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

Chapter 216 "Hanabi's Corpse"

"Ms. Black Swan, Mr. Sambo, you are finally here! I am the "famous detective" of Pinocchio, and the one next to me is my "detective assistant." The famous detective introduced himself.

"A locked-room murder case that is so troubling to us all happened here!" said the detective's assistant.

"As expected, the setting has been changed again..." Sambo's expression was one that said I knew this a long time ago.

"Yesterday, my assistant and I came to visit the great artist Hanabi-sama and stayed overnight at her home. However, the next morning, Hanabi-sama did not come out of her bedroom."

"Housekeeper Zhong Shan said that the door was locked from the inside and he shouldn't have disturbed her...but Lady Hanabi never gets up so late, and no matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no response." The famous detective told the story of the case.

The detective assistant then said: "As soon as I heard it, I knew something must have happened! So I acted decisively and broke through the door and rushed into the room..."

The famous detective then continued, "The room is covered in blood! The body of Hanabi-sama is lying right in the middle, her face is as white as snow, and you can tell at a glance that she has been dead for a long time..."

The detective assistant continued: I hurriedly grabbed the canvas beside me to stop the bleeding for Master Hanabi, but... alas, poor Master Hanabi, she still left us forever!

"Besides the two of us and the housekeeper Zhong Shan, there were also the chef Zorro and the driver Ayou at the scene... Hey, Miss Black Swan, what are you going to do?" The famous detective looked at Black Swan's actions in confusion.

"I guess... Miss Hanabi is now carefully preparing the next "crime scene", right?" Black Swan looked at them with a smile.

"Why don't you skip all those complicated processes and have a heart-to-heart talk with me? It might be a little itchy."

"Hey...wait...wait!" The famous detective sensed something and hurriedly wanted to stop.

"Well...honest child, I know where you are, Miss Hanabi." Black Swan smiled.

The famous detective and Sambo shouted in surprise at the same time: "How could you cheat!"

"What's wrong, Mr. Detective Assistant? You seem very anxious." Black Swan narrowed his eyes and looked at Sambo.

"Ah, no...I, this...haha, this locked room murder case is a bit interesting, I wanted to guess it..." Sambo said with his hands folded, looking embarrassed.

"Let's go. We can't keep girls waiting for too long." said the Black Swan.

"Hey! Miss Black Swan, wait a minute, wait a minute! Lady Hanabi has one last thing to announce..." The famous detective and the detective's assistant called out to Black Swan.

Suddenly, behind Black Swan and Sambo, Hanabi suddenly appeared.

“Clang clang~ Now is the most exciting and romantic moment of a play: challenging the audience!”

"It is well known that the terrible Masked Fool Hanabi can change into the appearance of other people, and in this play, the villain Hanabi has disguised herself as another character."

"So may I ask... who exactly is this character?" Hanabi asked herself.

"Also, if you are interested, you can try to deduce the murder case in the locked room that the Rememberer didn't want to challenge. Don't waste the puzzle that Hanabi worked so hard to figure out!"

"The above is the challenge letter from the "Masked Genius" Hanabi-sama! All the clues have been prepared, I wish you a happy hunting!" After saying this, Hanabi put on the mask and disappeared on the spot.

"Let's go. I'm not interested in this locked room murder case." Black Swan said to Sambo.

"Sister, if you have this method, why didn't you use it earlier?" Sambo asked Black Swan.

"Such a rough method goes against my memory aesthetics, but sometimes for the sake of results... I have to let go of some of the reserve of the process." Black Swan shook his head and explained.

...

When the Black Swan came to the statue of the Clock Boy.

In front of the Watch Boy, there was undoubtedly a trash can, a Beloberg-style trash can.

"There is no strange Dream Troupe, and no evidence all over the floor... We finally caught up with her, uh, but what is that... A Beloberg trash can? In Pinocchio?" Sambo said, looking at the trash can in surprise.

"Hey! Dear Rememberer, and Uncle Cold Legs, you are finally here! I didn't expect you to dare to skip the last puzzle, which was my confident work! Forget it, Master Hanabi doesn't bear grudges, come on, this is the last question... Please listen to the question! What creature has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?"

"Why isn't this a murder case?" asked Black Swan.

"It's important to relax once in a while! Come on, dear, give your answer quickly~"

"Since it's a classic puzzle... the answer is 'human', right?" Black Swan gave his own answer.

"Pfft, wrong answer! How could it be such a boring answer! The correct answer is - "Fireworks"! "

"I'm too sleepy to get out of bed in the morning, I'm busy running around at noon, and I'm exhausted at night, but I still have to raise my hand to brush my teeth. Poor Hanabi!"

"So of course it's 'four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening'~"

"What a mess..." Sambo looked embarrassed.

"What a lovely answer." Black Swan smiled.

"Thank you for your compliment, dear.. But considering your cheating behavior just now, you won't be so easy to fool this time! If you answer wrong, accept the punishment!"

Suddenly, the trash can transformed into legs and hands, and then attacked Black Swan and Sambo.

"Wow! Don't...don't come over here!" Sambo exclaimed, and flexibly turned his body to the side, exerting force with his waist, cleverly avoiding the clumsy attack of the trash can, and then quickly jumped behind the black swan.

Upon seeing this, Black Swan calmly stretched out her right hand with her palm slightly open. An ethereal energy gathered from her fingertips and hit the deformed trash can directly. However, the trash can seemed to be hit in the vitals by an invisible force. It suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"Oh, no sound? This guy is finally quiet... Sister, let's open the lid quickly and pull that girl out..." Sambo waited for a moment, and after confirming that the trash can was no longer moving, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Black Swan.

"Wait, don't move, something is wrong." Black Swan stopped Sambo's actions, slowly walked to the trash can, and began to observe the surroundings carefully.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on the shadow of the Clock Boy statue, where Hanabi was lying quietly on the ground.

"Ah...Ah...Ah...Sister, you...you beat Hanabi to death! How, how is this possible?! How could someone die in Pinoconi's dream! Liuguang Yiting...what did you do?!" Seeing this, Sambo pointed at Black Swan in horror, his voice trembling.

"It was you who did it, right? Killing someone in a dream...only the power of "memory" can do this! You planned it from the beginning. Just because she teased you and played a joke on you...you wanted to kill her to silence her!" Sambo's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Oh... I understand. You insist on not letting me go just to drag me into this! If I don't agree, my ending... will be the same as hers..." Sambo's voice became lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he finally saw through the Black Swan's intentions.

However, Black Swan just smiled faintly and shook his head: "Death does not exist in Pinocchio's dream. This is the promise of the family and the blessing of "Harmony". Even the Rememberer cannot break this barrier. There is no need to go to so much trouble. If you just want to confirm this matter... I have already told you the answer, Miss Hanabi."

"Ms. Hana...Miss Hanabi? Who are you talking to?" Sambo looked around with a confused look on his face.

"You, "the other character disguised as Hanabi" is you, Mr. "Sambo"? "Black Swan looked at him.

"This...you can't say that!" Sambo quickly waved his hands to deny it.

Then, Sanbo's tone suddenly changed: "But... if you want to identify me as Hanabi, you have to provide corresponding evidence. Oh, evidence is a bit difficult, so "inference" is also OK."

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"The clue for the last question is a little obvious," said Black Swan.

"Oh, it's the "Locked Room Murder Case"? I thought you were going to ignore it." Sambo responded casually.

"That's Miss Hanabi's hard work. How could I bear to skip it?" Black Swan shook his head slightly.

"The key to solving the mystery lies in two pieces of information provided by the detective: first, there was a lot of blood at the scene, and second, the victim had obviously been dead for a long time. With my limited knowledge, I can only draw two conclusions. One is that the murderer does not seem to have the need to create a "locked room murder" because a locked room always needs a reason to exist..."

"But according to the detective's description, this secret room did not delay the witnesses from discovering the body, there was no third party at the scene who could be blamed, and the blood on the ground did not seem to be disguised as suicide..." Black Swan said as he fell into deep thought.

"In this case, the murderer seems to have no reason to create a secret room. There is also reason to speculate that if the scene is indeed a secret room, the person who created the secret room may not be the murderer," Black Swan analyzed.

"As for the second conclusion, it is even more obvious. When everyone broke into the scene, why did the assistant rush forward to stop the bleeding? How could such a professional be willing to destroy the scene in order to rescue a person who had obviously been dead for a long time? The answer is simple, because the "detective assistant" is the murderer." The Black Swan's eyes became firm, as if he had seen through everything.

"I left in a hurry and didn't hear the whole riddle. I tentatively make the following guess: the murderer killed the deceased the night before, but did not lock the door. So when he learned this information, he realized that it was the deceased who was still alive who created the secret room."

"For this, he must rush to the scene as soon as possible to confirm whether the deceased has left any evidence that is unfavorable to him. Judging from his behavior, it should be related to the canvas. Maybe the message of death is on it. Of course, this is just a simple thinking game. It doesn't matter what the answer is. Miss Hanabi just wanted to hint at one thing to me. The murderer is the "detective assistant", that is, you, Mr. "Sambo". Although I have been using this title, it was you who first proposed it." Black Swan looked at Sambo.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're more of a detective than a rememberer?" Sambo looked at her.

"In my opinion, there is no essential difference between the two. Follow the tiny ripples on the water, use some abilities and techniques, keep diving deep, touch the deepest secrets in people's hearts, salvage them, and protect them carefully... The truth will not lie, and neither will "memory." The Black Swan shook his head.

"This is a very brilliant reasoning, and it's very close to the truth... But I have another answer, do you want to hear it?" Sambo asked her.

"Another answer?"

"The great artist Hanabi locked the bedroom door and used red paint to create the illusion of blood everywhere. The detective assistant who first rushed into the room and proved that she was dead was not the murderer, but an accomplice who helped her fake her death," said Sambo.

"What a shame, dear, you were so close to getting it right, but the correct answer is... "Hanabi-sama's corpse"."

"Hanabi, disguised as Hanabi's corpse."

When Hanabi slowly stood up from the ground, Black Swan's pupils shrank slightly.

She was deceived.

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