Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, until Gojo Satoru's open hem was covered with snow, Machima said: "No need."

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Eh? Why?"

He looked at the place where Mazima's eyes fell, and pulled off a large snowflake with his hands, and waved to her again, saying, "Come on, come on."

Macchima: "..."

In the end, under Gojo Satoru's stalking, Maqima got into Gojo Satoru's coat, relying on Gojo Satoru's body temperature to keep warm.

There is a saying that Machima doesn't feel the cold very much, but just thinks that Gojo Satoru might be warmer if they get together.

The two came to the manor for the second time. Compared with last week, the service staff at the front desk did not change. They were still the same person, and even the business-like smile on their faces remained the same.

After getting the room key and seeing off the service staff, the two first went to the backyard of the manor to observe the corpse, and it was still no different from what they saw last week.

When Zhou Mu saw the corpse for the first time, it was only for a moment, and it was cleaned up before they had time to observe. They only knew that the ax handle on the chest was facing upwards.

This time, I can observe carefully for a while.

Judging from the appearance of the corpse, this person should have been dead not long ago. It looked like a few hours, and it was such a harsh environment with wind and snow. It stands to reason that the murderer should not have left the mountain.

But they didn't see anyone else when they came to the manor, and there was no one on the mountain outside the manor.

The observation was soon forced to end because someone discovered the body. At this time, Gojo Satoru was already sitting on the bed in the room, and said, "If you look at it this way, the murderer is still in this manor."

Exactly the same manor, exactly the same characters, exactly the same plot.

It's really an endless cycle of reincarnation.

He added: "Spells cannot be used here, and it is really difficult to kill everyone at once."

As long as one person is killed, he will be forced to reincarnate into the next week. This is the conclusion drawn after killing one person in the last week.

Gojo Satoru fell headfirst on the soft quilt, and let out a muffled voice: "Isn't there a more obvious hint..."

Mazima was also sitting by the bed: "Obviously, the purpose of trapping us here will not be achieved."

Gojo Wu heard the words and turned over on the bed: "Well, what do you think the purpose of that guy named Bo is to prevent us from going out?"

Machima first corrected Gojo Gosho's name: "It's called Poe. If it is said that this was originally written to Mr. Edogawa Ranpo, then judging from Mr. Po's action of writing the letter of challenge, his first purpose must be It is to make the other party unable to crack."

Speaking of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help thinking, if the direction of Poe's script is not to be deciphered, then just think in a direction that ordinary people would not think about.

The white-haired man pulled the pillow under his head and said, "If that's the case, then that slope should be designed in a direction that you wouldn't normally think about, right?"

Machima: "You're right."

Gojo Satoru:?

Maqima explained: "Actually, I've been thinking, obviously I know that everyone here is not the murderer, but the murderer is in this manor."

"After we came to this world, we didn't get any memory about the original owner. What is Mr. Poe trying to hide?"

Gojo Satoru frowned slightly: "It's not that he didn't think about it?"

Maqima shook her head: "Before I entered the book, I saw that it was a very thick book, so I didn't even reveal the identity of the protagonist."

She thought about it, and said again: "The day Wu was ill, I went down the mountain."

The white-haired man jumped up from the bed suddenly: "You went down the mountain?!"

You know, after the ability is disabled, Maqima and him are just ordinary people with better physical fitness, and the murderer is on this mountain, and he must have a murder weapon in his hand.

The environment outside is very harsh. The strong snowstorm has never stopped, and the sky is always dark. I can't help but catch a cold easily and get lost.

When he was sick, Maqima even went down the mountain alone to investigate.

This made Gojo Satoru feel an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"There are people living at the foot of the mountain, and they seem to recognize us. This is probably also the setting in the book."

"Mr. Ke Po deliberately blocked the memory of the original owner for us, which means that something happened before that should not be revealed."

Maqima didn't tell the whole story, even the existence of the old man at the bottom of the mountain and the shop was covered with a thick layer of mosaic.

Outside the window is still the scene of snow and wind, and the sound of "rumbling" thunder can be heard. If it is really dangerous to go down the mountain at this time, it will be very dangerous for ordinary people.

But Maqima is a dominating demon, she is not afraid of these.

The dominating demon is powerful because the world has laws, just like the dark demon is so strong because there is no light in hell.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized something: "You mean..."

Maqima turned her head, her golden eyes looked directly at the man's blue eyes, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised: "Since everyone is not a murderer, then we have to doubt ourselves, can't we?"

The murderer was among the two of them.

Or maybe both.

This is also a reasonable answer. Everything seems to be a bureau of Po's subordinates. If they are aware of it, they will be forced to commit suicide. If they are not aware of it, they will probably stay in this world forever.

Gojo Satoru asked: "...Among us, one of us is the murderer?"

Maqima nodded: "It should be like this, or both of them."

Gojo Satoru said again: "But if you die in this world, can you return to the original world intact?"

Machima replied, "I don't know."

The two asked and answered several times.

"Will we in that world die after suicide?"

"Probably so."

Gojo Satoru fell into doubt.

In the world in the book, the risk of suicide is absolutely huge, but if you don't try to commit suicide, you may never get out.

They were in a stalemate, unable to advance or retreat.

First of all, it is impossible for him to let Maqima die, this matter is too risky, if there must be someone to break this deadlock, it must be him.

Gojo Satoru immediately said, "Then I will..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Maqima: "I'll come first."

Of course Gojo Satoru disagreed, and asked her instead: "What if the murderer wasn't you?"

Maqima tilted her head: "Then what if it's not Wu?"

"..."

"If it wasn't for me, I might still be alive in the next week. If so, you can commit suicide again."

"But what if you really die? No one knows what will happen if you die in this world."

"Don't try after that enlightenment, just stay in this world."

"It's unreasonable, I'll go first."

The atmosphere was very tense. Obviously, both of them were worried about letting the other party try first. Maqima sighed and spoke.

"I think death may only exist in this world. If I don't succeed in deciphering it after I commit suicide, Enlightenment can continue, and then I should be able to leave here."

"The rules of the script are just like this, not dead, but liberated."

Machima knew that Poe would never lie about the way to clear the level, because it was probably related to the activation of the ability, and the script would follow the rules Poe said.

Unlike Gojo Satoru, Machima was already sure of her murderer's identity at this time, but she didn't tell Gojo Satoru everything, she could only convince him in this way.

Mazima raised her hand, made a wooden warehouse gesture, and slowly moved to the position of her temple.

The room suddenly became silent, and the clock hanging on the wall kept making "tick-tick-tick" sounds, and even this sound was exactly the same as last week's goal.

The light of the crystal lamp was warm yellow, and the woman's original orange-pink hair was covered with a layer of gold, which seemed to be rendered orange-red.

Gojo Satoru noticed it the moment Machima raised his hand, because no magic power was needed, so Machima's ability could still be used.

He groaned inwardly, and stretched out his hand to stop her, but the joke-like onomatopoeia had already come out of the other party——

"--boom."

A large amount of blood spattered, Gojo Satoru felt his heart stop suddenly, followed by an unknown pain, he seemed to be gripped by something in his throat, his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a word at all sound.

Machima was dead, and he was in front of her, but he couldn't stop her.

What a ridiculous thing this is for the strongest magician.

He can't even protect the people in front of him. Can he deserve the title of strongest?

Gojo Satoru's world suddenly became silent.

Feeling helpless and powerless, he remembered the previous dream, and he seemed to be so helpless watching Mazima gradually disappear.

But what he didn't know was that when these feelings emerged like a tide, it only took a short second.

In the next second, he only felt that the scene in front of him changed from blood all over the ground to pitch black. When he opened his eyes, Mazima was standing in front of him.

Probably because the field of vision just now was too dark, and the sudden stimulation by the light made Gojo Satoru feel uncomfortable in his eyes.

"Oh, back."

Gojo Satoru turned his head and saw Ranpo Edogawa sitting leisurely on the sofa eating potato chips, and they jumped out of the books on the coffee table.

A familiar voice came from next to my ear: "I've returned to the real world, Wu."

A familiar face, a familiar voice, a familiar smile.

Only then did he realize that he had already left the world in the book, this was the Armed Detective Agency, Edogawa Ranpo, who was waiting for them to save him, was waiting for them to come out.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru didn't speak, Maqima started a topic of her own: "It seems like something real."

But the next moment, she was hugged by someone.

It was still the irresistible force that tightly encircled her back. Because she was too close, Maqima knew very well that the other party's breathing was not steady at the moment, and even her heartbeat was not quite right.

Looked terrified.

After all, cats always blow their hair when they are frightened.

Maqima raised her hand, stroked the back of the white-haired man, and comforted in a soft voice: "Okay, okay, it's all right."

Gojo Satoru's voice was muffled: "...Do you think I'm a child?"

That is to say, coaxing is useless.

Just as Machima wanted to continue talking, she was interrupted by Edogawa Ranpo who was watching a show on the sofa: "What are you doing! Doesn't Ranpo-sama, the No.1 detective in my world, exist?!"

Mr. Ranbu, who was slapped with a mouthful of dog food for no reason, is very, angry, angry! !

Edogawa Ranpo immediately started chasing people away: "Don't make out here, go back to Tokyo!"

One of the few people who sees through everything: Edogawa Ranpo.