Protect our prophets

"Groundhog Day" is a movie, the hero finds himself trapped in a certain day, every day he wakes up on the same day, the same date on the calendar, around him, the same things happen repeatedly, as if caught in a The endless cycle of time...

Atobe's voice fell, and a table fell into silence.

The flickering lights of the night bar shone on their faces in turn, flickering on and off.

Songxue is also thinking. According to Groundhog Day, they have spent more than ten years in Mingke's world, but the real timeline has only been less than a year. Repeated a dozen times?

Kind of scary.

Even she didn't think of this possibility, and couldn't help shivering.

Finally, Hattori Heiji spoke with a deep face: "I thought that when you mentioned werewolf killing, my 17-year scientific worldview has been broken..."

Reorganization of the three views is not so easy.

To be honest, he still feels that his brain is a little confused, and even suspects that what happened during this period is actually a nightmare of his own.

Thinking of this, Heiji gave Conan a look, Kudo, how about you?

The little boy didn't pay any attention to it, he just put down the unfinished Coke, stared intently at the tumbling bubbles, and didn't say a word.

"Maybe it's hard to accept." Song Xue rubbed his forehead, "Let me explain it to you in another way."

"The social system that everyone recognizes now, for example, a murder case occurs, the detective solves the case, finds the murderer, the police catches the murderer, and then goes to the court to sentence and execute the sentence-this process is the legal punishment for criminals in this society .”

She looked across the calm blue eyes and sighed softly.

"In our rules, the generation of werewolves is abnormal. They are not criminals that should exist in this world. When the laws of this world cannot judge them, if they are left alone, it will cause more social chaos.

"Thus, you also saw it just now—the hunter lurking in the dark took the shot and gave the bullet to the werewolf. And after the werewolf disappeared, she had no reason to continue to exist in this world, so she also 'leaved'... or ,'disappear'."

"What do you mean, don't belong to this world?" Heiji asked in a deep voice.

"They are intruders." Songxue replied.

"The hunter told me that the world has lost its balance. I think there may be a delicate balance between detectives and criminals. For example, under normal circumstances, you will encounter at most seven or eight cases a month. However, in the werewolf invasion Afterwards, the number of criminals increased sharply, even to the point of eight cases a day, which shows that... the social order has been seriously disturbed."

She paused.

"Even the London criminal group controlled by Moriarty is probably not so exaggerated?"

Baiba and Heiji were still thinking, with hesitation on his face.

Kaito looked very calm, and nodded to Songxue.However, he still remembered his identity and position at this time, so he could only keep silent.

Song Xue did not expect them to accept it now, and gave Atobe a wink.

"It's getting late, everyone hurry up and rest."

They left along the corridor, and when they reached the elevator door, Songxue heard a series of footsteps behind her, turned around, and saw a small figure under the dim light.

She looked back.Atobe understood, and yawned lazily: "Let's go, Huadi."

The elevator door opened, he swaggered in, and Huadi followed silently, leaving the silence to the two of them.

After the elevator went up, Songxue pressed the button of another elevator and asked, "If you can't sleep, do you want to go for a walk on the deck, Conan-kun?"

"Okay." The other party replied simply, "I happen to have some questions too."

……

The twentieth deck was empty.

After cleaning up the explosion site, there were still dark scorched marks on the ground. Songxue walked around the pool, avoiding deep and shallow pits, and sat down on a clean beach chair.

Conan followed her and sat on the other side.

The two faced the sea, and after quietly blowing the sea breeze for a while, she took the initiative to break the silence: "I thought your reaction would be stronger."

She still remembered that two hours ago, when he stood in front of the corpses of Aso and Yicang, he showed that complicated and faintly sad expression.

At that time, Songxue was still worried about whether they could continue to stand on the same front if they confessed the identities of themselves and their colleagues.

Detectives are on the side of social law, but "Werewolf Killing" is not so simple.

If they still can't accept...

To be honest, she couldn't think of any reason to convince them.

Conan pondered for a moment before saying, "I was just thinking about the 'Groundhog Day' you mentioned."

"Eh?"

He raised his head, and under the moonlight, his eyes shone faintly like sapphires.

"This world, as you said, can no longer be viewed with common sense, and everything that happened around us can prove it." Conan pointed out calmly, "I still stick to my principles, but in this case, whether it is me , or someone else, can’t stop you existences beyond common sense, can it?”

Songxue nodded slowly: "I can't stop it either."

"Whether it's the witch's poison or the hunter's bullet, they all seem to be fired instantly, unaffected by anyone or any external object. Even if you are a prophet, you can't interfere with their decisions." She said frankly Said, "Of course, in tonight's incident, I didn't want to stop it. No one could stop Aso at that time. If it was a few seconds later... Judging from the amount of bombs detected by the police, we have no escape at all. Chance."

"...I know." Conan whispered.

He changed the subject and said, "However, this kind of emergency tonight can still be avoided—there will always be a way, and this is the meaning and purpose of our efforts—Sister Songxue, didn't you promise tonight? Have you passed me, use your ability, and join us to prevent the 'future' from happening."

Songxue looked at him fixedly, and replied: "I will do my best."

The little detective raised the corners of his lips slightly, and compared to the usual innocent smile, he looked more sincere now.

As the protagonist of this world, he has a stronger psychological endurance than people imagined.

No matter how it was at the beginning, now he has naturally accepted the status of a "primary school student", and personally made everyone accept the fact that "even a school student can solve a case that adults are unable to do anything about, it seems that it is not impossible".

Songxue thought for a while, her shoulders gradually relaxed.

If you work with such a person, you will be successful.She vaguely had such a premonition.

Before getting up, Songxue asked: "About the 'House of Illusion', what are Conan-kun's thoughts now?"

He shook his head: "Not yet."

"Me neither, but I feel like I can be proactive," she said. "I want to see that Mr. Katori."

"Huh?" Conan tilted his head.

"My prophecy ability will appear when I see a stranger for the first time." Songxue briefly explained, "In any case, the host of this event must be the core person, he is either the victim or the perpetrator ——these two possibilities are far greater than that he is an unrelated passerby who happens to be used."

The little boy immediately understood: "You mean, if you can see his death prophecy..."

Two days later, the Jacqueline arrived at the wharf of "Summer Joy" after a bumpy journey.

Atobe stepped out of the deck, brushed up his hair that was blown by the sea breeze vigorously, and snapped his fingers: "Indulge in my grandeur's gorgeous——"

"Hey, Xia Zhile, here we come!" Heiji's cheerful voice interrupted his lines, pulling Conan happily off the deck.

"……Hey!"

The corner of the young master's mouth twitched slightly.

Songxue persuaded: "Okay, keep a low profile, don't forget about our plan, huh?"

He glanced at her coldly, still resentful.

The vacationing passengers dispersed after disembarking, while the remaining 47 VIPs were picked up in batches by special cars and headed to the "House of Illusion" theme park in the center of the island.

The air on the island is very fresh, and this "special car" is also eye-catching.

Songxue suspects that this may be the first time in his life that Young Master Atobe has taken such a fresh and environmentally friendly... electric sightseeing car.

After Huadi loaded the luggage into the car, he stood by the side, staring at the windshield of the car for a long time, with an expression that was hard to fathom.

The dark-skinned boy picked up the little boy and jumped onto the front seat, then turned around and yelled at them: "Everyone, get in the car!"

"Oh," Kaito pretended to sigh, and straightened his hair, "I would have changed into a casual outfit if I knew it."

He really couldn't figure out why Kudo Shinichi liked to wear suits and college uniforms so much.It is the most difficult to hide magic props in this kind of neat clothes, and it is also very inconvenient to move freely...

The strange thief secretly slandered in his heart.

Seven people just occupied the four rows of seats in the sightseeing car.There were three rows of double seats in the back, and Song Xue unceremoniously took the passenger seat.

The driver was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. After securing all the luggage with Huadi, he sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and led a group of people towards the faintly visible building in the distance.

……

The gate of the courtyard opened to welcome one car after another, and finally closed automatically.Seeing the arrival of the destination, several people were refreshed and sat up a lot.

The plants in the western-style yard are well taken care of, and it can be seen that the owner is very careful about these things.The sightseeing car led them around the circular fountain at the bottom, passed through the arch, and gradually staggered away from other special cars.

"Huh? How did you separate?"

Baima was slightly puzzled, and soon got an explanation from the driver: "Please invite guests to check in first, and then gather in the central hall when the event starts."

"Do we all live in different places?"

The driver nodded: "Yes, each small villa can only accommodate five to eight people. Mr. Katori also recommends that everyone use this number as a reference for team formation."

So, has the big game of secret rooms begun?

After winding around the courtyard for a few minutes, the sightseeing car stopped in front of a three-story house.

The stone pillars on both sides of the main entrance attracted Songxue's attention - the shape is very interesting, like some kind of animal in mythology.But she couldn't remember what it was for a while.

A translucent crystal ball was clamped on the base of the stone pillar, the color was dim and cloudy, judging from its size, it could almost be held in the hand.

It can be seen that Mr. Katori must have spent a lot of thought in building this paradise.

There is no handle outside the door, and it is not a sensor door, but a simple keyhole. Unless the visitor has a key, the door can only be opened from the inside.

Kaito walked in the front, tentatively raised his index finger and knocked on the door.

Boom, boom, a hollow sound echoed inside.

"Mr. Atobe, here are your keys." The driver respectfully handed the two keys to Atobe, "Please keep them safe until the end of the game."

"That is to say, we can divide into two groups at most." Baima said softly.

"Needless to say," Heiji's tone was brisk, and he put his arms around Conan's neck affectionately, "Of course I'm a peace worker... Uh, to be fair, I'm definitely going to be with Conan, right?"

Baima smiled: "Why do you think you have a better relationship with him? I thought Conan would be more familiar with Kudo-kun."

Kaito waved his hand and said generously, "It's okay, I won't compete with Hattori."

The other three watched the scene from the sidelines.

Songxue asked in a low voice: "Is this considered jealousy?"

Atobe looked sideways: "What kind of vinegar did you eat?"

She shook her head and said, you don't understand.

……

The living room is very spacious, the floor is covered with wooden floors, the central carpet is dark, with circles of irregular patterns, on which there is a coffee table, a semi-surrounding sofa and two single sofas.

The decoration of the room is very gorgeous, the sparkling crystal lamps are inlaid on the ceiling, and the furniture is made of antique mahogany, full of charm.There was also a fireplace in the corner, unlit, with some fine ornaments on the mantelpiece, and a few white candles to light.

Atobe sized it up with critical eyes, feeling slightly strange: "This nondescript combination...is it implying something?"

"Looking at these murals and decorations, they seem to imitate the style of British houses in the [-]th century, but the other decoration styles are very modern." The white horse held his chin, and his eyes scanned each piece of furniture one by one, "Maybe, in this house In it, there are clues related to the game."

Compared with the high spirits of the teenagers, Songxue looked very calm. After taking the luggage to the upstairs room and tidying it up, she returned to the living room.

She and Atobe, who had the same idea, met at the door and walked in together.

Although there are three floors, the third floor is actually an attic, and there is not much space for activities. On the second floor, there are five rooms. Songxue chose the only single room, thinking that there are four left, and the six of them will distribute them casually , It's enough.

Atobe swaggered on the single sofa that occupied the main seat, crossed his legs, and asked her, "Why don't you search with them?"

Songxue heard the commotion outside the living room, looked around subconsciously, and replied: "With them here, this kind of thing is not my turn."

She also sat down relaxed, stretched her legs, and fiddled with the pattern of the carpet: "How should I put it, maybe it's because I'm not a school of natural reasoning?"

"Last time, Ayanokouji, you were very active."

"That's different," Songxue said earnestly, "At that time, I have to clear myself of suspicion."

"...So, it's actually just being lazy." Atobe pointed out sharply.

Songxue smiled calmly: "Of course you have to paddle if you can paddle. It's hard for me to relax a bit?"

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Notice: There is no murder case in this article.

Because the main purpose of this article is to kill all evil at the root! (...and then it may be even harder _(:з」∠)_