Chapter 8 Section 3

I sat on a bench and looked at the flower beds full of sunflowers.There is a park-sized courtyard on the east side of Mizushima Residence.There are winding paths looming among the green lawns, and there is a small fountain in the middle of the lawn. "Have you never heard of the word chamber of secrets?" I asked Xiaolu beside me. She looked ahead and nodded.Perhaps frightened by the sight of the corpse, she hardly spoke, pale and bloodless, standing beside me like a ghost. "And what about the deduction? Do you know this type of novel?" She still shook her head feebly.

"Oh..." I turned my gaze to the flower bed again. There are many people in the world who do not read books, and it is not surprising that people who are not interested in mystery novels gather together today.However, none of them had ever heard of the term "secret chamber murder", which was abnormal no matter how they thought about it.That's all for the Mizushima family. Although the police look down on Benge mystery novels, at least one or two people will know the existence of such novels. "Go to the library." I stood up. "The library...what are you going to do?" Xiaolu finally spoke.

"Some things need to be confirmed." Xiaolu and I hailed a taxi in front of Mizushima Mansion and went straight to the library. When I got to the library, I looked around and took a deep breath.It still smells like a dilapidated classroom, just like yesterday when I got lost.More precisely, the smell of wax applied to wooden floors.When I stepped into the bookshelves, I felt a sense of tension that I was about to step into the vast forest. I go to the service desk.There was only one woman in a brown cardigan, about forty years old, with heavy makeup, thick powder, and bright lipstick.

"Excuse me, is there such a category as mystery novels?" The female librarian frowned and asked, "What?" "Benge mystery novel." "What novel is that?" "A novel aimed at revealing the truth of the murder." I said so, but I was not confident.There are different opinions about the concept of Benge mystery novels.Of course, this was the case in the world I used to live in. "About the murder..." The female librarian thought for a while, walked to the service desk, and said, "Come with me." She took us to a bookshelf marked "Entertainment" in the literary district.

"Here are those books." "Thank you." I looked up at the bookshelf. The first thing that catches the eye is.It seems that this world also has a writer named Seicho Matsumoto.In addition, there are Qing Zhang's "Walls Have Eyes", "Blue Dots", "Spherical Wilderness", "Feasible Pascal's Principle" and other works.It's just that I haven't seen "Points and Lines", which is more famous among timetable trick mystery novels. On the bookshelves are the works of social mystery novelists such as Minakami Tsutomu and Kuroiwa Shigego, and hard-line mystery novelists such as Ikushima Jiro.These writers seem to exist in this world too.

In translation, almost all spy novels and adventure novels, if not hard novels.The names of Jack Higgins, Gavin Lyle and Raymond Chandler came into view. After walking around the bookshelf, I'm sure. "Let's go?" Xiaolu asked, "Are you ready?" "Well, all right. I see." Walking out of the library, Xiaolu and I sat down on a bench in the park in front of the city hall, ate a hot dog and drank some Coke for dinner.The lights in the park came on.After sunset, the withered statue of the pioneers in the distance, showing a clear outline under the night. "What kind of person is the Blazer?" I asked while pinching the hot dog wrapper.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" "I don't understand this place more and more." I crumpled the bag and threw it into the trash can, and it was a rare hit. "There are no real mysteries here, only social mysteries, adventure novels, hard-line mysteries." Mystery novels, etc. The so-called mystery novels here refer to all of these.” "The mystery novels you're talking about are different from these, aren't they?" "Of course, there are no similarities at all. Some mysteries in this case have elements of socialism and hardlining, but they are fundamentally different. Moreover, there is no concept of mysteries here. Therefore, When the corpse is found in the secret room, no one suspects that there may be fraud—people here would never think that the murderer would use tricks to kill people."

"However, Mr. Tenkaichi, you think Mr. Mizushima's death is such a murder, don't you?" "It's hard to say for sure, but I don't think anyone would commit suicide like that." "If it was homicide, would it be what you call a mystery novel?" "Yes." I nodded, "It's the world of Benge's mystery novels." "There has never been the concept of a mystery novel here, how could such an incident happen?" "I don't know. Maybe someone brought the concept in." "Can the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets be solved?"

"Of course I can. Since the trick was designed by humans, it is impossible not to solve it." I stood up, "Okay, let's go back to Mizushima Mansion."