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Danganronpa Fog Cut 1: Murder at the Sirius Observatory

Danganronpa Fog Cut 1: Murder at the Sirius Observatory

北山猛邦

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Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Sirius Observatory Murder Case 1

It felt like I was shedding a lot of tears while falling asleep. Why am I crying.Is it because of something sad?Or is it because I had that dream? Not very clear why. My face was full of tears.When I wanted to wipe my face, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of incongruity. My right hand couldn't reach my face, and my wrist ached, and the stimulation brought me a little more awareness. Slowly clearing my still-dizzy mind, I looked at my right wrist. There is an unfamiliar bracelet on the wrist, the bracelet is dark and shiny, it looks very strong, and there is even an ugly chain attached to it, which is far from the adjective cute.

It's not for my liking. Chains are the biggest problem.Whenever I tried to move my right hand, the chains tightened and I couldn't move.My right hand was pulled over my head and immobilized. Looking along the chain, at the end of the chain is another bracelet, which is put on the foot of the bed. In my foggy consciousness, I finally understood what kind of situation I was in now. I am not lying on the bed, but lying on the ground.It looked like the handcuffs were handcuffing my right hand to the foot of the bed, trapping me here.Only the right hand was handcuffed, and the other parts were able to move.

I crawled towards the bed on both hands and feet, and came to a place where my right hand could move freely to a certain extent. I supported the floor with both hands, and slowly raised my upper body. A bout of dizziness. What the hell happened?Why am I passing out in a place like this? As soon as I try to recall, the image in my memory becomes noisy.I tried to adjust, rummaging through previous memories. The first thing that pops up in my memory is that disturbing sign. The words written on the sign flashed out in an instant. "Welcome to the stunning Sirius Observatory" On the sign that emerged from the darkness of dusk, it was unknown who made a prank. The word "beauty" was painted with an X by red spray paint and changed to the word "look".

"Welcome to the Desperate Sirius Observatory" That's right, this is a building called the Sirius Observatory.This is a privately owned observatory. It is said that the entire building looks like a star when viewed from the sky.In this star shape, the isosceles triangles with five acute angles as vertices are five guest rooms inlaid with glass, and the regular pentagon in the center is a dome-shaped hall. observe. It looks like I've collapsed in one of the guest rooms, and the memory is fading—it doesn't matter, I can recall it. My name is... May Yujie, sixteen years old, I am a detective.

We five detectives were summoned to the Sirius Observatory due to a commission from an important person.For detectives, a commission is no different from the reason for existence, let alone a mysterious commission, its charm makes us irresistible. However, no client appeared. By now, there is probably no need to doubt that we must have been deceived.We were called here by someone with criminal intentions, that's why this happened to me. As the situation became clearer, I started to feel fear.Although I don't know who did it, but in this abnormal situation, I was completely deprived of my freedom; the fact that I was manipulated by others when I was unconscious is especially important.

Gives me goosebumps.Did that person do something weird to me?All in all, it is a blessing that there is no pain or trauma on the body. I straightened my crooked glasses and looked around my surroundings. On the bed is my backpack.In other words, it looks like this is my room.The curtains on the windows were still drawn, so although you couldn't see the outside, it was definitely not very bright.I don't know if it's because it's night outside, or because it's snowing... There is an astronomical telescope in the back of the room. This is not something I brought, it is there.But I remember that I couldn't observe the starry sky because it was already snowing.

I turned my head inadvertently.The pentagonal hall is just outside the room and the entrance door is closed so I can't see what's going on there at the moment. It's so quiet... Where are the others?Why is no one speaking out in this situation? Maybe other people were also handcuffed and unable to move like me, or maybe they haven't regained consciousness yet. Although I don't know who did this kind of thing for what purpose, but I can't just let the other party do whatever they want. Had to fight back because I'm a detective. Moreover, we must first find a way to solve the problem of the handcuffs.As long as it's still cuffed to the foot of the bed, I can't even stand up.There was a keyhole near the base of the chain, but I couldn't find the key.

I can't drag the bed to walk... Ok?The legs of the bed are cylindrical, each supporting the four corners of the bed, and the handcuffs are handcuffed to one of the legs of the bed. But this... Thinking about it carefully, as long as the bed can be lifted, wouldn't it be possible to remove the handcuffs from under the foot of the bed? This is an ordinary single wooden bed, nothing out of the ordinary.With such a bed, I should be able to fix it with my strength. I immediately grabbed the end of the bed and tried to lift it up.Although I don't have much arm strength, I can barely lift it up, and that's enough.As long as it can create a gap, enough to remove the handcuffs on the foot of the bed.

I chanted the slogan in my mouth and tried hard, and the foot of the bed was lifted a few centimeters. I took off the handcuffs from this gap. It worked, and getting back to freedom was surprisingly easy. Did the person who brought me to this state think that the bed could not be lifted by a woman's strength?If this is the case, then I would like to thank the other party for this negligence. I was finally able to stand up. Standing up all of a sudden makes me feel a little dizzy, but it's okay.I did a little bit of flexion and stretching, and then I stretched hard.No problem, I can do it.

With the handcuffs still on my right hand, I gently opened the door and glanced at the central pentagonal hall.It was empty. While carefully checking the surrounding situation, I went out into the hall. In the center of the hall stood a cold round wooden table.It is said that there used to be an iron circular base on which a huge astronomical telescope was placed, but it was removed before, and now it is empty, leaving only an empty scene. There was no one in the hall, and it was silent.I looked at the analog clock on the wall, it showed that it was past twelve o'clock.Judging from the darkness outside, it should be midnight, and it must be the next day.

Where has everyone gone?I was about to yell out like this, but I gave up the idea. That is……?Around the round table, I saw the legs of two children.Black loafers and black knee socks. At this moment, I already knew who it was.That was one of the detectives who came with me—Kyoko Kirikiri. Her legs were spread out on the ground, and it seemed that she was lying on her stomach.She didn't move. My eyes moved up her legs, and then around the round table to get closer to her. Looks like a very fragile leg.From the calf to the pale thigh, the slender curve reveals the youthfulness of a girl.The skirt still kept a neat crease, spreading from her waist to the floor. Are you okay...?I wanted to walk up to her, but I couldn't help but stop again. The right side of her head was down, and she was lying on the ground facing this side, with three braids covering her face, covering her small mouth, and her eyes were still tightly closed.Her skin can't feel the slightest temperature, and the cold tone has been from the time I first met her. It hasn't changed, but it looks more conspicuous now. Could it be that... she died?No, her thin back was undulating slightly. Just passed out? It wasn't very clear from a distance, but even so, I was a little hesitant to rely on her to confirm whether she was alive or dead. For some reason, next to her right hand, there was a pair of huge blood-stained scissors. Are they garden shears?These are scissors for two-handed use, and the thick blades look as if they can cut through no matter how thick the branches are.This thing is usually used for pruning trees, but what exactly did it cut to leave blood on it—— I thought it was her blood at first, but when I looked at it, there were no wounds on her body, and there was no trace of blood on her clothes or on the floor. So whose blood was on the scissors? The scissors were in her hand, and from this point of view, she was not the one who used them as a murder weapon. The reason I hesitated to approach her was because the situation terrified me. What happened to Kyoko Kirikiri?Whose blood is that?I have to check it out! I left her where she was for the time being, and walked down the hall.My target was the guest room closest to me, with the door slightly ajar. I gently opened the door.The lights were on in the room.With the curtains on the windows drawn, I still don't know what's going on outside. A human figure protruded from the blanket on the bed. Someone was sleeping there, probably one of the detectives who came with me.From the entrance of the room, it seemed that he was sleeping very peacefully - so peacefully that he was not even breathing. I walked to the bed tremblingly and looked towards the bed. The man opened his mouth slightly and stared at the ceiling.His name seems to be Eigo Amino, he is about thirty-five to forty years old, and he is currently working as a detective.He didn't notice my arrival at all, his eyes were open and he was sleeping soundly. "That... I'm sorry to disturb your rest." I still tried to talk to him.No response. I have already understood very well that no matter how much I call him, it will be of no avail.Because from the time I stepped into the room, there was a faint smell of despair in the room. The man opened his eyes and remained motionless. I desperately restrained myself from screaming, slowly stretched out my hand, grabbed the blanket, and uncovered the blanket bit by bit... Just then, the man's head turned towards me. The hairs on my body stood on end, and I jumped back.The man's head turned on the pillow, his nose buried in the cushion and did not move.Generally speaking, it is impossible to turn the neck like this without moving the body, but the part below the neck of the man No sign of moving.Not only that, but there is obviously something wrong with the position of the man's head. Now that the blanket was lifted, it became clear why—the man's neck had been severed and his head severed. There was blood dripping from under the blanket, and the bright red color irritated my retinas, feeling like I was being burned.To keep that color out of my field of vision, I looked away and left the scene immediately. My body trembled involuntarily, and I suddenly felt a chill.Is it because the temperature has dropped?Or was it because of witnessing the horrific corpse?Even though it was cold, I was sweating all over my body. I staggered to the next room. Just like the room just now, the door is slightly open, and through the crack, you can see a little of the situation in the room.Sure enough, there seemed to be a detective on the bed, and a piece of the blanket bulged. I don't want to see, I don't want to know anything.But I have to see, I have to know.I'm a self-proclaimed detective after all, and I have to face reality.No matter what tragedy and despair awaits me... I stepped into the room and walked over to the bed.At first glance, there is no sign of the room being turned upside down. The man sleeping on the bed, on the contrary, can be described as clean and beautiful. He wore light gray sunglasses, but they couldn't hide the shadow of death on his face.This is Shiita Dovetail, a young detective.No, it should be said that he was a detective during his lifetime. I lifted up the blanket to have a look, and sure enough his neck was cut off too.And not only that.I discovered a wonderful fact. The head lying upside down on the pillow undoubtedly belonged to Yanwei, but the body below the neck looked like someone else's.Swallowtail should be a muscular and well-built person, however, the body lying under the blanket belongs to a middle-aged man with a big belly. I have an impression of this figure.It was one of the detectives who came with him, a man named Koto Inuzuka. This, what's going on here?It was just weird stuff from beginning to end.In my small head, information that can barely fit is constantly spinning. After I rushed out of the room, I went to another room next door.What was in the room, I probably already guessed. Sure enough, there was Inuzuka Koko's body on the bed. However, whether it can be said that this is the body of Inuzuka is still doubtful. The body seems to belong to someone else, and it looks different from Dovetail.That is to say, the body belongs to the Amino I first saw...? It turned out to be like this, the head and body were replaced in turn. I hugged myself, let my cold body get some warmth, and walked listlessly back into the hall. Everything is messed up.Why did things become like this. Of the five people who came to the Sirius Observatory, three died at some point.And their bodies were abandoned, their necks were cut off, and their heads and bodies were replaced for some unknown reason. There is no one else at the Sirius Observatory but us.And when we arrived here, there was a blizzard outside almost at the same time, and the building was isolated in the heavy snow, so it can be assumed that no third party would intervene. Eigo Amino. Dovetail vertebrae too. Inuzuka Armor. It rained in May. The mist cuts the sound. Three of them were killed and two survived. Of course I can assert that I did not kill them.Although there are still some places in my memory that are not certain at present, it is impossible for me not to have any actual feelings in the case of killing three people.Having said that, how can a person know by himself? How about handcuffing yourself?Someone must have handcuffed me, and maybe that person was going to kill me next. So who is this person?If we use the method of exclusion, it can only be considered that the other survivor is the murderer. It could be her——I went back to her, and Kyoko Kirikiri was still lying on the floor of the hall. Her head is well attached to her neck.It must be easier to cut off the thin neck than the necks of several other men, but she was not killed, and the murder weapon that was said to have fallen into her hand... This is a girl who looks more and more pure and innocent.Could it be that she cut off the necks of the three men one by one?This is ridiculous...but... I watched her from a distance.Although she is a cute girl, her appearance somehow gives people a mysterious and foggy impression.It can also be seen from the feeling when she speaks that she is very vigilant and will not reveal her sincerity easily.She can become a detective at this age, maybe there is some reason for it. While I was thinking about what to do, something suddenly flashed in her left hand. ……key?My intuition flashed—it was the key to the handcuffs! If "the person who killed the three detectives" = "the person who handcuffed me", then isn't this proof that she who has the key to the handcuffs is the murderer. If that key is really the key to the handcuffs... it must be confirmed.Anyway, I want to remove the handcuffs on my right hand as soon as possible. I approached her and reached out gently, trying not to disturb her.To get the key, the key must be taken from her hand. Her fingers were tightly closed like tiny white buds, and I slowly opened her fingers one by one. I carefully removed the key and walked away from her. She hasn't noticed yet. Immediately I inserted the key into the keyhole of the bracelet on my wrist, and it fit perfectly. I turn the key. As soon as the lock was opened, the handcuffs also came loose. Along with the sense of relief came a sense of hopelessness.Is she really the murderer?Although I don't know what happened to her, did she pass out after killing those people and handcuffing me? Limit, or anemia. In order to reconfirm that the key is real, I inserted the key into another keyhole and tried to twist it.Sure enough, the handcuffs rang and opened. At this moment, as if responding to the sound of the lock opening, the mist cutter at my feet moved slightly. She is waking up!I quickly took half a step back. Still lying still, she opened her eyes and stared at the floor for a moment.Then she straightened herself up and looked up at me with a surprised expression while rubbing her eyes.She just kept a defenseless reclining posture and went into a daze. Then, she inadvertently saw the scissors falling on the ground. For a moment, the expression of the innocent girl seemed to freeze suddenly.She stretched out her right hand, trying to pick up the scissors. "Don't move!" This was the command to stop, but her hand didn't mean to stop. I had no other choice, I kicked off the ground, rushed towards her, quickly approached her, handcuffed her left wrist, then pulled the chain hard, and put the handcuffs on the other side on the side of an easy chair nearby. on the armrest pillar. Her body was joined to the chair.This easy chair is for one person, and it's not very big, but with her thin arms, there should be no way to drag it over.She could no longer reach the scissors with her right hand. She stopped and turned to me expressionlessly.I noticed, however, that there was a hidden emotion in her eyes that seemed to accuse me. "Why did you do such a thing, my sis." Wuqie didn't shout loudly, but asked in a calm tone. Elder Sister—even though she said so, there was no trace of softness and cuteness in her eyes.This is also a matter of course, I was the only one who asked her to call me that.Even so, if she could call me that with an innocent expression on her face, I might actually mistake her for my real sister... In order to dispel the sentimentality that inadvertently welled up in my heart, I shook my head. "You ask me why? I want to ask you." I kicked the scissors on the ground away from her. "I thought I met a good partner. Did you kill the three of them?" "Three...? Killed...?" She opened her eyes for a moment, then lowered her gaze, as if lost in thought. "That's it...it's too late..." She was still sitting on the ground with her head down, looking very depressed. "Don't play dumb. Why are you killing them? What are you trying to do to me?" "Calm down, I'm not a murderer." "What do you mean you are not a murderer... Who else could be a murderer besides you! Three of the five people were killed, and the only ones left are me and you. Since I am not a murderer, then you are the murderer." "Is there evidence that sister Jie is not the murderer?" "Evidence? If you want to talk about witnesses, it's here." I pointed to myself. "Until just now, I have been in a coma. When I woke up, all three people were dead. I didn't kill them, it's the same as I am a sixteen-year-old female high school student and a virgin no doubt." "In this case, then I can also be a witness for myself to prove my innocence." "No, it doesn't work in your case. You have scissors that look like murder weapons, and you have the keys to the handcuffs that were handcuffed to me. The physical evidence is complete. Regarding these things, what do you have? refuted?" I folded my arms and looked down at her. Her two legs were still stretched out on the ground, and she sat slumped beside the chair, maintaining a posture of looking up at me.Regardless of standpoint or logic, I clearly had the upper hand. "About the scissors, I just saw it just now. As for the keys to the handcuffs, I have no impression at all..." "You hold the key in your hand." "Someone asked me to hold it in my hand." Wuqie shook his head slowly. "It seems that someone designed the current situation while I was unconscious." "Who are you talking about...?" "Who knows? It might be the detective who came with us, or it might be you, Sister Jie." "I'll just say it's not me, I'm a victim." "If I were to say it, I would think that sister Yu who suddenly attacked me is more like a murderer." She held up the handcuffs on her left hand for me to see. "I didn't attack you. I had to do it for self-defense, because you wanted to get the scissors." "If a pair of blood-stained scissors falls on the ground, you usually want to pick it up and check it?" "It's not ordinary, I wouldn't do such a thing." "Even if you are a detective?" She tilted her head and raised her eyes to look at me and asked. I was speechless and bit my lip. "No no no..." "Didn't someone be killed? If that's the case, then it's time to check the murder weapon to see if the shape of the victim's wound is consistent with the murder weapon. Is this murder weapon usable by everyone? What are the distinctive features. What is the weight? What is the length? There are many others...” "Of course I understand this kind of thing." I interrupted her angrily. "But it's not good to touch it with bare hands, Miss Detective. Wouldn't it get fingerprints?" "...Yeah, it was my negligence. I was still a little confused at the time, sorry." She apologized simply. "Or it may be that the scissors have already been covered with your fingerprints, and it can be considered that you wanted to touch it in order to conceal this." "It can also be understood in this way." She narrowed her eyes and stared at the scissors. "Are you sure the murder weapon is the pair of scissors?" "Probably. It looks like a good fit for severing people's necks with ease." "Cut off people's necks...?" "That's right, all three of them are decapitated... Uh, you did it. Even if your arms are so thin, if you hold these strong gardening scissors, you should be able to cut off their necks at once. .” She didn't show any reaction to my words, and the silence lasted for a while. I thought she would be frustrated because of the suspicion she was under, and even showed a sad expression, but the girl's eyes were still very calm. "It seems that something incomprehensible has happened." Her eyes were so transparent that they could almost be described as innocent, shining with a pure and flawless light. "Yeah, I don't get it at all." I responded sarcastically. "A girl like you is actually a crazy murderer..." "Again, I'm not a murderer. You still can't understand? My lord sister." "Then who is the murderer? Everyone else is dead. They can't pretend to be dead because everyone's necks have been cut off. Or do you still think I'm the murderer?" "No." She replied immediately. "Although I said that just now, I don't think Mrs. Jie is the murderer." It was beyond my expectation. In such a case, there should be no more effective objection than that I am the murderer.Or is she deliberately excluding me from the range of suspects, does she have other plans. "Why do you think so?" "Recall what happened before you lost consciousness. I think it was around eight o'clock at that time. Everyone was gathered in this hall and were discussing what to do for dinner, right?" By the way... at that time we were overwhelmed by false commissions.It was dark outside, and it was still a snowstorm, so there was no way to go back.We are sitting around a round table, discussing what to do next. At that moment, without any warning, one person fell first, it seemed to be Amino.He fell limply and lay on the ground like this. Then, white smoke spewed out from nowhere, and someone shouted "fire", but there was no sign of fire, and no temperature rise could be felt.We were at a loss and panicked, and before I knew it, I also lost consciousness, completely Know exactly what happened. "This is the source of the smoke." Wuqie pointed to the underside of the round table, where there was something like a small aluminum can. "What is this?" I got under the round table and dragged it out. "Looks like a juice jar... but it doesn't have a mouthful for drinking." "It's a self-made smoking device. Someone threw it under the round table. Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be a tear gas or hypnotic gas. However, due to the thick white smoke, people's vision is completely blocked." Since I quickly lost consciousness, I don't know much about what happened afterwards. "What the hell happened?" "Who knows, I don't know. But seeing everyone start to fall down one by one, I quickly pretended to pass out and lay on the ground." Wuqie said. "Pretending? What is pretending? Are you saying that you are the only one who is fine?" "Yeah, because the smoke itself is not harmful. I don't think the reason why everyone fell was not because of the white smoke, but for other reasons. In fact, the first person fell down before the smoke came out." Yes. Maybe someone gave us sleeping pills at some point. Can you think of anything?" "Uh-um... sleeping pills." Not to mention other people, at least after I came to the Sirius Observatory, I have no access to anything, so I should not be drugged by others. But when I think about it carefully, I did feel like I was drunk during the time before I lost consciousness.At the time I thought it was just a physical discomfort... "Speaking of which, you were the only one who escaped unharmed, so what's going on?" "Because I've been training," she said flatly. "I'm very good at perceiving danger. But when I perceive danger, in many cases it's just something like 'foreboding' or 'instinct'. In retrospect, I can explain it logically... use grandfather The saying is 'Heard Death's footsteps'." I often hear anecdotes about brilliant mathematicians being able to skip intermediate calculations and go straight to theorems, only to go to great lengths to prove them afterwards.Could it be that she is also a genius in this area? No, the reason why we lost consciousness is not yet clear, and it may just be her nonsense.It is also possible that she is the murderer, so it is only natural that she can avoid danger... Speaking of which, training is...? "Seeing everyone falling down one after another, it is obvious that some terrible criminal plan has already begun." Wuqie continued. "I wanted to pretend to pass out and see what the murderer was going to do. But at that time, I heard the footsteps of Death again." "What happened?" "The footsteps seemed to be the footsteps of the murderer. It seemed that the murderer was quite cautious. He came to me and sniffed me some strange drugs. It wasn't something like chloroform or ether, probably not an anesthetic. ...Is it some kind of synthetic anesthetic? I was covered with a handkerchief, and although I held my breath temporarily, trying not to let myself inhale the drug, I lost consciousness before I knew it..." In the end, she was also knocked into a coma. Um, wait a minute?Scissors, severed corpses, stun drugs... I thought of something from this series of elements. No... I know the elements.Could it be that...it is impossible for such a thing to happen. All in all, it looks like now I need to hear the fog cut out.It is also possible that I am wrong. "Does the murderer know that you are pretending to be unconscious?" "No, I don't think I know. The other party must have covered everyone with a handkerchief for a while to ensure that we are all unconscious." "what's next?" "I was still trying to resist in a state of confusion." In the process of telling all this lightly, only at this time, Wuqie seemed to be deliberately silent for a while before speaking, as if he was proudly showing the results. "……and then?" "I grabbed the murderer's hand." "Caught it?" I said disappointedly. "That's all?" "Yes. Unfortunately, I couldn't grab or bite the opponent, but I still touched the murderer's hand. Since the sight was blocked by white smoke, this touch became the only clue related to the murderer." Kiritakiri said while staring at his fingertips. "What kind of touch?" "It's a man's hand." "Really? Are you sure?" "Although the hand has no features, there is no doubt that it is a man's hand. Because there is nothing on the human body that shows the difference between men and women more than the hands and fingertips." "Well... so what actually? Have you ever shaken a man's hand?" When I asked this question, she looked surprised and froze for a while. There was a long pause—after which she resumed her explanation with a nonchalant expression. "Although I haven't killed anyone, I have learned what it feels like to kill someone. It's the same thing. Do you understand? Then I'll continue..." "Wait, your reason is too strange. Ah, don't tell me, you haven't held hands with boys before..." I said this deliberately, and she fell silent again. Probably really angry this time.She turned her head away as if refusing to speak to me. Maybe the bullying was a little too much.Her words and deeds were cold, but her reaction was unexpectedly direct, which made me want to play tricks on her. "Sorry sorry, caught something weird." I apologized to her. "At least you've always shaken father's hand, right? As a logical condition, just take it as reasonable, come on, you continue." "I forgot." "what?" "I mean what father's hand feels like, I've forgotten." Wuqie narrowed his eyes, and flicked his bangs with his right hand as a gesture.Of all the moves she's shown so far, this one looks the most emotional. "Yes, yes, I see." I said perfunctorily.What a nuisance, it looks like she has her own complications, but if you keep dwelling on this, it's going to be hard to make any progress in the discussion. "To put it simply, what you want to say is...the person who made you faint is a man, so May Yujie is not the murderer. This logic is valid, right?" Wukiri still turned his face to the side, nodding in affirmation. Among the detectives who came to the Sirius Observatory, the only females were me and Kyoko Kirikiri.If her claim is correct, then I'm ruled out as a murderer. "But I said it at the beginning," I said with a sigh. "The fact that I am not the murderer is a very clear fact to me, and there is no need to prove it." "No, it's not quite proven to me." "What is this? Are you trying to say that you can't prove it without actually touching my hand?" When I asked, Wuqie lowered his eyes as if he was considering his words, then turned his eyes to me, and nodded slightly. "...Hand." She said with some hesitation, asking me to stretch out my right hand. It appears she is serious.Is this a trap? She is the murderer. All the previous testimony may have been lies to get close to me.Maybe there is some murder weapon hidden on her body, she is trying to bring me into her attack range. Kyoko Kirikiri - I don't know her situation very well yet.It hasn't been long since we met, and in such a short period of time, all I can know is that she gives people a very mysterious impression and her family environment seems to be very complicated. That's all.Although she concluded that I was innocent, I couldn't completely trust her. "I see, let's shake hands and make up." However, I still didn't approach her. "But the real handshake, let's wait until everything is settled and we are both safe and sound." "What's going on?" "Sit down on the chair first." I ordered her. She had been sitting on the floor next to the chair, and now she did what I said, and sat down in the easy chair. "Hold out that right hand." She stretched out her hand obediently.I approached her carefully and took her little hand.That hand was like a glass work, as if a little force would break it, I clung to it tightly. Her left hand was handcuffed.As long as I grab her right hand like this, I don't have to worry about her attacking me. We shook hands tentatively and our eyes met. "How is it? Have you seen the truth? But let's talk about it later, I also want to find my truth as a detective." "What are you going to do?" "First of all, I think it is necessary to carefully investigate the situation inside this building." We held hands and talked. "I still have some doubts about you. If you are also a detective, then you should be able to accept my opinion, right? But in the final analysis, it is only the degree of suspicion... If you want to identify you as the murderer, there is another important condition. Satisfaction, that is, to explore the possibility of external crimes, we need to confirm whether other than our five visitors have entered or left here." "Haven't you confirmed yet?" "...Yes, yes, I just woke up too." Her retort made me panic. "The criminal behavior of the sixth uninvited guest... If you can prove this, I can let you go." "It is necessary to conduct an investigation as soon as possible, before Xue destroys the evidence, especially outside the windows and doors, to see if there are any traces of people coming and going." "I'll look into it." “如果有什么不速之客,那个人肯定是男人,并且他可能还藏在这栋建筑物里。” 雾切露出了有些不安的表情。 “嗯,我会去确认的,我一个人去。很抱歉,就请你这样呆着吧,还有右手我也要给你绑起来。” 如果她就是凶手,那么准备手铐的人就是她。在这种情况下,她有可能身上还藏有备用的钥匙,在我离开这里之后,她可能就会把手铐打开,所以我有必要事先将她两只手都绑起来。 “我没有恶意的。” “我知道。如果你连这种头脑都没有,我反而会觉得困扰呢。” 雾切带着冷冷的表情这样说。 不过……说是要绑起来,我却没什么手铐或是绳子一类可以把她的手绑住的东西。 “我的丝带。” “……可以吗?” “只要是为了证明我的清白。” 她点头同意了。 她左右两边的三股辫上扎着丝带,我解下了其中一边。 我用丝带把她的右手腕系在了安乐椅的扶手上。这样一来,她的双手就都被固定在椅子上了。 “接下来我会一间一间地调查所有房间。如果那个不速之客在这里的某个地方,那么他为了不被我找到,应该会从房间里出来,藏到别的地方去。不过只要你留在中央大厅里,那么那个人的行动就完全暴露了。” “就是说我是负责监视的对吧。” “就是这么回事。不过你两只手都被绑住了,对你来说那个不速之客的存在是很危险的,因为对方是可怕的杀人狂呢。如果那个人出现了的话,你就用尽全力大叫吧,我会立刻来救你。” “你会来救我?” “如果确实存在不速之客,那就能够证明你是清白的。我会尽全力保护你的。” “是吗……不过我觉得那个时候就已经来不及了。”雾切仍然一副事不关己的样子。“不过要让我说的话,就算真的有不速之客,也不能从逻辑上证明我是无罪的。那个人之所以藏起来,其缘由不一定就是跟杀人事件有关,也有可能……” “这种事怎样都无所谓啦。”我打断她说。“在这种情况下要是有人鬼鬼祟祟的,把他一脚踹飞肯定是最好的选择。” “……是啊。”她坦率地作出回应。 “虽然我觉得不会有人在这种暴风雪的天气里大半夜出入这种偏僻地方的……那我就去调查了。” 我从雾切身边走开,从最近的房间开始依次调查室内的情况。我拉开窗帘,检查窗户上的锁,查看外面雪的状态。 我很快把所有房间的窗户调查了一遍。结果是,所有房间的所有窗户都从内部锁上了。此外,窗户附近的雪没有异状。 各个房间不存在空调排气口之类的其他窗户。也就是说,想要通过线从外面把窗户锁上是不可能的。 接下来我调查了门口。大门仍然锁着,并且我查看了外面的雪,没有发现有人出入过的痕迹。 从结论上来说,我没能找到有人出入过这栋建筑物的证据。另外,我也没有发现有除我和雾切之外的活人,也就是不速之客存在。 大厅里,雾切还被绑在椅子上,等着我回来。 “很遗憾,看来这里除了我和你之外,果然没有其他人。” “外面的雪上没有痕迹吗?” “嗯,虽然在这种暴风雪天气,痕迹可能会很快被雪掩盖,但要是有人走过的话,那个位置一定会留下凹陷的。哪里都没有这种不自然的地方。” 这样一来,杀人事件越发变得扑朔迷离了。 不,也许可以说反而变得单纯了。 可以把这个天狼星天文台比作一个密封的瓶子。既然瓶子密封了,那么里面的固体就既不会多也不会少。 也就是说,如果有三具尸体,两个活人的话,那么只有可能是活着的其中之一是凶手。因此凶手是雾切响子。 她本人正用像是在期待什么的眼神仰望着我。虽然有些同情她,但我现在还不能给她松绑。 从道理上来说,她毫无疑问就是凶手。然而,我自己无法接受这个答案,这也是事实。像她这样的少女竟然能够杀死三个成年男子,还把尸体摆在床上,这可能吗。 “我已经搞不清楚了……这案子到底怎么回事?”我不由得说起了丧气话。“这栋奇怪的建筑物,还有这封奇怪的委托信……不过有一件事我总算明白了。写在那封黑色信里面的事件,并不是要委托我们解决的事件,而是把我们自己也卷进来的事件。” “……结姐姐大人。”雾切像是想把我打断一样地说道。“你指的是什么事?” “咦?是委托信啊。跟委托信一起寄来的还有一封黑色的信对吧?上面不是写着这个地方和凶器之类的东西吗。” “……把那封什么黑色的信给我看看。” “可以啊?” 我把雾切留在椅子上,回了一趟自己的房间,在背包里翻找一番。我从包里抽出黑色的信,回到大厅。 “打开给我看看。” 雾切似乎非常急切的要求让我不由自主地照做了。我从黑色信封当中取出了折叠起来的便笺,那便笺是黑色的和纸,上面用白色的手写体写着一些文字。 雾切一看到那文字,脸色顿时变得惨白,毫无血色。 “结姐姐大人……这不是一般的杀人事件。” “什么,怎么一回事?” “这恐怕是……游戏啊。”
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