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Chapter 79 I should be able to jump over this cliff

The incident of the bandage was temporarily exposed, and several people walked onto the suspension bridge and headed to the villa.

Shiraishi hesitated for a moment as he walked onto the bridge.

For a moment, he thought about whether to stay by the suspension bridge to prevent this thing from being broken secretly.

But soon, he felt that this was unrealistic again.

——If the suspension bridge is disrepaired and is broken by itself, it will be difficult to stop it by relying on the power of a person.

And if it is artificial and wants to stop this, he has to spend a lot of time guarding the suspension bridge.

If you don’t stay in the villa and have to go outside to look at the bridge, this strange behavior is difficult to explain and is easily targeted by the murderer.

After quickly giving up this idea, Shiraishi began to make other ideas.

Considering that the limit length of the steel wire is 20 meters, in previous experiments, the "new organ" of silver thread has also performed relatively well in climbing and suspension.

If it really doesn't work, he can take any big brother and use the enhanced mask state to climb over the mountain stream, run to a signal place to call for help.

After thinking about the way back, Shiraishi turned on the light screen and looked at it. There was no task of "save the unlucky guy who fell from the bridge". Only then did he calm down, drag his suitcase and trot for a few steps, and followed the people in front of him.

Walking across the suspension bridge, ringing the doorbell. Not long after, Suzuki Ayako, who had a fluffy ponytail, opened the door from inside.

"Here you." She pointed upstairs: "Go up and put your luggage first. You are here much faster than expected. I've just started preparing supper."

Suzuki Sonoko changed her shoes and walked into the hall, looked at the kitchen through the frosted glass, which was empty inside.

She was a little disappointed: "Only six of us? I thought it would be very lively."

"The others are still packing their luggage on the second floor, and they are all late, and the road is a bit congested today." Ayako Suzuki smiled and urged:

"You guys go quickly, too. Put the things down and come down to help me. It's so boring to cook alone."

Several people were about to walk upstairs, but Conan suddenly said, "All of them are late? So are the actor wrapped in bandages?"

Ayako Suzuki didn't quite understand what he was saying: "We don't have actors in our club."

Ran Maori quickly helped Conan to add: "We just saw a person dressed in "The Cyan Kingdom" on the suspension bridge. Isn't he a participant in this convening?"

Ayako Suzuki shook her head in confusion: "I haven't heard of this project, and neither Mari nor Takahashi likes to play cos. Have you read it wrong?"

The sound of boiling water lifting the lid of the pot came from the kitchen. Ayako Suzuki hurriedly threw down the sentence "I'll go and see the pot first", turned around and trot into the kitchen.

The remaining few people looked at each other, and in the end, Suzuki Sonoko broke the silence:

"What my sister said makes sense. It's more than ten meters away, and it's dusk again. We probably saw it wrong. That person must have just wrapped his scarf too tightly."

Suzuki Yuanko was very heartbroken and waved her hand: "Anyway, go to the second floor guest room first to put down your bag! Lu Ji was carrying his luggage all the time and was very tired."

She said this very considerately, then pinched her handkerchief and turned shyly. She originally wanted to look at Shiraishi tacitly and then gently wipe his sweat.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw that his backpack had been on the ground. Shiraishi was folding the handkerchief that had been wiped with sweat and put it back into his pocket. As soon as he entered the door, he removed his backpack. It was so heavy, how could he keep carrying it?

"..." Suzuki Yuanko's hands were lifted up froze in the air.

A second later, she wiped her forehead with a handkerchief as if nothing happened, and changed her condolences: "It's worthy of being disciplined! She has strong ability and adaptability to adapt to changes!"

"...Thank you?" Although it seemed that she wanted to praise people, why did it sound so awkward...

Several girls quickly found their own bags and carried them upstairs.

Shiraishi looked at the remaining suitcases and moved these things up the stairs.

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, he saw Ran Mori retreating from a room in a panic, and closed the door and bowed desperately to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong!"

She changed the room awkwardly, and opened it and was about to walk in. When she saw the inside, she was shocked again and quickly closed the door: "Sorry, sorry! I thought the room was empty!"

Suzuki Yuanko and Tomokako Ikeda heard the movement and poked their heads out of their respective rooms.

They were walking in front just now and opened a room at random, but no one was there.

Unexpectedly, there were people living in two rooms behind, and the people inside did not lock the door when changing clothes.

Ran Maori saw two half-fruit personnel one after another, and was so embarrassed that she turned around in a dizzy state, and opened another room.

Conan originally wanted her to knock first, but she couldn't stop shouting, and her legs were not as long as Maori Ran. When he ran over, the door was already open.

Fortunately, the room was empty this time.

Ran Maori almost cried with joy and shed tears. She happily floated into the room with her luggage. Conan followed her and entered the room with a speechless look on her face.

The other two girls also retracted their heads with relief.

"..." Shiraishi looked at the closed door. Do you want any luggage?

He sighed, pushed his suitcase to the door of each of the four of them, and dragged his box to the last room.

Shiraishi fully learned from the experience and lessons of Mori Ran and knocked on the door a few times.

There was no movement inside, so he unscrewed the door handle and walked into the house.

I put my luggage and washed my hands. I originally wanted to take out the bed sheet I brought with me and put it in, but then I thought that if someone died in the room when he left, the bed sheet would definitely be dirty... I'd better wait until I go to bed.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi put away the things he had taken out and put them back into the suitcase.

After looking around, he had nothing to prepare, so he went down to the living room again.

When Shiraishi arrived, several people had already sat at the dining table.

Ayako Suzuki walked out of the kitchen with a plate of small biscuits and put the snacks on the dining table. It will take some time for dinner to be ready.

The rest of the people also arrived one after another. In addition to the protagonists and Tomokako Ikeda who met on the road, there was also a boy with an ordinary appearance, a big beer belly and a simple smile.

When Ayako Suzuki introduced the members of the club to the three protagonists, Shiraishi also eavesdropped on her ears and learned that the beer-bellied boy next to her was Ryoichi Takahashi who was still in college. He studied surveying and mapping engineering, and he didn't know why he had to go to this unpopular club to study movies.

As Takahashi approached, Shiraishi looked at him and always felt that something was wrong.

After Takahashi Ryoichi pulled out his chair and sat next to him, Shiraishi finally found the problem.

This beer belly... always feels a bit stiff.

Although he had never grown up, he often used his elders' beer belly as a drum when he was a child. At this time, he felt very soulless when he saw Ryoichi Takahashi's belly.

Although the knowledge you learn is always strange, you can use it every time, and it is worthy of me. Shiraishi praised himself in his heart.

At the same time, after focusing on the belly of the next seat, Shiraishi remembered a plot.

——In a case, the murderer seemed to have dismembered the victim, and then he stuffed the head into the belly of fake beer to create a proof of absence...

Could it be the honest and honest guy next to you?
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