coobybook Chapter 315 Tragedy ends?
Chapter 315 Tragedy ends?
Chapter 315 The tragedy ends?
In order to prevent Conan from running out of the food delivery channel, Oletus and his crew had installed a food delivery channel that was like a small elevator. As long as the food was placed on the conveyor belt, it could be transported up and down.
"What's that noise?" The night watchman who was eating stew in a cauldron was surprised to hear the clanging sound.
Hongdie picked up a piece of tempura and said, "I don't know. Could something have gone wrong over there?"
The antique dealer put on a mask of pain and asked, "Who cut ginger into large pieces and boiled them like potatoes?"
The striker and the batsman looked at each other and said that they didn't do it.
On the other side, the mercenary was eating with big mouthfuls of food, and the gravekeeper was helping him add more food.
Conan used his strength-enhancing shoes to kick open the door of the food delivery passage, and the small door panel that flew out accurately knocked over the crucible in front of the night watchman.
The night watchman, who was caught off guard and had his face splashed with soup, slammed the table and stood up: "Who is it!!!"
The mercenary wiped the rice from the corner of his mouth and said, "Wow, this is really incredible."
After Conan crawled out of the food delivery passage, he looked breathlessly at Oritis and the others who were eating supper in front of him and the same surveillance screen on the wall, and was confused again for a moment.
"Huh... Huh... They, Brother Mike and the others were all killed in the explosion in Moon River Park! Why are you still eating with peace of mind, why!" Conan lay on the ground tiredly, crying helplessly.
The gravekeeper handed the night watchman a hot, wet towel, and the night watchman took it and wiped his face.
"Oh, so that's what you're angry about." The night watchman's tone seemed nonchalant. "That's perfectly normal."
"You...what did you say?" Conan's eyes widened in disbelief. "How can you trample on lives like this and watch their struggles as if they were a play!"
The mercenary put down his bowl and walked over to help Conan up: "I will explain the specific situation to you. Although it seems cruel on the surface, the truth is not what you think. Don't cry."
"Then, what exactly are you doing..." Conan was a little confused after hearing the mercenary's explanation. He didn't understand how else to explain those dead people he saw.
"Go get those two out first. They'll probably be worried if you come up here alone."
After saying that, the mercenary took Conan out of the room.
By the way, this room is also known as the Little Black Room Club. Usually, many supervisors and survivors who are kicked into the ban position will secretly have a snack in this room during the ranking period, and watch the red temperature and defense breaking scenes of their colleagues in the ranking.
There were a lot of "positive" characters written on the small blackboard representing the Red Temperature List hanging on the side, and Jack's number of "positive" characters ranked first.
Of course, other people also come to this room on a regular basis. Since the small dark room is permanently occupied by someone, it is even better than a place for some people to stay. The antique dealer is even considering using the unused flower pots here to grow some garlic.
Although the gardener's strawberries were growing well, the potted strawberries were so sour that even the vanguard wouldn't try to steal them. So the gardener gave up on cultivating these plants and focused on taking care of the greenhouse.
The mercenary pulled Conan to the door of the monitoring room and calmly opened the door with the key. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Toru Amuro inside trying to pry the lock.
"That's not a big deal. He's only been out for less than a quarter of an hour." The mercenary looked at Toru Amuro speechlessly.
Amuro Toru put away the wire in his hand: "I thought your experiments were all about human body modification in the laboratory."
"Regardless of why you hold such a 'game', it is obvious that only Muro survived in the end. Is this the way you recruit new members? You select one person and kill all the others?" Akai Shuichi looked at the mercenary, hoping he could give an answer.
"'Murder'? If Valletta was affected by the potion and her death was indirectly caused by Joke, then the others seem to have 'committed suicide'." The mercenary put his hands on his hips.
"Margaretha drowned herself in search of a new way out. Jack chose to commit suicide for love after realizing there was no hope for her to escape. And Michael chose to bury everything after realizing his own mistakes."
"But you are the ones guiding all of that! Those perfumes can cause hallucinations and push them to do certain things!" Conan retorted.
"What's more, that performance note was the fate you had arranged for them. After reading these lyrics, they were inevitably affected. And the cards in the envelopes at the end reflected their own stories."
Conan took out a notebook from his pocket and copied down the performance list in detail before leaving the hall.
"Oh, that's really troublesome. I'm probably not suited to explaining this." The mercenary held his forehead. "I'd better take you to the professionals to hear their explanation."
The mercenary brought the three back to the Phantom of the Castle, where Fool Gold, the professor, the prophet, the air force and the bartender were all.
"It's finally over." The mercenary breathed a sigh of relief after bringing the man away. "Okay, I'm going back to get some late-night snack."
Conan and the other two watched the mercenary, who had not forgotten his original intention, turn around and leave, then turned to look at Oletus and the others sitting at the dining table.
The professor spoke first: "Ah, it's a bit difficult to directly explain the essence of the Manor Game."
The Air Force officer continued, "However, I can tell you very clearly that of the five people involved in this experiment, only Mr. Muro was judged to have escaped."
"What does this mean?" Toru Amuro looked at the Air Force.
"That means he successfully survived the experiment. The others were deemed 'lost,' so now we have to take the time to bring them back." The bartender shook his bottle.
Akai Shuichi's eyes widened. "Bring them back? They're dead, right? Whether it's Violetta who was seen by everyone or Margaretha, Joke, and Mike who we saw in the monitoring room, they're all dead, aren't they?"
"No, in fact, all five participants completed their farewell performances before midnight, so they can all continue to live in the manor." The prophet explained to them.
"But..." Conan frowned. It was too unbelievable to resurrect the dead.
At this time, the wild man came to the hall in a daze, followed by his wild boar companion, who was trying to comfort his master.
"Your companions will be brought here soon, don't worry." The professor's tone remained calm.
Soon, two dripping bodies were carried into the hall. They were the dancer who had jumped into the river and the weeping clown who had chased after her to commit suicide. The person carrying the bodies was the lame sheep.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mike's body..." Lame Sheep pointed helplessly at a broken crystal ball in a box nearby. "This is all I found."
"Mr. Jeffrey..." The Savage saw the miniature of the Noisy Circus in the broken crystal ball and fell to his knees, unable to hold on any longer. "I'm sorry, Mike, I'm sorry..."
"Don't be so quick to mourn," said Fool Gold. "As agreed, you have completed the requirements of the performance list, so we will fulfill those promises one by one."
The Savage looked quite angry: "Enough! My friends and my family are all dead! What's the point of you talking about this now!"
"And Violetta, where's Violetta? Did you abandon her there?"
"I was just about to say that..." The lame sheep made way, revealing the spider behind him.
"Muro..." Spider (under the spotlight) slowly walked up to the Savage. "Valletta finished her performance. That was Valletta's comeback show. Valletta was really happy."
Spider's prosthetic limbs had been replaced with those of a ballerina, and she was wearing a long, pale yellow dress with a large rose on the crinoline. Her brown curly hair was meticulously styled, with two small flowers pinned in her hair and icicles adorning the ends.
"So thank you, Muro, don't be sad. Jack, Natalie, and Mike, everyone will come back, and we will all be reborn!" Spider became excited at the end.
"Is this possible? I mean, to resurrect the dead..." The savage hugged the spider's small body in disbelief and felt the warmth of a living person.
The spider walked up to Conan, opened his arms, and shouted, "We will forget everything and be reborn!"
Just as Conan was stunned, Spider lowered his hand and asked, "Why, Mr. Detective, isn't Violetta's performance good enough?"