat kept dripping, "The hole is full of corpses."

Everyone was stunned at this moment.

Ah Li's expression froze, and in the eyes of the people around him, he drew his knife out of its sheath again, quickly made two knife marks from bottom to top, chopped through the wood, and pried up the floor.

The floor is an old-fashioned hollow structure. After a flurry of messy sawdust flew, the things hidden inside were fully revealed in the field of vision.

Jigao, one of the only two women present, couldn't help screaming and fainted, and the others also felt the acid in their stomachs being violently churned and burned, and the urge to vomit frantically rushed to their throats.

Inside the sandwich between the two boards, there are full of long-dead but well-preserved remains.At a glance, it is impossible to count how many corpses there are, layer upon layer, embracing into piles of corpses, or with their heads crooked at various weird angles, or corpses with stumped limbs and broken arms twisted inconceivably, with their eyes open. Gazing blankly at the world I haven't seen for a long time.

"...It seems that we have been involved in a terrific old murder case this time." Shibazaki Police Department spit out these words with some depression.

There was a lingering gloom in the mansion, and the surrounding bystanders also maintained a quiet atmosphere because of the respect they gave to the deceased.

The police officers in the whole house were all mobilized, they found a shovel in the servant's workshop on the first floor and pried off all the parquet floors in the dining room, and worked together to move the corpses outside one by one.

After statistics, it was found that there were 8 corpses hidden on the floor. Since they had been processed by corpse preservation technology, it is impossible to speculate the exact time of death of the corpses. years ago.

The truth discovered by everyone tonight is undoubtedly an extremely heinous serial murder case. If this case is broadcast, it will definitely be a big news that shocks the contemporary society.

Yoshitaka, who bumped into the corpse on the spot, passed out early. Xiaogura had already vomited a round and was entrusted to take care of her. Kato walked around in front of the corpse, observing carefully as if identifying the corpse.

"Well... there is something I don't know if I should say it or not."

He hesitated for a while, before deciding to utter a certain truth: "If I remember correctly, some of the faces here are the crew members who brought us to this island."

"What?!" The police officers were shocked.

Before they had time to digest this creepy sentence, a rattling sound suddenly echoed behind them.

It looked as if something had fallen to the ground.

The police officers quickly looked at the corpses lying on the floor behind them, and found that the severed head of one of the corpses was separated from its own neck and rolled to the side not far away.And that pale, waxy face seemed deep and hollow at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there was a strange and penetrating smile on the corner of the deceased's mouth.

——Why didn’t I find out before that the expressions of these people seem to be carved out of the same mold?

The eyes of the eight cold corpses were all staring in the same direction by coincidence, with half-smiles, as if they would start to move strangely in the next second.

That kind of malice turned into an intangible sticky touch, clinging to everyone's body invisibly, as if to cultivate human beings into vessels of fear, and finally swallow them whole.

While shaking, someone noticed that the head that had just fallen was accidentally kicked aside by someone passing by.

The tea chestnut-haired girl who did this kind of thing didn't notice, and asked Shibazaki with her sword bag in her arms: "Are you going to search this mansion like a carpet?"

The nightmare faded away like a tide, and the police officers woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. Some of them were assigned to summon the housekeeper and his wife, and some were ready to go to each room to inform Shirase, Kurokawa, and Iwanaga who had not yet arrived.

The Shibazaki police department lit a cigarette tiredly, and spit out lavender smoke in the house, "Yes, there may not be enough manpower, but this is the most effective way to face the truth at present."

Ah Li nodded to show that he knew, maybe he could find some unexpected surprises.Thinking of this, she instructed: "Be careful, if there is an accident, you can fire a shot to signal, and I will rush to your side quickly. Now I have some clues about this case, let's act separately."

Up to now, there is no desire to argue at all, and the other party who stands on the same position expresses understanding.

Immediately, Ah Li wrapped several sandwiches with plastic wrap on the dining table, and handed them to the boy carrying the bag, Dun, intending to drag him away who was still in a trance, and walked to the corridor outside the door.

"Wait, Ms. Li, you kicked the corpse's head away again..." Dun Xin reminded frightenedly when he came back to his senses.

And Ah Li didn't give half of his eyes to the passing head, and continued to move forward, "Why do you say it, it doesn't want face?"

The head that was kicked away smiled and froze.

Dun: "..."

Ms. Li is really the nemesis of all ghosts - but it makes people feel safe qaq.

The interior of this mansion is gray and dilapidated, and the corridors connecting the various rooms are dimly lit and shadowy, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Dun, who was walking in the corridor, asked a little dullly: "Miss Li, where are you going?"

Ah Li said naturally, "Of course I'm looking for the truth."

This sentence suddenly awakened Dun Hammer, and he said in surprise: "Do you already know who the murderer is?"

However, Ah Li did not answer the topic of the real murderer, but instead asked him, "Who do you think the murderer is?"

This question undoubtedly stumped Dun. With the lingering fear of facing the strange pile of corpses on his face, he rubbed his cold arms vigorously, feeling that all the tiger hairs on his body were about to explode like clusters of flowers.

"I, I, I think it should be done by the undead in this house... But if it wasn't done by the undead, who else could it be? Is it the girl named Kurokawa? Only she can make a specimen of camellia gone."

"It may be normal to infer that this is the case. Now is not the season for the growth of camellia flowers. If you want to obtain such a well-preserved flower, you can only rely on specimens. But this alone is not enough to be the basis for the murder. Whether the murderer is Kurokawa or not depends on that." That’s still to be proven.”

A Li said slowly, "And in the previous testimony, someone lied."

"Eh?"

"Just think back to what happened in the early morning of yesterday. In that weather, he said that going to the kitchen to talk heart-to-heart is more reliable than the balcony. Coupled with the obviously guilty micro-expression, there are too many flaws."

"Ah!" Dun Maosai, who was enlightened, exclaimed, "It was raining at that time!"

So going to the balcony or something in the rain is simply untenable.

"...But why did Ogura and Shirase give false testimony to each other?"

Dun, who participated in this case, had to use his own brain to think.

The case is still full of many unresolved doubts.

For example, was Mr. Maruyama really killed by the undead?

What was the murder weapon that killed Maruyama?Where is it hidden now?

Why was his heart dug out and replaced by a camellia flower?What does the toon flower represent?

There are also corpses hidden on the floor, the weird atmosphere of the whole mansion, and the gray fog that shrouds the outside of the island...

These mysteries gathered in one place are as hard to find the truth as the fog floating over the current night.

Thinking of this, Dun felt a pain in his inflexible head, and his brain capacity, which was almost full of memory, was sending out warnings.He tapped his head and turned to look at his companion beside him.

The corridor is filled with a darkness that seems to be inseparable from eternity, but the delicate side face of the girl with tea chestnut hair is like tearing away the veil of darkness, and it is always bright. There was no wavering in his eyes, he just stared straight ahead and walked quickly.

It is clear that she is just a young girl, but the investigative ability she has just revealed a little bit, but Dun Xin has to feel admiration.

"Miss Li can actually deduce so many things in such a short period of time, it's really amazing..."

He stared blankly at Ah Li, causing Ah Li to glance at him while walking fast.

"That's not some kind of reasoning, it's just that I just said it casually through basic observation skills, otherwise the police in the 'early stage' would always think that you are idle and not doing anything."

Ah Li couldn't help but finally revealed his true nature, and said in a lively and brisk tone with a hint of meaning: "Famous detectives don't need to investigate~"

Dun Wenyan smiled heartily, feeling that the atmosphere of fear permeating the surroundings subsided a little.It's a pity that at this time, he couldn't understand the meaning of Ah Li's words that "a detective doesn't need to investigate", otherwise he wouldn't be able to laugh.

"No, Ms. Li is very reliable, she is indeed a senior who has solved more than 800 supernatural events—" he smiled shyly.

However, this flattery did not directly touch the girl's heart.

Ah Li's footsteps paused slightly, and then resumed her original pace. As she walked, she looked straight at the deep corridor ahead, as if recalling a figure of a young man who had always been walking in front of her.

"It's nothing to brag about..."

She couldn't tell what kind of psychology it was, it seemed awkward and self-defeating, she puffed up her cheeks and lowered her tone vaguely: "You don't know, Luanbu has solved almost ten times as many cases as me ah."

In the Armed Detective Agency, there are two people with the most famous names. One is Ranpo, who specializes in cracking criminal investigation cases, and the other is Ari, who specializes in receiving supernatural events.

In the same period of time, Luanbu has already solved tens of thousands of criminal cases. Even though her performance is amazing, she still can't catch up with him. Every time Ah Li thinks about this, she feels extremely depressed.

She wants to chase him, wants to be by his side forever.

But the grotesque pace of genius never stops for anyone.

"But... I think Miss Li, you are already very powerful!"

The silver-haired boy rubbed the back of his head in a daze because of her speech, but soon, he dispelled this emotion, smiled gently beside her and gave her encouragement.

"I think you have keen observation skills and a smart mind. You have already solved so many difficult cases when you are only about my age. I would never have dared to think about such things before."

Unexpectedly, Ah Li beside him suddenly gave him a strange look, "Huh? Who do you think is the same age as you?"

"Eh? Isn't it?" Dun's expression was slightly stunned, but Ah Li hadn't responded yet. At this time, there happened to be a strange movement in front of him.

Their footsteps gradually stopped vigilantly.

A few meters away from the two of them, a broken left leg was left behind.

In the nearly dark corridor with no light, the skin color of that leg showed a stiff dead white.And at a place farther away, there was a short-haired girl whose life and death were unknown, half of her face was pillowed in a small pool of scarlet blood.

Dun's face paled instantly.

The third time.

The bloody dismemberment scene appeared in front of him, causing the silver-haired boy to cover his mouth in panic, his throat seemed to be blocked by fear, and he was completely speechless.The panic that had arisen from the two previous death scenes that he hadn't prepared to encounter had once again roared and swept over in multiples, trying to overwhelm his sanity.

"Death, death, death..."

At the end of the dark corridor, there seemed to be the movement of marbles at this moment.

Da da da……

A white sphere bounced slightly on the ground, then finally lost its strength and stopped bouncing, rolling forward until it hit the boy's feet before barely stopping.

The blood-stained purple pupils were facing him.

It is the human eyeball.

The sharp fear pierced the last weak defense in his heart, and Dun finally yelled heartbreakingly out of control: "Ahhhh—"