Chapter 28 Section 9

"It's really you who wanted to kill me." I said to the darkness. There are many figures, but I feel that I can see the face clearly. "You and Dr. Yuecun are accomplices. You conspired to kill me. Even Dr. Yuecun committed suicide just to make me relax my vigilance." The shadow slowly came out of the darkness.Under the faint illumination of the kerosene lamp, the nose, eyes, and the contours of the entire face gradually become clear.That face was exactly the same as I had in my head. "As expected of a detective," he said, "as sharp as it is unrealistic. But I still find it boring. Your reasoning is too sharp, even opportunistic."

"There are a lot of people who like that sharpness." "I'm surprised to hear such lines from your mouth." He, the gatekeeper of the memorial, came over with his gun pointed at me. "Why on earth did you want to kill me?" "Kill you... what is this? What I want to kill is detective Tianxiayi, so that you can be freed from Tianxiayi's curse and return to the original world. In this way, everything will end perfectly." "So you know it all!" The guard sneered, "Of course, since when do you think I've been here?" "From when the detective was killed?" I asked. "The mummy detective."

"Let me declare first, it wasn't me who killed that detective, it was..." "I know." I nodded, "I know everything." "real?" "Well, I see." I looked around and continued, "This is the world in the novel." "Not your average novel." "Of course, I know this too." I looked around again and said, "It was originally the world of mysteries." The doorman pulled a disgusting smile and said, "It's really good, use the past tense—it was originally the world of Benge mystery novels. Yes, that's already a thing of the past, and it's different now."

"It was the world that existed in my head when I wanted to write mystery novels, no, it should be said that when I first became interested in mystery novels. I used this world as the stage and wrote several novels. The world One is the name of the character who appeared in my novel back then." "At that time, you were still very young. No, it should be said that you were still a child. That's why you created such a boring world." "But that's my mind's playground." The guard snorted coldly. "No matter who you are, when you get old, you will miss the places you played when you were young. But that's all. I want to remind you that it is you who threw away the amusement park. It is not someone else's order, but your own will."

"I haven't forgotten, and I don't regret it at all." "I'm relieved." "I feel the flaws in this world. I understand that there are more things I want to do and have to do. In order to achieve them, I have to get out of here." "This is normal. Since then, you have discarded the form of conspiracy novels represented by secret rooms, and started to avoid original mystery novels." After the guard finished speaking, he laughed, "I obviously wrote secret rooms. Famous for speculative novels." "There are many people who have this impression of me."

"It's very difficult to change other people's impression of yourself." The guard nodded, "But I have tried my best to help you. When you leave, order me and Yuecun to protect this small town from being cursed—Ben Ge's reasoning Curse——harm. Therefore, we have been guarding your sealed novel. However, that little girl was troubled, and the whole town was surrounded by curses. Murder in the secret room, the murderer disappeared—the nostalgic Benge mystery novel has been revived .” "However, it is precisely because of this that people in small towns are reminded of their own existence."

"This cannot be denied." The doorman raised his eyebrows, "Because the curse of original reasoning is sealed, the small town has become an incomplete world. Whether it is a house with a strange shape or a complicated interpersonal relationship, it is all for the sake of happening." It was set up based on the events of the original reasoning novel. Since there is no longer the original reasoning, they can’t make up any stories. But, there is no way. Their missions have come to an end.” I can't argue with that.Maybe he was right. "It's been a long time since I came to this world, and I came back again. It reminds me of one thing."

"what?" "I am no longer suitable for this world. The isolated space, artificial settings, and characters who appear as pawns... I can no longer adapt to these." "It's natural, and it's a good thing for you." "I'm not coming back here again." "Since you said that," the guard pointed his gun at me again, "I'm no longer nostalgic. Now, I will make the ridiculous role of a detective disappear." "Wait a minute. It's true that I may not return to this world. But, I want to keep it in my heart." The doorman seemed incomprehensible and shook his head slowly.

"Why? I can't remember who said it. Is it because this is the hometown of reasoning?" "Perhaps. Anyway, I don't want to seal up this place like last time. I want to keep a piece of amusement park of my own, and I can come back no matter when." The guard continued to shake his head. "I still don't understand. Do you want to go back, or don't you want to go back?" "I don't want to be so absolute. I don't hate this world, I just want to think of this world and miss this world at any time." The doorman sighed and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, as if to say, "I really admire you."However, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes, although only a trace.

"I understand, you can do whatever you like. Then what should I do? I don't need to guard here anymore, should I disappear?" "You stay here," I said, "I want you to keep guarding the world." "It's a huge responsibility." He shrugged. "You can do it." "Let me try it." The guard put down his gun, "Then...how about you, are you leaving?" "Yeah, I'm leaving now." "I won't see you off, so don't live here. Do you know how to get back?" "Yeah. I know." I was wondering if I should shake his hand goodbye when he turned his head away.I walked past him and headed for the narrow staircase.

When I got to the first floor, I climbed up the ladder to the second floor.That door is the door to the world I should return to, without a doubt. When I came to the second floor, I found Xiaolu sleeping on a bed in the corner.Maybe the mayor sent her here. When she found me, she jumped up. "You're here." I said. She stared at me and walked over stiffly, holding a worn book. "I'm sorry." She handed the book over. I took the book and opened the first page.A character sheet explaining the many characters on the scene and a strangely shaped mansion map came into view.I couldn't help but smile wryly.This is exactly the original mystery novel I wrote with the small town as the stage.Murder in a secret room, teleportation of corpses, secret sign tricks, dismantling alibi, one person whitewashing two corners, etc., the work contains a variety of basic reasoning elements. It was this book that was buried at the feet of the mummy. "I didn't intend to steal it," Xiaolu said, "I just wanted to see what was buried there. I didn't expect to find this book, and I was fascinated..." "Why don't you just put it back after you finish reading it?" "That's what I thought, but I found out halfway through..." "what?" "For this small town, it is better to open the sealed curse. The world described in the novel should be resurrected here." I couldn't look directly into her sincere eyes.It is natural for a character created as a character in this mystery novel to pursue a stage that suits him. "And..." she said, "I also thought that if the world of mysteries is revived, Mister Tianxiayi will definitely come back." "Huh?" I looked at Xiaolu in surprise. Her face was a little red. "I want to see him," she whispered. "That's really... sorry." I thought about it, and returned the book in my hand to Xiaolu. "This is for you." Her long eyelashes fluttered. "Really?" "Really. This is the best ending." Xiaolu took the book, held it in her arms as before, and whispered thank you. I smiled and nodded, turning around.The enigmatic door is there. "So……" "Are you leaving?" Xiaolu's voice was wet with tears. "Ok." "It won't come, for sure." "I will never forget the story between us. The secret room, the strange house... I will never forget." "Don't forget." Her slender body was trembling. I looked at the door again.The English words "WHO DONE IT" are engraved on the door. WHO DONE IT - who killed it? Those who were killed were undoubtedly mummies.The real identity of the mummy is the famous detective Tianxia Yi. I killed him the last time I left this world.I still clearly remember what I said at that time. "I don't need any Tianxiayi." I said as I shot the bullet to his forehead. Below the words "WHO DONE IT", English letters are arranged.I carefully typed the spelling of my name.It's not the best in the world, it's mine. After pressing the last letter, the change appeared. The sides of the door began to glow.There was the sound of something falling off near the doorknob. Before reaching for the door, I turned my head back.Xiaolu held the book in one hand, and waved her hand vigorously to say goodbye to me. I opened the door and stepped forward.