"Well...it hurts..."

Hattori Heiji groaned and opened his eyes, finding that he was still in darkness.

As his consciousness and senses awakened, he soon felt a cold touch infiltrate his body against the ground.

This is...where?

Hattori Heiji subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he didn't realize that his hands were tied behind his back with ropes. He stumbled and almost fell back down.

There is no need to doubt that I was kidnapped again, and I don’t know how long I was unconscious for...

Hattori Heiji lay on his side on the ground, somewhat dumbfounded.

Do you want to be so weak...

Fortunately, the kidnapper's binding technique was very unprofessional. Having learned escape techniques from an old detective, he was able to untie the rope in just a few minutes.

Underneath him, there was still the hard and cold floor.

Hattori Heiji didn't stand up in a hurry this time. Feeling the constant numbness in his wrist, he gently turned his neck.

Instantly, there was an indescribable pain in the occipital bone, like a chrysalis butterfly breaking out of its shell, along with the memories before coma.

"Well..."

Hattori Heiji groaned in pain again, he remembered.

In order to find Brother Geng who disappeared from the room, he followed the sound coming from the corridor and came to the hall alone. Then he saw a mysterious man wearing white socks on the stairs, and an old butler pushing a dining cart in the middle of the night.

.

Then, the hands of the clock fell from the old butler's pocket on the carpet, and he walked up and picked it up...

"Right."

He murmured softly.

It was at that moment that the murderer suddenly attacked him from behind.

He didn't even have time to look back at the murderer, and his consciousness was swallowed up by darkness the moment he was attacked...

Hattori Heiji blinked. As the pain subsided, he could vaguely see the general outline of this space.

Of course, it's only vague, and the specific things are still unclear.

The numbness on my wrist has gradually turned into the itching sensation of ants crawling on me.

It should be a wound caused by friction when I broke free from the rope. I hope I won't be unlucky enough to be infected by fungus.

He put his hands together and brought them up to his eyes to confirm. As a result, not to mention the haziness, it was even darker than when he first opened his eyes.

I am definitely not blind.

However, this does not seem to be a problem that these weak lights can solve...

It is useless to think too much. Now you still need to figure out where is the best place for you.

Hattori Heiji stood up and came to the wall on one side.

The walls were uneven and there was even thick wet liquid in some places.

Through these tactile sensations, it can be roughly judged that this should be a secret passage or dark room in the castle.

The mobile phone in his pocket and the hands of the clock were missing. It was very unlikely that they had fallen into the hall. They should have been taken away by the murderer.

And judging from this, the other party is still a person familiar with this castle.

Based on this, Hattori Heiji directly ruled out the suspicion of the twin brothers.

Of course, the old butler pushing the dining cart in front of him had no chance of attacking him.

It seems that...the only suspects left are Miss England and her lawyer.

"Brother Gengyi must have also encountered danger..."

Hattori Heiji thought as he moved slowly, sometimes raising his feet and sometimes squatting down, groping the nearby walls and floors as much as possible with his hands.

Although there is no evidence to support it, the probability of the murderer's experience of throwing him at the entrance of the secret room is very high.

This is a very normal psychological expression. For example:

A person adheres to the rules outside, abide by the corresponding public places etiquette, no noise or noise, be polite to others, work well ...

But no one can guarantee that such a person who is very particular about the rules does not do anything, will he like ordinary people, like ordinary people, and lose your clothes and clothes.

Walking around at home.

In short, if the murderer also thinks that the "dark road 'is safe, then instead of blindly turning from the inside, it is better to find out the exit and try it.

Oh?

A few seconds later, the service department was tripped by something at the feet.

He quickly squatted on the ground and groped, and then touched a cold ice, with a bumpy feature ... face.

hiss...

He knew it was an individual, but he couldn't know who the other party was.

This is different from the stimulus of the box game.

Fortunately, the service department has a rich experience. He settled, and his hands continued to grop to move to the opponent's neck.

Without jumping, people are really dead ...

Immediately after, his hand continued to move down, and touched the collar, buttons, and ...

Well, a man ...

The service department did not find the lighting equipment from the other party, because there was no hope from the beginning, so at this time he was not too disappointed.

It is a pity that there is no lighting, and the cause of the death of the deceased seems to be a bit difficult.

There is no bloody smell nearby, and there is no obvious wound on the corpse. This person's hands are not tied, his mouth, throat, and abdomen does not have obvious hard blocks. Since it is not died of bluntware or weapon, maybe ... poison or kill or ...

asphyxia?

hiss...

Shouldn't there be snakes, spiders, or scorpions here?

Thinking of this, the service of the service is cold. Although those things are far less terrible than humans, but in the face of death, whether it is a ‘pistol’ or ‘submachine gun’, if it ’s more true, it seems only:

Uh -ah ... flutter, and uh uh uh -ah ... flutter;

The difference.

"Let's look for it again. Since it is a secret switch, it will definitely be set in the position that people can touch ..."

After a moment of silence, the service department stood up, crossed the corpse directly, and continued to look forward along the wall.

After another five minutes.

The service department stopped helplessly. He leaned against the wall, sitting on the ground and began to breathe slightly.

Sweat followed the horns.

He was not afraid, but because he kept raising his arm, he had pulled his back neck, which made the part of the murderer swollen again.

He thought about this time, and even a brother could suddenly appear in front of himself as last time, and to resolve the crisis in front of him very cleanly.

But this time, even if he doesn't go to explore whether the other party is safe, he may not even know where he is locked.

The service department thought, and the consciousness began to blur.

After that, he had a few brief sobries several times, but every time he opened his eyes, the scene he saw was not different from previous.

It's still dark.

In confusion, his body posture gradually changed from leaning against the wall to slumping to one side.

This is a very slow process, so slow that even during his multiple awakenings, it evolved into a frame-skipping animation.

Suddenly, Hattori Heiji opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!