intoxicating

——Enter Dreamland——

Gong Lingxi was lying on the bed in the hotel, the ceiling was changing with strange luster, which made him dizzy.So, he closed his eyes and withdrew his consciousness.

With a creak, someone passed by his door.

Gong Lingxi opened his eyes, the curtains were drawn, and the surroundings were pitch black, but he could still see the bookshelf not far away, which was quite old style, with exquisite flower patterns carved on the retro brown wood.

Seeing this scene that should not have happened again, Gong Lingxi was a little excited. If he could meet someone he knew, he would be able to pass the news on.

It's just that he didn't know this room, and he had never been there before.

Xiyou’s room is tidy, Yu Qiao’s room must have fashion magazines and cosmetics, Shang Liu’s room is full of mecha parts and models, and Huajian’s room is filled with all kinds of strange and unknown electronic equipment, leaf velvet, Although he has never been to the lady's room, it is not like Ye Rong's preference.

The only one who likes retro is probably An Lian. Gong Lingxi turned on the light and looked through the books on the bookshelf. There are no books related to religion, nor books on economics and mathematics, and it has nothing to do with An Lian.

But there was another person who had similar preferences. Thinking of this possibility, Gong Lingxi began to sweat coldly.

He took out another book and opened it. It was filled with another kind of text, which belonged to music. It was a piano score. He put the score back on the bookshelf, tried to move his eyes away from the bookshelf, and turned to the table.

There is a note on the table, open the paper, there is a line of words on it: I know your secret, eight o'clock in the evening, back garden.

Is this for him, or for Yan Qingyao?

Gong Lingxi looked up at the clock on the wall, it was six o'clock in the evening, it was time for dinner, thinking about it, he felt that he was getting hungry.

Walking out of the door, he found that the whole building was of a similar style, with brown wooden furniture and brown floors, as if he had come to an ancient building.

His room was on the second floor, and he walked up the stairs to the first floor, and then walked towards the crowded place.

A living room appears in front of you, with a wooden coffee table, a leather sofa, and a burning fireplace, all of which seem to be in a museum.

There were six people sitting on the sofa, most of them were very unfamiliar, only two people he had met before, one was Xiyou's senior sister Tang Yunzhi, and the other was Kuang Wan.

He had nothing to do with these two people, the only place he had to say where he met them was the spaceship trip a year ago.

He found an empty seat and sat down. The two of them didn't pay attention to him. One was reading a book, the other was flirting with a woman, but the other person who didn't know him asked, "Are you also a member of the museum club?"

"So, you too?"

"We are all."

He finally learned a more common thing, members of the museum club, but since joining this club, Gong Lingxi has done nothing except occasionally look for some ancient books.

Another man with brown curly hair said, "What the hell is the person who called us here thinking? He hasn't shown up yet?"

"Maybe it's a puzzle for us..." The man who answered Gong Lingxi before said, he was wearing ordinary sportswear, he looked like an ordinary office worker, and he had a very ordinary name, Zhao Fang.

As for the other curly-haired man, according to him, his name is Gold Beetle.

"Guessing riddles? It's better to come and enjoy my performance."

"What do you know?" Gong Lingxi asked.

The curly-haired man looked around the living room, only to find a piano, "I wanted you to appreciate my masterpiece, but there is only this broken piano here."

He went to the piano, opened the lid, and began to play.

The music can't be said to be soft, Yi Gongling hoped that he even wanted to use the piano to imitate the sawing sound of the violin and the noisy sound of the drum set.

"Stop..." Someone finally couldn't stand it anymore. It was a middle-aged man who yelled to stop. He looked restless. From his brow to every sweat hole, it showed that he had something on his mind. He didn't come here voluntarily. He wanted to leave. , but cannot leave.

His words had no effect, and the noise continued.

The middle-aged man walked to the piano and pressed the black and white keys with one hand, the music finally stopped, and the curly-haired man looked at him dissatisfied, "Sure enough, he is a boring uncle who doesn't understand appreciation, at your age, except for those few ups and downs Volt's line, what else do you know?"

"Who is he?" Gong Lingxi asked Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang said, "His name is Qian Guang, and he is the owner of a furniture store."

"He seems to be in a hurry, why doesn't he leave here?"

"It seems you don't know anything."

"What should I know?"

"This is an isolated island, and we are on a villa on an isolated island."

"No ships?"

"There was one, but someone took the boat away."

"Then how many people are there?" Since Tang Yunzhi and Kuang Wan pretended not to know him, he pretended to have just met.

"Well, his name is Kuang Wan. He is a dude. Next to him is his female companion named Chu Ying. As for the good student who is studying, her name is Tang Yunzhi. I heard that she is a detective."

detective? Excuseme?what game is this?

No, Tang Yunzhi didn't necessarily pretend not to know him, but really didn't know him. It's not like this kind of thing happened before.

In the previous dream, Zuo Xiyou misremembered what happened in reality, so it can be inferred that things that exist in reality may not necessarily exist here.

There are truths and falsehoods, half-truths and half-false, but if it were Mu Xi and the others, Gong Lingxi had a way to deduce the truth, and Mu Xi didn't need to hide it. Here, these places are full of strangers, but he doesn't know which ones. Which are true and which are false.

He could only know that in reality, Tang Yunzhi was a reliable person, and Xiyou's respect for her was not a lie. As for the others, he had no way of judging.

"After talking for so long, you still haven't said what you do?"

"Me? I'm a music student."

As soon as the golden beetle heard that there was someone of the same kind, he immediately became interested, and pulled Gong Lingxi to start discussing music, but the problem was that although it was all related to music, Gong Lingxi couldn't understand what he was talking about at all.

After he talked for more than ten minutes, Gong Lingxi couldn't help interrupting him, "Is there any dinner here?"

"in the kitchen."

Gong Lingxi got up and went to the kitchen, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 06:30, one and a half hours before eight o'clock.

There was leftover stew in the kitchen, Gong Lingxi ate some, and returned to the room where she woke up first, there was a sign on the room with his name on it, which meant that this was not Yan Qingyao’s room, but His room, the note was also his.

But what is his secret?

Is it related to his time travel?No, no one will find out about it.

That has something to do with mermaids, which is a reasonable guess.

Then came the question, who sent him this note, from the handwriting, he couldn't guess the person who wrote the note, he had never even seen the characters played by Tang Yunzhi and Kuang.

No, he should still test it.

He went back to the living room. Kuang Wan and Chu Ying were not there. Qian Guang was sitting there preoccupied. Gold Beetle found a guitar somewhere and was humming a ditty. Maybe he was frightened by Qian Guang's reaction. Now it's changed to soft music.

Tang Yunzhi maintained her reading posture and barely moved. Zhao Fang was not there, so it seemed that she had gone back to her room to rest.

After a while, Qian Guang also stood up and walked to the second floor.

Only Gong Lingxi, Golden Beetle and Tang Yunzhi were left in the room.

"You dropped something..." Gong Lingxi picked up a bookmark on the ground. The moment her hand touched the bookmark, it felt strange, and there seemed to be words on the back. He glanced at it, and Tang Yunzhi had already taken the bookmark.

She said, "Thank you."

If Gong Lingxi read it correctly, the bookmark reads, what was agreed, at 07:30 in the evening, in the back garden.

At a quarter past seven, it was only a quarter of an hour before 07:30.

Gong Lingxi went back to her room and looked at the note on her desk. The handwriting was the same, and it seemed that it was written by the same person. That's why Tang Yunzhi also received the note.

And it seemed that she had already met this person and had some agreement with him.

Should he check it out?

07:30 was approaching, Miya Lingxi opened the door and walked down the stairs.

Early the next morning, the two police officers came to the port. As soon as they boarded the ship, they saw that there were already people waiting for them on board.

"Irrelevant personnel, please don't let them in casually..." The tall man said to the sailors who were sailing.

"Yes, but he was sent by the military department."

"Army?" The tall man frowned. This man was wearing a military uniform, and he could recognize the opponent's rank at a glance. Lieutenant, he wasn't considered tall, but the question was who the opponent represented.

Soon, he learned the other party's name, Zuo Xiyou.

"Maybe you think you can do anything in the military department, but now this is our jurisdiction, you have to listen to us."

"Hey, are you threatening him like this?" Another one-eyed companion asked worriedly.

"The military department can't control us, and he is still far away from that position."

"This case involves military secrets, and you have no right to deal with it at will..." Zuo Xiyou said.

The tall man raised his eyebrows, "What secret, are you telling me?"

"No comment."

The tall man obviously has a bad temper, and he is very rude when he hates others, but One Eye knew that it would be no good to do so now, so he stopped him, and whispered to him, "A little girl from the military department, he will protect it if he wants to, and according to According to the news, she is not the most suspected murderer."

It took more than an hour for the boat to reach the isolated island, and it took a lot of time for the forensic doctor to examine the corpse.

"The time of death was from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] last night. The cause of death was a knife to seal the throat."

There were only seven people on the island, one died, and the remaining six were suspects.

The first person to be questioned was Chu Ying.

"What is your relationship with the dead?"

"We're dating."

"Where are you from seven to eight?"

"in the room."

The two police officers exchanged in low voices, "The murderer used a knife, and there is no knife in her belongings, and she doesn't seem to have practiced cold weapons."

——Then the second suspect, Qian Guang——

"Your identity?"

"A furniture dealer."

"What is your relationship with the dead?"

"I, I don't know him at all."

"Why are you here?"

"I, I received a threatening letter, it's all true..." The middle-aged man took out the threatening letter from his pocket.

The one-eyed police officer took a look, and said to the accompanying people, "Send it for inspection."

The third suspect, Zhao Fang——

"Did you know the deceased before?"

"I've heard of him, he's a bit famous."

"Just heard of it?"

"I'm just an ordinary office worker, how can I interact with him."

"Okay, let's take a look at your mental image."

Zhao Fang had no choice but to release the spiritual representation, and displayed a clay pot in front of everyone, "Look, this can only be used to hit people."

"Nonsense, you think we don't know ceramic knives?" The tall police officer stared at him.

"I, it's really not me, you have to believe me."

"Then seven to eight, where are you?"

"I'm resting in my room."

The fourth suspect, the golden beetle——

"You've been in the living room. Do you know what time they left?"

"The detective was the last to leave, around 07:30, and the one with the yellow hair left a little earlier than her."

"Then between seven o'clock and eight o'clock, who did you see going downstairs?"

"Yellow hair."

The fifth suspect, Tang Yunzhi——

"Your identity?"

"detective."

The tall man frowned displeasedly, but Zuo Xiyou was staring at this side, so he could only continue to ask, "What's your relationship with Kuang?"

"There have been some business contacts, and I have met at banquets."

"Then what enemies does he have?"

"People like him have enemies everywhere."

"It seems that you have a problem with him?"

"I'm just telling the truth, but I haven't had a chance to build an animosity with him yet."

"Maybe we just didn't see it."

"Ahem..." The one-eyed police officer reminded him aloud, and the current suspicion was pointing to another person. It's not a good thing to ask someone in the military department aggressively.

——The last suspect, Miya Lingxi——

"What is your relationship with the dead?"

"It's ok."

"Seven to eight, what are you doing?"

"I stayed in the living room until a quarter past seven, and went back to my room. At 07:30, I came down for a while, and at [-]:[-], I went back to my room."

"Then can you tell me, where are the 10 minutes that disappeared? What did you do?"

"I'm in the study on the first floor."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"I took the book from there, and there are notes I made in the book."

"Perhaps you have already taken it."

"There is no monitoring here, so there is indeed a possibility..." Gong Lingxi said, "But you can replay the scene, I heard that you have this ability."

"Unfortunately, there is no trace of you in the room."

Without a trace, it cannot be repeated.

"I'll ask again, where were you during these 10 minutes?"

"I'm in the study. If you ask me a few more times, it's still the same."

"Now the facts are very unfavorable to you. You'd better cooperate and fight for a commutation of sentence."

"But why did I kill Kuang Wan? I have no grudge against him."

"Everyone here has no enmity with Kuang, but he is still dead."

Two police officers took Gong Lingxi and were about to take him away when a man rushed in to report, "It's not good, send, the boat that brought us has drifted away."

"Have you checked for traces?"

"It was the rope that frayed and broke by itself."

"When will the next ship arrive?"

"Tomorrow morning."

The tall police officer scratched his hair irritably, "We'll have to wait another night."

"Anyway, people have caught it, so what if we wait one more night..." Cyclops persuaded.