Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 214 Real-time dream?

Safety regulations of the Golden Hammer Mansion——

In order to prevent bad people from harming the great and lovely Hanabi-sama, the Kintsuchi Mansion will implement the following from now on.

Safety regulations:

1. All retainers and visitors must use the facial recognition system to enter and exit the Golden Hammer Mansion.

2. Those who fail to pass the facial recognition system will be shot on the spot.

3. This specification is valid permanently.

"It just sounded like a story set in ancient times, how come a facial recognition system suddenly appeared?" Sambo frowned slightly, took out a pen and a piece of paper from the bookshelf beside him, and slowly wrote down his doubts on the back of the paper.

"It's very much her style, isn't it?" The Black Swan curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile, and looked deeply into the distance, as if she could penetrate the layers of fog and see directly into the mind of the planner.

"What is this... a stuffed toy?" asked Sambo.

"Regardless of why the image is the conductor of the Starry Sky Train, is this doll related to the case?" Black Swan stepped forward lightly, and his fingertips gently brushed the soft texture of the Pam doll.

"You don't know, this is called a 'red herring' in detective stories, which means 'a false clue that misleads the train of thought'!" The captain interjected at the right time with a smug smile on his face, as if he was proud of his little trick but also worried about being 'easily discovered'.

"I see...but if you say it so bluntly, won't it be useless?" Black Swan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of curiosity and questioning in his tone.

"Well... this... this is not because I'm afraid that you two won't be able to notice Miss Hanabi's ingenuity and mistakenly think that she just threw out a useless clue..." The captain coughed dryly and explained a little embarrassedly.

"Thank you for your good intentions. Let's pretend that we were misled by the 'red herring'. Um...is this doll also related to the case?" Black Swan shook his head slightly, changed the subject, and returned to the case itself.

"There's no need to give her so much face..." said Sangbo.

"It looks like there are no other clues. Let's go back to the crime scene."

"I think it's difficult for you to write. Why don't you change back?" Black Swan said to Sambo.

Hearing this, Sambo threw the paper and pen in his hand aside and ran towards the TV.

With a "bang", Sambo changed back.

"Next, we should identify the murderer, right? But after looking at these pieces of evidence for a long time, I still can't think of any one that can be used to identify the real murderer."

"Zorro, this guy's hand seems to be broken... Zhong Shan's face was disfigured, right? And then Ayou's leg was broken." Sambo recalled.

"Why not turn the idea around and think about 'who can't be the murderer'? After all, there are only three suspects, and eliminating them one by one is also a good idea." Black Swan proposed a new idea.

"Hearing this... I guess you already have an idea? Tell me quickly." Sambo looked at the Black Swan with interest.

"This is the evidence, 'Golden Hammer Mansion Safety Regulations'." Black Swan took out the paper and said.

"Poor guy, his face was seriously injured. Even if he could keep his beauty, he would have to travel with gauze wrapped around his face. In this way, he would not be able to pass the facial recognition system of the Golden Hammer Mansion. It seems that Zhong Shan is not the murderer." Black Swan directly ruled out Zhong Shan.

"Then there's this sledgehammer..." She changed the subject and her eyes fell on the sledgehammer in the corner.

"According to the confession of the detective, Zorro's dominant hand was seriously injured and he even had to learn to use his left hand. It should be relatively difficult or even impossible for him to swing that giant hammer to commit crimes. Zorro's suspicion can be reduced."

"Well...that makes sense. It seems that the murderer can only be Ayou, but isn't this too simple? Let's tell the captain the answer and see how he reacts." Sambo said to the Black Swan.

"Please start the investigation, Lord Black Swan! There are many clues left at the crime scene, which will definitely help you identify the real culprit." The captain of the police said on the side.

"The real murderer is 'Ayou.'" Black Swan answered directly.

"Beep, beep, beep! The answer is correct. You are worthy of being Lord Black Swan! According to the rules of the game, I will tell you the location of the next puzzle." The voice of the chief constable suddenly sounded, with a bit of surprise.

"Ah? The next puzzle is different from what we agreed on." Sambo was puzzled.

"It seems that the key to victory is not the puzzle itself. If we can't see through Miss Hanabi's true intentions behind her weird behavior... I'm afraid this chase will never end." Black Swan analyzed thoughtfully.

"Um...I have to remind you that Hanabi is a masked fool. Do you intend to find logic in the head of a masked fool?" Sambo reminded from the side, with a bit of helplessness and ridicule in his tone.

"That's what I thought. Even if there is no subjective pattern, behavior will definitely leave some common memories that won't lie. It may understand the girl's nature better than the girl herself. For now, let's follow her thoughts and go to the next question. I hope we can get there before the hound family this time. If possible, I don't want to use the rememberer's ability." Black Swan shook his head slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Yu felt a brief but intense emotional fluctuation flash through this dream.

Maybe it’s because black swans don’t enjoy the feeling of being led by the nose?

"Why do I feel like this is a real-time dream?" Lin Yu muttered to himself in confusion.

...

"So, why are you so concerned about Hanabi's challenge? Or... are you concerned about her as a person?" Sambo asked.

Black Swan shook his head: "I said, this is just out of some... a little bit of competitiveness, and as a rememberer, I also have to fulfill my responsibilities and harvest some memories that are "interesting enough." Black Swan explained.

Another murder, another drama, another mystery.

Sambo looked extremely distressed and wanted to escape back to the isolated "Snow Country" immediately.

The Black Swans were leisurely and absorbed in the detective game arranged by Huo Huo, but they were not the kind of people who would show their true thoughts on their faces, so Lin Yu couldn't tell whether they were really distressed or really leisurely.

But the emotional fluctuations just now proved everything.

"Wow...look at the mess and those two weird-looking guys, this is probably the place." Sambo was surprised by the surrounding environment.

Black Swan looked around and said, "There is no one else at the scene. It seems that Miss Hanabi used the same method to "send" the people in the dream back to reality. Let's talk to those two first."

"Oh~ Detective Black Swan, Detective Sambo, you are finally here!" The sheriff said to the two of them, as if he had seen a savior.

"Without your help, we really don't know what to do~!" The deputy sheriff next to the sheriff also spoke, his tone very strange.

"Uh, why are you talking like that? Is it some art form that I, old Sambo, don't understand..." Sambo asked puzzledly. Does Pinocchio have some new buzzwords?

"Talking? Is there anything wrong with the way we talk? Mr. Deputy Sheriff, is the way I talk strange?" The sheriff looked at the deputy sheriff beside him.

"Of course not, Mr. Sheriff, the way you talk is more common than the cat lying on the apple tree in my grandmother's backyard~" The deputy sheriff stood up and said to the sheriff.

"..This small theater is of modern style." Black Swan said to himself.

"Let's talk about this difficult mystery! The victim of this case is a wealthy galactic businessman named "Hanabi"..." The sheriff coughed.

"Hanabi again? Is she so keen on writing herself to death?" Sambo frowned.

"Oh, God of Fun, if you mess with me again, I swear I'll kick your ass!" The sheriff glared at him.

Changing the subject, the sheriff continued, "Ahem... Lady Hanabi came to this clothing store and wanted to buy a new tie for herself, but after she entered the fitting room, she didn't come out for a long time. When the clerk entered the fitting room to check on the situation, he found "Lady Hanabi's body"! She was strangled to death while trying on clothes!"

"There are three suspects at the scene. They are Ayou, a clerk at Pipixi store, Zhong Shan, a fox gambler, and Zorro, an intelligent robot businessman!" The sheriff revealed the identities of the three suspects.

"These three are also old friends."

"It's to make it easier for you to remember! This time we've added racial details to make it easier to distinguish them." The sheriff explained. It definitely wasn't that she hadn't thought of a better name!

"Mr. Hanabi is such a kind-hearted person!" the deputy sheriff commented.

"Finally, based on surveillance footage, eyewitness testimony, and all sorts of miscellaneous evidence, the murderer must be among these three people! And they are definitely not accomplices." The sheriff guaranteed.

"You're completely too lazy to make it round, right?" Sambo looked at it.

"Oh, by the grace of God of Fun, to say one more word to you would be to defile my noble and holy soul!"

"Detective Black Swan, the archives room is over here. You can ask me for more information about the suspect. I believe you can clear the fog and find the murderer of Lady Hanabi." The sheriff said, trusting Black Swan very much.