Half a year after being invited to the Twilight Pavilion.
The sun has set, and the thick night surrounds the brightly lit Dusk Pavilion.
Completely different from the high-spirited mood on the first day, it was already dinner time, but there were only a few people sitting sparsely in the entire restaurant, and there seemed to be a layer of gloom and mist hanging over our heads.
The dining table was filled with delicacies from all over the world, but the scholars had no appetite at all.
Several people walked in in a hurry, each grabbed two pieces of steaming hot pizza, stuffed it into their mouths and chewed it, and left in a hurry.
Such a long time has passed and so many of them have made almost no progress at all.
But if it were just like this, they wouldn't be so anxious.
At the beginning, the accommodation and food provided by the Karasuma family made the scholars feel as if they were in paradise. Even if they did not gain anything, they could still receive a considerable sum of money as reward every day. Although they could not leave the Twilight Hall,
I can still maintain correspondence with the outside world. It can be said to be a fairy-like day.
But as time passed slowly, one day, a sudden change occurred.
A month ago, Karasuma Renye summoned them to the room with the long table and asked them if they had discovered anything.
Everyone was speechless. If they could find the treasure, they would have reported it to the Karasuma family for a reward.
At that time, no one thought that this call would be the beginning of a nightmare.
In the silence, Renye Karasuma waved his hand, and the steward standing behind him immediately took out his pistol, pointed it at the nearest scholar and pulled the trigger.
The prestigious scholar fell straight into a pool of blood and refused to close his eyes.
Several fierce-tempered scholars immediately rushed forward to ask for an explanation, but were shot one by one by the housekeeper. Their blood stained the floor red.
The successive deaths scared other scholars into silence.
Regardless of the commotion of everyone present, Renye Karasuma told them that if nothing was found, he would kill a few people every week.
Afterwards, the living scholars desperately discovered that all access to the outside world had been cut off by a group of crow-like men in black. The House of Twilight had completely turned into an isolated island, and they could not escape from this prison.
At the same time, in order to prevent the outside world from discovering the abnormality, the Karasuma family forced them to maintain correspondence with family and friends according to the content provided by the Karasuma family, creating the illusion that everything was business as usual.
In the past month, the remaining people couldn't eat well or sleep well. Under the fear of death, they devoted themselves to the pursuit of treasures and almost plowed the Dusk Hall over and over again.
There is only one person who sleeps longer, eats more, and has a frighteningly healthy and regular schedule. It is as if he regards the Dusk Pavilion as his own home and lives a comfortable life every day.
"Mr. Qingshan, sometimes I really envy your good attitude." Smith looked at Yuan Huaiyu who was devouring his food and cut the steak with a wry smile. However, the juicy beef in his mouth only felt like chewing wax.
Qianjian was a little more optimistic than Smith, but he also had no appetite. He nodded: "Yes. But thanks to Qingshan's reminder before, the clue we deduced saved our lives."
After discovering that they and others had become caged birds, the first thing the three of them did was to inform the butler of their reasoning about the House of Dusk.
Although this reasoning seems to be of little use, it also makes them lucky enough to be among the invited scholars who are still alive today.
Initially, a total of nearly thirty people were invited to the Twilight Pavilion, but now there are only fifteen people left.
I saw Yuan Huaiyu struggling with a whole roast chicken, eating so much that his hands and mouth were shiny, and he had no time to answer the two of them.
Smith and Qianjian hurriedly filled their bellies and discussed the next search plan.
"Smith, I'm going to visit the butler again and ask him if he recalled any special details." Qianjian said.
"Okay, then let's split up. I'll go to the Karasuma family's library to look for any books and materials that we missed." Smith nodded.
While the two of them were discussing the search direction and the possibility of treasure, Yuan Huaiyu finally finished the golden and tender roast chicken on the plate.
"What time is it now? Do you still want to investigate at this late hour? I plan to go back early to take a bath and rest." Yuan Huaiyu touched his overstuffed belly, wiped his mouth, and leaned back on the chair contentedly.
He yawned.
There is no sense of urgency at all. You, the doctor, are really here for a vacation, right?! Life is at stake now! Qianjian and Smith cursed.
Qianjian looked at his watch, pointed at Smith's wrist and said to Yuanhuaiyu: "It's seven and a half in the evening. Mr. Qingshan, I think you seem to be asking us the time a lot lately? If you care about time so much, why not
How about buying a good watch like us?"
Smith echoed: "That's right. With your net worth, this should be a small thing, right? For a man, a good watch that can show his status is indispensable."
Yuan Huaiyu smiled and waved his hand: "Let's wait until we can go back alive. You two have watches, so it's okay to stay with you. However, if it weren't for the fact that there seems to be no clock in the Dusk Pavilion, I wouldn't
There’s no need to keep asking you!”
Hearing this, Qianjian and Smith were stunned at the same time.
"Hey, Smith, speaking of clocks, do you find this Twilight House a little strange?" Qianjian rubbed his mustache and frowned.
Smith also fell into deep thought: "Yes, we have been to every room since we arrived at the Twilight Pavilion, but I never remember seeing a clock."
It's no wonder that everyone has never noticed anything strange about the Twilight Pavilion, because most of the people invited are well-known people, and watches are almost standard equipment. It is for this reason that they ignore this point without the need to check the time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only Mr. Qingshan, whom I met after coming here, is an outlier without a watch.
Just when the two of them were lost in thought, Yuan Huaiyu seemed to have thought of something and clapped his hands: "No! There is still a clock. If I remember correctly, there is only one room with a clock in the Dusk Pavilion.
"
"Where is it? Take us there quickly!"
Qianjian suddenly grabbed Yuan Huaiyu's arm. He still couldn't understand the concept of the only clock in the entire annex, but his intuition told him that this was probably the key to the treasure they were looking for.
There is only one clock in such a large Twilight Hall, which is quite abnormal in itself.
While Qianjian and Smith were extremely excited, two screams came from the distance.
"ah--"
"No!!"
The screams pierced the quiet night sky and resounded in everyone's ears.
"It's Mr. Boman and Amitabh!" Qianjian's expression changed. He heard that the source of the screams was two Indian scholars he knew.
Immediately afterwards, a voice came from that direction again——
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots were fired, and then no more sound was heard.
Beads of sweat as big as soybeans dripped from the foreheads of Qianjian and Smith. It was clear that the week had not yet come, but at this time, a victim appeared. The sudden change made the two of them frightened.
Yuan Huaiyu also put away his relaxed expression, pulled the two people around him and turned around to leave.
"Quick! Let's go to that room!"
Karasuma Renye is more impatient than he thought. Judging from this posture, it is very likely that he has given up on cracking the treasure and wants to drive out all the remaining scholars.
With so many well-established scholars trapped in the Twilight Hall, even the Karasuma family can no longer keep the news secret.
As if to verify his conjecture, gunfire rang out again from another direction.
The loud gunshots meant that another life was lost forever, and endless panic grew uncontrollably in the hearts of the scholars who were still alive.