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"I just don't want to be disqualified because of that woman."
Shotaro glanced at Kurumi Namba, then turned to the masked man who was actually Kanna Kubokura and asked, "Of all these people, you're the only one who wasn't at the scene of the murder. Where were you then?"
"I...I don't remember either."
The masked man lowered his head.
“Sometimes I don’t even know where I am.” Her voice trembled slightly.
Shotaro stroked his chin, looking somewhat troubled. This masked man was created by the King, so it certainly wouldn't use its memory to attack people on its own.
So, even if it was it, was it forced to use the memory by someone else? But that person...
But who exactly is it?
"Hmph, putting on this pitiful act, I wonder what your true colors are like?" Nanba Kurumi mocked.
"Don't forget, if a woman really dies every night, the next person to be killed could be you or me."
"Stop arguing!" Kagami Sora finally lost his temper and shouted.
Shotaro Sato adjusted his hat.
Sighed.
......
On a vast, snowy night, a fierce wind raged and snow fell heavily.
In the corridor of the mansion, Philip and Shotaro Sato were discussing the case.
"Shoutaro."
Philip stroked his chin. "I think I have a vague idea of what happened in this case."
Shotaro was immediately taken aback:
"Do you know who the culprit is?" he asked urgently.
“That’s a rather bold assumption,” Philip said thoughtfully, resting his chin on his hand.
"I lack confidence, so I'd like to hear your opinion before making a judgment." He turned to Shotaro and asked him:
Who do you think is the culprit?
"To be honest, I can't be sure yet."
Shotaro Sato answered, adjusting his hat.
"Before Fujii was killed, I thought she was very suspicious. Not only did she have a conflict with Zaizen Reki, but she was also the most dangerous one among them."
"That's what I thought at first."
Philip agreed.
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“But I know you’ll laugh at me for saying that, saying I’m just a half-baked detective,” Shotaro said, adjusting his hat and looking at Philip.
“Thank goodness for you, I’m confident in my hypothesis now,” Philip said confidently. “There should be a way to prevent any more casualties.”
"Really?" Shotaro asked in surprise.
Neither of them noticed that in a corner of the corridor, Wan Deng Xue Shi was leaning against the wall, quietly listening to their conversation, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
however!
In a place he didn't even notice.
Lu Chen was watching him with amusement.
Even beside Lu Chen, there was more than just one woman, Kanna Kubo.
None of them were wearing masks.
The gaze directed at Lu Chen.
They were all filled with worship and adoration.
Chapter 118 is related to the museum! Alcoholic memory!!!
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白昼备群1⑦⑨60③⑦⑨②，备群1⑦⑨60③⑦⑨②雪119中宅邸。
The explosive cyclone that lasted all night has finally dissipated.
The weather improved and returned to normal snowy days.
Shotaro pushed open the restaurant door and found that many people, including Kagano Sora and Kanamori Daisuke, had already arrived.
The butler handed a note to Kagano Sora, who was still wearing a mask.
After receiving the note, Kagami Sora, disregarding the guests who were entering the restaurant, eagerly began to read it:
“I voluntarily relinquish my eligibility as a bride candidate, leave this mansion, and pray to the gods, hoping that one day I can meet Mr. Sora in my true form.”
"The letter was a note left in her room by a lady in white."
The butler explained.
Hearing this, Kurumi Nanba, sitting at the dining table, was overjoyed. Her only rival, Kanna Kubokura, was gone, and now she was the only remaining bride candidate. She abruptly stood up and loudly asked Sora Kagami:
"So, does that mean I won this ceremony?"
But Kagami Sora didn't seem to hear her voice, instead staring intently at the note in his hand.
"Is that so?" Kurumi Nanba asked again.
But Kagami Sora still didn't answer. He stared at the letter, his breathing rapid, and his hand clenching the paper trembled slightly.
Kurumi Nanba noticed his expression and her gaze turned serious.
Shotaro Sato also noticed, and he watched all this thoughtfully with his arms crossed.
In the mountains and forests outside the mansion.
Covered with snow.
"Kanna Kubokura" was still wearing a mask and walking alone in the snow with her head down.
The weather was so cold that her breath turned white.
“I’m so disappointed.” A voice suddenly rang out in front of her.
When Kanna Kubo looked up, she saw Kurumi Namba, who was still wearing a mask, emerge from behind the big tree in front of her.
Her bright red cheongsam contrasted sharply with the surrounding white snow.
“Now I understand,” Kurumi Nanba said as she walked up to Kanna Kubo.
"So you really are the one that Mr. Sora likes the most!"
"I'm so angry!" Her tone was as ferocious as the mask she wore.
"Leaving behind that ambiguous note, are you planning to wait until this party ends and he comes after you, right?"
Kurumi Nanba pointed at Kanna Kubo's nose and angrily shouted insults.
"Such blatant violation of the rules, yet she acts like a good girl." She became increasingly angry as she spoke, and disregarding Kagano Sora's rules, she took off her mask.
"You woman are really infuriating!"
In her emotional state, she pulled out the alcohol memory device and immediately activated it.
"Alcohol!" As the sound of the memory activating rang out, Kurumi Nanba's face began to mutate, and a pattern resembling the Sharingan appeared.
"You might as well stay in this village," she said with a ferocious expression, her tone full of sarcasm.
Then, as if she held the power of life and death, she announced from her superior position:
"Cheers to your doomsday!"
As she spoke, she raised the alcohol memory device, preparing to imbue it into herself.
However, the next moment, she froze.
Suddenly, the seemingly delicate "Kanna Kubo" appeared before her with a lithe and agile figure.
Before she could react, "Kanna Kubokura," who had already rushed in front of her, kicked the alcohol memory device out of her hand.
"There's something I need to state beforehand." The person dressed as Kanna Kubo removed her wig and mask, revealing a handsome face.
It's Philip.
Nanba Kurumi was taken aback by what she saw.
"Perhaps it's because of my physique, but somehow I'm always assigned to wear women's clothes, even though I don't actually need to disguise myself."
Philip threw the wig on the ground, his tone somewhat dissatisfied. He naturally knew that the current Kanna Kubo was just a fake created by the king.
"Let me state upfront that I personally have absolutely no interest in this area."
"Surrender, lady in cheongsam." Shotaro suddenly appeared from the woods, adjusting his hat as he tried to persuade her to surrender.
"It's...it's you guys?" Kurumi Nanba was so surprised that she was speechless.
She never dreamed that the two detectives would set up such a trap for her.