dear archimedes

Chapter 59 The Adventures of Candy House (6)
Go to a warm corner to find a shelter.

The surrounding scenery is lonely

I can't see, I can't hear,
only the wind from afar

Sighing blown across the wasteland.

Zhen Ai and Yan Su followed the poem left by their brother to the castle to explore the secrets.

The ancient castle is of masonry structure, walking in the winding stone corridor at night, it is inevitable to have a thick and cold feeling.The storm outside seemed to always blow a dark wind from an invisible gap, and the lights in the corridor were flickering.Zhen Ai looked back from time to time, in the dim light, countless rooms with closed doors, like rows of eyes.

Ordinary people walking here would probably be scared out of their wits.

Seeing her turning her head again and again, Yan Su chuckled, "Afraid?"

"Huh?" She looked up at him, froze for a moment, then shook her head, "I'm not afraid at all." She has always been nervous.

He could tell from her usual voice and body language that she really wasn't afraid.He looked at the endless road ahead, and said meaningfully: "You are not afraid, but I am quite afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

He just smiled and didn't explain.He was afraid that the wax figure of Zhen Ai hidden under the white cloth would have any special meaning.

"If you're not afraid, why do you always look behind?"

"Remember the route."

"Don't worry, with me here, you won't get lost."

Zhen Ai suddenly remembered the fallacy he had made about the human brain's memory route that time when he fell asleep on his bed by going the wrong way, and asked, "So, the road you walked just now has been pictured in your head?"

He hummed.

"Then have you noticed that the road we have traveled is like the shell of a conch?"

Yan Su was taken aback for a moment, it was indeed like the pattern on a conch shell.A continuous line, looping round and round, infinitely close to the middle (end) point.There are countless fine lines intersecting between each circle of lines, which are intricate.

"It's quite similar." He smiled, "It's beautiful."

Zhen Ai nodded: "Yes, very beautiful."

Such a night, alone with him, is beautiful.

"When the sun goes down, the long grass, the ancient gray stones, go to a warm place..." Yan Su muttered to himself, which building in the square castle could see the sunset grass, the rocks on the island, and more deserted?
If this square castle were placed on a map, it would be tilted at 45 degrees with the point pointing straight up.The main entrance and the main castle are in the southeast direction in the lower right corner, facing the cliff, and no rocks can be seen.

It is the southwest direction that can see the sunset grass and the rocks on the island.the coolest...

"It's the westernmost corner." The two spoke in unison and smiled at each other.

"The westernmost is Fort No. 7, let's go there." He continued to move forward, his eyes accidentally sweeping over the candlesticks on the wall.Only then did I realize that the pattern had been seen many times.Intricate circular pattern of thorns and spiderweed, with two large central letters L and C, and a row of small characters.

It is the family crest.

Yan Su looked at it carefully, retracted his gaze, and said casually, "So it's Lancelot."

Zhen Ai paused suddenly, and Yan Su noticed it: "What's wrong?"

She didn't want to hide it, and told the truth: "In the story of King Arthur, the most heroic knight, Lancelot, abducted Queen Guinevere. This is also the starting point of the end of the Kingdom of Arthur. I always heard this story when I was a child, and the organization has always There is a saying: Every traitor like Lancelot must be eradicated."

"It's no wonder that when the butler conveyed this sentence, the expressions of the others changed."

"My brother and I are traitors to the organization. I don't understand why he called me here."

Why did you call her here?
An ominous premonition flashed in Yan Su's mind again, and he glanced at the family emblems that can be seen everywhere in the castle, capitalized L and C.This family is so weird that even the letter C is capitalized...

The specious legend of the castle, the key of Caesar's cipher, the ancient family emblem, the strange surname, the meaning of the brother's cipher...

He thumped suddenly, and suddenly understood why Zhen Ai's brother chose this place.Her brother didn't hide the money here regardless of her safety, maybe the meaning of the password is...

His mind suddenly went blank, and he refused to believe his guess.In fact, it is very simple to prove.Just ask Zhen Ai a question.

But at this moment, he dared not ask.

But Zhen Ai whispered: "Hey, what happened to the boxer's wax figure?"

Looking back, I found that they had already walked to the hall. Some of the entrances to the 13 corridors are empty, while others have wax figures.The wax figure of a boxer at the entrance to the first corridor, with a tomato smashed on his head, his face covered in red juice.

The two looked at each other, felt bad, and immediately ran in along the first corridor.As the housekeeper said, there were indeed countless forks in the road, but fortunately, he had a strong sense of direction.

The corridor was longer than they imagined, and soon they saw the door of Boxer's room at the end, but suddenly there was a man screaming "Ah!!!"

Yan Su's face was cold, and he couldn't help clenching his fists. Zhen Ai suddenly felt a pain, and felt that his hand was about to be crushed by him.

She also panicked, if another person died like this, Yan Su would die of anger.

The boxer's room is on the first.When they arrived, people in the other rooms opened the doors and leaned out.

Zhen Ai took a glance, everyone was there, including the housekeeper and the maid at the farthest end.

Everyone quickly gathered in front of Boxer's room door and knocked on the door: "Mr. Boxer! Mr. Boxer!" Several people went up to twist the door lock, but there was no response, and there was no movement inside.

The kindergarten teacher yelled at the butler: "Key!"

"Only one."

"Get out of the way." Yan Su coldly ordered.

Everyone froze for a second, then moved away immediately.

Yan Su went over and shook the door lock, it was really locked.With a sullen face, he took a step back, and suddenly kicked open the ancient wooden door.

The door panel fell down with a bang.

The room was brightly lit, and Boxer, with his feet toward the door and his head toward the window, fell on his back.There was a big hole in the head, and the blood was dripping.

As in his profession, the boxer was thumped to death.

The people outside the door exclaimed, and just about to rush in, Yan Su scolded in a cold voice: "No one is allowed in." Everyone stopped immediately.

He went and felt for Boxer's pulse, dead, still warm.Went to check the windows again, all locked.

Zhen Ai stood at the door in disbelief.When there were screams in the room, she could see clearly from the corridor, and the door had never been opened.

The doors and windows are locked from the inside, so where is the murderer?
The people outside also saw something strange and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The writer was surprised: "Murder in a secret room?"

The model rolled her eyes: "Have you written too many novels? Someone must have killed him, and then ran back to his room before we left the room, pretending to come out after hearing the sound."

The kindergarten teacher raised an objection: "When I heard the screams, I just came out of the bathroom, was close to the door, and opened the door in less than a second. There was no one in the corridor."

Everyone opened the door within a few seconds, and they all testified.

Zhen Ai: "Yes. Yan Su and I ran from the corridor. After Boxer screamed, the door of his room was never opened, and no one came in or came out."

The lawyer speculated: "Could it be through the window? But there is a cliff outside."

Yan Su came from the window with a bad expression: "The window is locked from the inside, it is impossible to open the window. The room is airtight."

The actor had just taken a shower, still wrapped in a towel, tied very low, and his chest was bulging and wet.Several men present couldn't help but look at her a few more times. The undulating curves under the thin towel were very attractive.

She pretended to be shy and touched her face: "Because I was worried when I heard the cry, I ran out immediately, and I didn't have time to change my clothes."

The women didn't respond, and the men were very tolerant.

The actor twisted towards Yan Su in an S-shape: "What murder in a secret room? Maybe the boxer committed suicide!"

Yan Su didn't look at her, and did not hide his contemptuous tone: "Please use your brain to think. The boxer's head was hit by something very powerful, his skull was shattered, and he died on the spot. May I ask where is his suicide weapon?"

The surroundings of the dead body were clean, except for a large amount of blood next to the brain, there were no other traces.Not to mention heavy objects such as hammers, there are not even small blades.

The actor blushed and pulled up the towel unhappily, so he couldn't see anything.

The host chimed in: "The boxer's suicide weapon is...his own fist. He..."

"Please don't expose your IQ again." Yan Su coldly and quickly interrupted him, as if hearing one more word would make his ears hurt, "His fists are clean and there is no trace of blood."

The host blushed.

Zhen Ai was slightly surprised, the volume of her speech was not high from the beginning to the end, and the speed of her speech was not fast, even slow or slow.But she still heard the ruthless and forbeared anger from his unhurried but freezing words.

She knew that he was angry that another person was killed under his nose, and it was actually a murder in a secret room.

It's not his fault.

The people around were silent, looking at Yan Su vigilantly and timidly, and finally understood what it means to not get angry and be proud.

Yan Su ignored everyone, his eyes calmly fell on the boxer's supine body.It's so clean, the site is so clean!No mess at all, one hit kills.Efficient and fast, not a temporary idea.

The murderer attacked the dead head-on, very bold; but who can beat a boxer with a single punch?
What's even more strange is that not only did he not seem to fight back, he didn't even seem to be struggling.

Still thinking about it, when Zhen Ai said lightly, it was to other people: "Now do you agree with the rest of the people to stay in the living room together? Not long ago, you said that it is safest to go back to your room and lock the door, now what?" ? Heh, if you hadn't been so stubborn in the beginning, you wouldn't be dead now."

Yan Su was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood that she said all this because of him.

His heart suddenly warmed up.

"Ai..." He went to pull her, but she was suffocating, not only for the dead, but also for the self-blame. She was heartbroken and couldn't help it.

"If there is anyone who is unwilling to stay in the room by himself, I think this person is not brave, but because he is a murderer and wants to kill."

As soon as this was said, no one dared to raise any objections.

Maid: "Then let's all change and go to the living room!"

"Wait a minute." Zhen Ai smiled slowly, "Let's go to each room to search for the murder weapon that killed Boxer."

The grandfather clock in the living room ticks zero.After checking the room, the group found nothing and sat in the living room together.

The storm outside the window intensified, and the maid brought snacks, fruit, hot tea and coffee milk.

The castle was deserted, so she added more beech wood to the fireplace, and drew thick curtains by the way, shutting out the wind, rain and turbulent sea.

The living room is full of warmth, as warm as a haven in the sea.

Perhaps the warmth and fatigue dispelled everyone's defenses, and the fellow travelers who only talked in general along the way began to chat.Different from previous jokes, everyone chatted about their own life experiences, adding some feelings and experiences from time to time.

Models and actors talk about the hardships of entering the industry, kindergarten teachers talk about strict parents, writers talk about the loneliness of writing, lawyers talk about conscience that is difficult to stick to, and hosts talk about involuntary pandering.

Yan Su listened casually, thinking about other things.

He was not sure if the same person was responsible for the three murders, but the three cases had one thing in common—the scene was orderly, and the deceased was almost powerless to resist.

The murderer used auxiliary drugs?

Yan Su did not observe anything unusual on the surface of the deceased.Now there is no forensic doctor and equipment, and it cannot be tested.

In the doctor's case, if the boxer and the kindergarten teacher next to him told the truth and didn't notice the difference, how did the murderer kill the doctor with a clear sense of health in the dark without arousing the vigilance of the people around him?
The death of the racer is also weird, if the lady maid told a lie and she was the murderer, how could she subdue the racer without leaving a trace and tie the living man to the turbo?
If the maid lady told the truth, one of these people must know that the racer was on board.After returning to his room from the restaurant, he went out to kill the racer.But why deliberately hang the wax figure on the cable?
Boxer's case was even stranger.The doors and windows were locked, everyone was outside the room, and the deceased was attacked and fell down.The house is a secret room, how did the murderer and the murder weapon disappear out of thin air?

Everyone searched the house one by one together, but did not find the murder weapon.

Yan Su could probably tell who was the policeman and who was sent by the organization.But these three cases don't seem to have anything to do with them, or, where did he think wrong?
On the opposite side, the host chatted excitedly and said something strange: "Do you know? The dead boxer and the doctor knew each other before."

"Know him?" Everyone looked at him in unison.

The host likes to be watched by others, and instantly regained his best performing state, and explained miraculously: "The boxer used to be famous, and he performed well in the ring, but his character was not good off the stage. Before getting married, he ate, drank, prostituted and gambled Do it all."

The kindergarten teacher recalled and added: "I heard that he hit and killed a college girl while drinking and driving."

"But you don't know the inside information." The host took a sip of the cocktail, his cheeks glowing red, "He didn't drink and drive, but fell in love with a beautiful girl in the bar. She was a part-time worker, not a prostitute, but he took that girl Forced. The girl wanted to call the police, but Boxer ran over her in a hurry."

The writer chimed in: "What does that have to do with the doctor?"

"The girl was not killed by a collision," the host said. "She was in a coma for many days in the ICU, her spine was broken, and her leg was amputated. The girl's family is going to sue the boxer for $2000 million in damages."

Actor: "I guess, the boxer asked the doctor to kill the girl in order to lose less money?"

Seeing the beauty speak, the host immediately smiled courteously: "Ms. Actress is smart."

"So, the girl's attending doctor is the doctor who traveled with us?" The model looked at the host curiously, not quite believing what he said, "How do you know?"

The host didn't like the model's questioning very much, so he suppressed his smile: "I'm in this business, of course I'm well-informed. I also know that he intentionally bumped into someone, but he got away with drunk driving. Of course, he still lost some money. He sighed, "Since then, he changed his ways, gave up all his bad habits, got married, and became a good husband. However, looking at it today, the doctor and the boxer can be regarded as guilty of years ago!"

As soon as they talked about their regrets, everyone picked up the tea and drank it slowly, without saying a word.

Yan Su and Zhen Ai looked at each other quietly, is this story true or false?Was it related to the deaths of those two?What about racers?What did he die for?

Things seem to have light, but also seem to be more foggy.

The lawyer said softly: "Although I don't know what the race car driver has done, the murderer doesn't mean that he only kills people who have done bad things?"

After hearing the words, everyone guessed and became nervous.

The steward frowned, stiff and serious: "Even for wicked people who have committed crimes, only God can punish them. Personal punishment in the name of justice is all selfish desires, far from the righteous way. Besides, as long as you sincerely repent, God will forgive you. The heart bears and saves all sin."

Yan Su and Zhen Ai don't believe in religious doctrine, so they don't comment on this, but they agree with some truths that Mr. Steward said.

These righteous words echoed in the living room, and the hearts of everyone present were slightly shaken.

The actor lowered his head with emotion, and raised it after a long time: "I have done bad things before. Maybe the murderer here knows and will kill me next time. But I still want to treat you as members of the mutual aid group, Confession with me... When I was competing for a role, I found someone to slander another actress with vicious rumors, her career was hit hard, and then... I heard that she committed suicide. Maybe it's retribution, I haven't been popular for so many years However, there are no memorable works.”

The people around were silent, but not surprised.

The preschool teacher held the actor's hand and comforted: "As long as you sincerely repent, you will be forgiven." Others echoed.

At this time, everyone, who was calm on the surface but suffering from psychological pressure, "opened" their hearts one by one to the strangers they met during the journey and never saw again, but it was hard to tell whether it was true or not.

The model said that she had caused the sisters who walked on the runway to fall off the stage and left the modeling circle;
The writer said that after reading a friend's draft, he stole his idea and published it, and broke up with his friend since then;
The preschool teacher said she beat and scolded a child;
The lawyer said he had helped the company evade taxes;

The host said that he had reported false news, causing netizens to personally attack the person involved.

Yan Su lowered his eyes and listened, not disturbed.

The preschool teacher asked, "Where is Mr. Logician? Have you ever done anything wrong?"

Yan Su raised his eyes and said flatly, "No."

Two words easily, without hesitation.

Everyone's complexion became subtle, it was clear that they didn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)