I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

This [Hell Room] feels like this to people.

Its regional shape is actually more like a hammer, similar to the one held by Thor in the Marvel movies.

Serabel and others are now entering from the end of the hammer's handle, passing through a long and narrow corridor with various medieval armors or demon sculptures placed on both sides.

There is no headlight illumination, only the faint light from the square reminder lights that appear on the floor and walls on both sides at regular intervals embellishes its general outline, which looks particularly permeable in such a depressing environment.

"It feels like if I keep going like this, I will really reach some kind of hell..."

Sonoko deliberately lowered her voice and whispered in the ear of her best friend in a tone commonly used by evil old witches in cartoons.

She had always known that Xiaolan was afraid of ghosts, so she deliberately scared her like this.

But what Yuanzi didn't expect was that Xiaolan actually joked back with a smile.

"Hey~ Can we still meet the legendary Izanami?"

"About, maybe?" Miss Suzuki was slightly startled, "Speaking of which, Lan, why aren't you afraid at all? If I remember correctly, Lan, shouldn't you be very afraid of ghosts?"

"Well?"

Xiaolan put her index finger on the corner of her lips and thought seriously.

"But the rumor is that there is armor here that can move on its own, isn't it?"

"Uh……"

Ahaha~

Conan beside him twitched the corner of his mouth silently and raised his half-moon eyes silently.

Sonoko didn't understand the logic, but he did.

Because ghosts are incorporeal things and cannot be attacked with karate, they are afraid of them.

But the armor is solid, and you can use karate to hit it and deal violent damage, so don't be afraid.

This is reasonable.

So several boys and girls continued to move forward as if they were participating in a courage test.

But the exhibition hall is just an exhibition hall after all, and it cannot grow into a tunnel through the mountain. However, after a while, the five people arrived at the final treasure trove.

Hanging in the center of the wall at the end of the exhibition hall is a huge painting called "God's Punishment". In the picture, a dying demon is pierced by a knight with a long sword on the war-scarred city wall behind him. The knight turns around and leaves, his armor stained with demons. The expression of the blood almost overflows the frame.

And the placement of this painting is also very subtle, because it is placed at the end of [Hell Room], and the knight in the painting is walking out, and there are countless people placed on both sides of the painting. The demon statue means that those who want to escape from hell need to kill countless demons before they can truly leave.

It’s very meaningful...

Just as Conan was thinking this, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Tick.

The faint sound of liquid dripping sounded in the dark space. It was slightly different from the water dripping on the ground. It was a richer and more viscous liquid.

At the same time, Serabel's voice came from above.

"Oh haha, I finally found it."

"...What did you find?" Conan asked subconsciously.

"Corpse."

! ! ?

The news of the explosion caused a huge shock in the pupils of the four people, and for a while, several eyes in the small space gathered in unison.

Serabel's expression remained normal, and she calmly raised her thumb and pointed to her right side.

In the darkness less than thirty centimeters to the right of his right shoulder, a fat corpse that had completely lost all vitality was standing side by side with them. Its head was lowered and its pupils were dilated. The huge knight's sword penetrated the throat, and the smell was thick. The blood was dripping down the hem of his clothes onto the floor below.

It was the boss Manaka who had appeared in the first exhibition hall before and had the ambition to transform the art museum into a hotel.

But he is already dead now, very dead.

After two seconds of polite silence, the two young girls Xiaolan and Yuanzi covered their mouths with their hands, and then burst out into the world's top sopranos.

"ah!!!!!"

……

Fifteen minutes later, everyone gathered in the exhibition hall on the first floor of the art museum, and sirens were blaring outside the gate.

The police came with an old acquaintance. It was the Memu Police Department who came to take charge of the bathroom murder case at the Rice Flower Cafe last weekend.

He is still wearing the brown suit and a round hat of the same color on his head. He is also chubby, except for his fat face, which is not angry or intimidating.

The Megure Police Department came straight to Director Ochiai, who was standing in the middle of the front row, and said with a serious face.

"So, has anyone seen anything about the murderer?"

"I've checked them all, but they all said they didn't see it." Director Ochiai shook his head slightly.

But this is also an expected answer.

After all, the art museum’s business is already sluggish. In order to save expenses, it has not hired too many people. In order to be able to close the museum smoothly in ten days, almost all the staff in the art museum today are busy packing up the art works, one by one in the exhibition hall. After cleaning up, [Hell Room] is the last exhibition hall in the queue.

"But I think the cameras in the museum might capture it."

Two hours ago, Iijima, an art museum staff member who was in the exhibition hall with Director Ochiai and denounced the boss Manaka for his lack of martial ethics, said. At the same time, he pointed at the boxes at regular intervals along the four sides of the ceiling in the exhibition hall. A high-definition camera with a 45-degree downward angle covering the entire field without blind spots.

"In order to prevent artworks from being stolen, we have installed quite a few cameras in the venue, including those in the Hell Room, which may capture the faces of prisoners."

"Is there a camera?"

After catching the key words, the police department's eyes lit up.

"Great, take us to see it quickly!"

So the case handling location was quickly moved from the exhibition hall to the monitoring room. More than a dozen people crowded into the small space and stared at the screen divided into more than [-] small sections in front of them, not daring to express their anger.

Retrieve the surveillance video and click to start playing.

The scene is a familiar [Hell Room].

In the picture, Boss Manaka seemed to be invited here alone. When he appeared on the surveillance screen, he looked around for a while. After confirming that the person who asked him had not arrived yet, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and took out one to smoke.

But before he could light the cigarette, a terrifying scene suddenly happened.

I saw the medieval armor behind Boss Manaka in the posture of a knight holding a sword. Suddenly it started to move on its own. He swung the knight's sword and aimed it at the back with a heavy slash. As blood spurted out, the armor quickly jumped forward and slashed with the sword again. On the former's chest, he finally strangled the neck of the seriously injured Boss Manaka who was unable to resist, and stabbed him through the throat, nailing him to death next to the famous painting "God's Punishment".

Even the final execution moves completely correspond to the scenes on Scourge.

How bloody, how cruel!

Even the police department, who was accustomed to seeing dead people, couldn't help but look away slightly in phantom pain.

Sera Masumi also had his eyelids twitching: "Who on earth could commit such a ruthless murder..."

"Bet fifty cents that the prisoner is Director Ochiai."

After Serabel finished speaking, she thought for a moment and then added lightly.

"Forget it, just one piece, no more."?

Chapter 22 The ultimate spear

Serabel's voice was not loud, but in the small monitoring room, the volume was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Without any hesitation, Iijima was the first to stand up and loudly deny the former's assertion.

"Impossible! How could Director Ochiai do such a thing? You are totally talking nonsense!"

Although his face was full of indignation, he still maintained a considerable degree of politeness in his words, and his personal emotions did not affect his professionalism as an art museum staff member.

At the same time, several other art museum staff members in the surveillance room also cast unkind glances. Apparently, Director Ochiai was indeed an outstanding and highly respected leader in their minds.

Anyone would be dissatisfied if the person they longed to follow was slandered as a murderer.

"That's right, the curator is not that kind of person!"

"You say that and you have evidence!"

Opposition voices like these were heard in the control room for a while, as if there was a criticism meeting.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi also looked slightly worried, not knowing what to do about the current situation.

Conan even held his chin and frowned, looking thoughtful.

Only Sera Masumi didn't react at all, and just stared at the screen with wide eyes.

Based on her understanding of Serabel after spending so many years together, it is clear that this guy's thinking has always been like a straight highway, extremely fast but not complicated. Once it is said so conclusively, it must be because of something extremely obvious. flaw.

But where is this so-called flaw? Damn it, if only I were a blind monk, I could discover Hua Dian immediately...

"Okay, okay, everyone, please don't argue."

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the Memu Police Department stepped forward to temporarily calm the situation, and then turned to Serabel, who had her hands in her pockets beside the tiger-toothed girl, as if she didn't know what an opponent was, and her tone was a little solemn.

"That brother Sera, after all, there is no basis for identifying the prisoner. You still need evidence."

"evidence?"

Serabel breathed out silently, raised her hand and poked the empty space with her index finger. The screen displayed the time in the upper right corner of the scene where Boss Manaka was stabbed to death by a sword on the large surveillance screen in front of her. She turned to look at Iijima who was breathing heavily beside her. et al.

"Look, the time when the deceased was killed was nine o'clock in the morning. Tell me, what were you doing at that time?"

"What else can I do? Of course I'm cleaning up the art." Iijima frowned.

This is the truth, because the museum will close in ten days, so they expect to clear out all the exhibition halls within five days.

After all, there are many other things to pack and take away.

For example, the first exhibition hall is full of fine art paintings which are relatively light and easy to put away. However, when the subsequent exhibition halls are full of solid sculptures, even four or five adult men may not be able to lift them easily. , each requires a lot of effort, and the construction period is quite tight. It is impossible to fish in troubled waters.

"Very good, you're packing up the art, right?"

Serabel pushed aside the people in front of her and came to the monitoring console. She operated the monitoring software to reduce the monitoring screen between hells, and then called up the monitoring screen of the second exhibition hall [Earth Room] at the same time.

In the picture, Iijima and others are working together to lift this huge pottery jar onto a trolley.

Then he gently turned to the right. In the next surveillance screen, Sonoko and others, including Serabel herself, were visiting [Sky Room] at that time.

Everyone is present in both scenes except Director Ochiai.

"Okay, do you understand this?"

Serabel took two steps back and gently covered her mouth and yawned.

"There is no need for any reasoning at all. It only takes two steps. First of all, let's make sure that the boss Manaka in the picture is obviously invited to hell, and the person present who can date him is most likely to seduce him. That’s Director Ochiai.”

"Then use the elimination method to exclude you who were busy packing up the art at the time of the incident, then exclude us who happened to be wandering around the sky at the time, and finally exclude the Megure Police Department and others who just arrived...Okay, Even if I am a border shepherd, I can find the murderer for you."

"..."

"..."

One thing to say, indeed.

Although the process is very simple and rough, like forcing the addition and subtraction learned in elementary school to solve the linear equation of one variable learned in junior high school, you can't say that he is wrong.

"...No, there is another person who is not present!" Iijima suddenly said, "Kubota! Kubota doesn't appear in the picture! That means he is also suspected!"

"What? I didn't kill anyone!"

Kubota, who was blocked outside the human wall and could not see anything because of his thin body, thought that nothing would happen to him. Unexpectedly, his name was called without any warning, and he couldn't help but defend himself loudly.

"But you are still suspicious!" Iijima turned to yell and yelled, "Don't think I don't know, you and that guy Manaka also have grudges! That guy Manaka knows that you are secretly taking out the art museum's works and selling them for money. , so he used this as an excuse to blackmail you for a large sum of money, right?!"

"This, this..."

Kubota suddenly got stuck.

Serabel sighed again, raised her hand as if searching for something in a bag, passed her arm through the gap between the crowd, grabbed Kubota who was blocked on the outside, and easily pulled him in like a monkey and pushed him in front of Iijima.

"I'm wondering if you are a pig. Do you want to take another look at the scene of the crime? It's a medieval armor. With this guy's physique, not to mention whether he can walk in it, his height alone is enough. It doesn’t fit. Can my feet reach the bottom of the boots when I put them on? Can my head poke out the collar? Can I see things? Is it really not hanging in the middle by the review outline of the ditch theorem? And even if it can be seen, If you make a big move like the one in the picture where you jump and fall to the ground, are you sure the helmet won't fly out because it's not worn securely?"

"This is the most basic common sense, my friend." Serabel added.

"..."

Now Iijima was also stuck.