white night syndrome

Chapter 230 198. Research Promotion Society of the University of Tokyo (please order the full version)
"But isn't that interesting? What a line of reasoning."

The young man known as Jisaki-kun pouted and said with excitement. It seemed that she was using "reasoning" as an adjective.

"A rare snowstorm in a century, a mountain villa standing in an isolated place, mobile phones and other communication tools cannot receive signals, residents with different personalities and occupations...

Isn't this the model for Grandma's mystery novel "No One Survived"?This also created a writing model called "Blizzard Villa Model" for future mystery novels. I feel very excited just thinking about it..."

"I have long said that novels should not be confused with reality. Although I also love reading mystery novels, I have always regarded them as spiritual food for entertainment."

The bespectacled young man who was sitting on the recliner pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said helplessly.

"Also, the Blizzard Mountain Villa mode was created by Quinn. Agatha just expanded and improved it. Remember it, you bastard."

"But in mystery novels, people who are already in the hotel are generally more likely to kill people than strangers...?" Jisaki tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, then said lightly, "For example, Ayatsuji Yukito's hotel series, the murderer is usually..."

"Not bad, Mr. Jisaki. After reading mystery novels for so long, I have begun to summarize the rules." The young man with glasses interrupted Mr. Jisaki. The light from the fire made his gold-rimmed glasses reflect white, "But very Unfortunately, there are countless works in which outsiders are the real culprits. The most classic example is——"

"Senior, please don't spoil the story."

The man who had just opened the wooden door for Kurosawa and the others suddenly made a loud noise, interrupting the slender young man's speech.

Hearing this, the latter spread his hands and shrugged: "I'm sorry, just thinking that a few of us must have read it a long time ago. I forgot to worry about the guests. Please forget what I said before. I'm very sorry."

An expression of understanding appeared on Kurosawa's face. He drank the coffee that was just handed to him. A warm current surged in his heart, and his condition became slightly better.

Then the cheongsam girl turned her attention to the villa again and found that it was actually more of a mountain hut. It was very simple. If you were in good health, it would be a good place for vacation.

The living room of the cabin has a coffee table, a row of sofas, a fireplace, storage cabinets and rocking chairs. The kitchen is semi-enclosed, and the stove inside can be seen.

Kurosawa also discovered that in addition to the four people he just saw, there was also a young man sitting on the sofa with a switch game console in his hand, his eyes fixed on the screen, and he was focused on playing games.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. We are all members of the Mystery Novels Research Society of the University of Tokyo. I help people under Terada, and I will now serve as the president. Please take care of me."

The slender young man closed the mystery novel in his hand, bowed to the two of them somewhat artificially, and then stretched out his finger to point to the man who opened the door.

"This is Yamada Kōku. Although Yamada-kun looks a bit old-fashioned, he is actually a freshman who is one year younger than me. He is a bit naive. Please forgive me if I am rude."

"..."

After hearing his senior introduce himself, Yamada pursed his dry lips and nodded to the two of them silently.

"Wow——! Jisaki is Jisaki! The person in charge of appearance of the Reasoning Research Association!"

The young man who was a little surprised just now continued to cheer for no apparent reason before his senior introduced himself, and then came the standard ending - being flicked on the head by Terada.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. If it really counts as a position, he should be the mascot of the Research Promotion Association. I don't know why this guy is always very active in some groups. He can fit in no matter what type. This also contributes to our promotion research." It will bring a lot of new life." Terada smiled apologetically and explained softly.

"I am Mochizuki Eri, and my dream is to become someone like the famous detective Aizuki Ye in "The Mystery of the Glass Tower" written by Chinen Mikito!" When the somewhat venomous Eri-chan introduced herself, she didn't look like she just did It's a bit too serious to say something dirty like that.

After the four of them introduced themselves, they all turned their attention to the young man on the sofa who was pressing the buttons of the Switch game console.

Seemingly noticing their gazes, the young man let out a somewhat impatient "tsk". Still holding the game console in his hands, he looked up at the two uninvited guests.

"Uesugi Akihiko, first of all, I have no intention of getting acquainted with you, and I have no intention of having a good relationship with you. If you insist on staying here, then do whatever you want." Uesugi said these words, The action of pressing the buttons in his hand was still going on, "But if you dare to disturb me while playing the game, you will be dead."

Uesugi made a motion of wiping his neck, and then continued to arrogantly sink his body deep into the sofa, playing the game seriously.

"Sorry, Uesugi-kun is just such a person. He is a game maniac in the Promotion Club." Terada pushed up his glasses, "Actually, I was quite strange when he joined the Promotion Club, but I took a few questions about mystery novels. Uesugi-kun can answer the questions fluently, so this is why he is approved to join."

"I am Kurosawa Mitsuka, and this is Li Ming beside me."

Kurosawa licked her dry lips. This was the first time she introduced herself to a group of more than five people. Her voice was trembling. It was obvious...she had some social fear.

"It's okay, as long as you've read mystery novels, we have a lot of topics in common!" Tsuzaki-kun covered his red forehead and grinned, "Speaking of which, you two should be lovers, right?"

"It hasn't reached that level yet." Kurosawa wiped the sweat from his forehead, trying his best to conceal his inner ecstasy, and then planned to use diversion to stop them from talking about this topic, "Mystery novel? ...Although I don’t usually like to read books, I have read some with the help of my friends.”

"It can't be Keigo Higashino, right?" Jisaki raised his eyebrows, and his expression changed at the moment he said this, full of disgust.

"Of course not. Are Higashino Keigo's novels also called mystery novels?" Li Ming answered at this time, "I thought of something more interesting. My friends before have never been interested in reading mystery novels, so I put this Sealed.”

"What's something fun?" Ji Qi became interested.

Sure enough, as President Terada said, Jisaki is really the mascot of the Promotion Society. He is interested in no matter what the topic is, and may be able to liven up the somewhat boring atmosphere.

"Now I want to name a novel." Li Meng cleared his throat. Kurosawa next to him was looking at his friend with interest. "The policeman in this novel fell in love with the criminal suspect, so this book is ...?"

"I know, it's "The Saint's Relief" written by Keigo Higashino."

Terada pushed up his glasses, and a rare and pure smile appeared on his face as he sat back on the recliner.

"Then I have a similar one here. This novel depicts a licking dog who sacrifices everything for his goddess and even kills an innocent person. In the end, she doesn't appreciate it, but the licking dog still has nothing. So what is this book?" "This one is quite hard to guess, but as soon as you mentioned killing an innocent person, I remembered it." Li Ming laughed unabashedly, "It was written by Higashino Keigo. Yes, this book is called "The Devotion of Suspect X"."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people laughed together.

"The novels written by Keigo Higashino shouldn't be considered mystery novels, right...? Although socialism can be considered a type of mystery novel, I always feel that what he writes is a bit different." Li Ming calmed down and expressed his opinion.

"The Socialists have been expelled from the mystery book a long time ago." Tsuzaki-kun spread his hands disapprovingly, "Also, I know that someone in our research club is writing mystery novels. If you write a book about the Socialists in the future, please don't write about me. Get in."

"Who writes a novel and includes you in it? You have completely lowered the IQ of the characters in the book, do you understand?" Eri-chan's poisonous tongue came into play again.

Seeing that the argument was about to start again, Terada once again played the role of leader and introduced again with a voice that could almost drown out the two of them.

"Everyone is having such a good chat, so let's introduce us to the two guests."

Terada paused for a moment and continued the newly opened topic without any explanation.

"I, Tsuzaki-kun, and Eri-chan are sophomores in college, while Kamigami-kun and Yamada-kun are freshmen. The five of us came to experience Blizzard Villa during the summer vacation. We originally planned to stay here for a week."

"Reservation?" Kurosawa was a little confused. Does this somewhat dilapidated cabin actually require a reservation?

"Yamada-kun ordered the villa online. The price is very cheap, but I don't know why... after we made the reservation, when we tried to log on to the website to find relevant matters... the website had been deleted."

Although Terada was skeptical about this, he continued to speak disapprovingly.

"The five of us drove here in an SUV, and the car was parked behind the mansion. The weather was quite good when we arrived last night. Unexpectedly, it suddenly turned bad today. If we drive out now, we will definitely be killed."

"Of course, you don't have to worry about food and other supplies. We have prepared enough food to experience the Blizzard Villa mode. I have calculated that even if you are included, we should be able to last for a week. You can wait until the snow stops."

"Of course, there is no signal on the mobile phone, and there is no landline phone or Internet..." Terada glanced at Uesugi sitting on the sofa, "So Uesugi-kun brought the switch game console over. When he went out, he happened to catch "Ser" "Legend of Legend: Tears of the Kingdom" is on sale, so this is a bit disrespectful."

Kurosawa nodded and listened quietly.

During the conversation, she gradually felt sleepy, perhaps because she caught a cold in the snow and wind. Even though the room was warm, she was still shivering.

My head became very heavy and my eyelids started to fight up and down.

Li Ming quickly noticed the condition of the cheongsam girl next to him, and immediately supported Kurosawa's shoulders with his warm hands: "I'm sorry... the snowy weather just now was really too strong, Miss Kurosawa may have caught a cold. So, can I borrow a room to rest?"

"Of course. We had a very interesting chat on the topic of mystery novels. Let's talk about it next time." Terada smiled, "It's really rude. I was chatting too happily and accidentally forgot to entertain the guests. It happened to be on the second floor. There are still two vacant rooms, so please don't be polite."

"Then it's already late. It's almost time for us to disband. Good night, everyone."

After some arrangements, we walked up the stairs from the first floor to the second floor. At the corner is Li Ming's room. There are a total of five rooms on the second floor. Except for Li Ming's room just explained, the rooms from the outside to the inside are respectively For Mikka Kurosawa, the taciturn Yamada-kun, and the president Terada.

The stairs are facing the storage room. On that side of the storage room, the rooms from the outside to the inside are the shower room and the toilet. Uesugi-kun only cares about games.

Mikka Kurosawa's room looked very simple, probably a civilian residence. There was a glass window on the thick wooden wall, and the wind and snow were still raging outside the window.

The room has a bed, table and chairs, wardrobe, chandelier and wall clock.

The time on the wall clock showed 45:[-] pm.

The strong wind outside the window was still raging. Li Ming helped Kurosawa lie down on the bed, covered the girl with a quilt, and then sat down on the edge of the bed, his head hanging down like a puppy that had made a mistake, his expression full of guilt.

"I'm so sorry...If I hadn't asked for the trip, this wouldn't have happened..."

"It's okay. This is not Li Mingjun's fault. I am very happy to play with you this time." Kurosawa narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head lightly, "But haven't we found a place to live now? What's the point? What are you so worried about...?"

"Yes, I'm really lucky to have found a place to live, but when I think about how I almost put you in danger, I... no, now is not the time to talk about this. You should have a good rest first. Are you feeling well?"

"I'm just a little dizzy, nothing else." Kurosawa tried his best to pretend to be as understated as possible, but his acting skills were really poor.

"?!"

Hearing that Kurosawa was unwell, Li Ming's face became even more livid. He hurriedly put his hand on her forehead and murmured to himself: "It's really hot... Why didn't you tell me earlier! I'll get the medicine... ..." After saying this, the young man suddenly reacted, "Ah! The medicine box was left in the car..."

After talking to himself, Li Ming seemed to want to calm Kurosawa down. He pretended that nothing happened and smiled at the girl.

"It's okay. I'll go ask them. Since they are here for vacation, they should be prepared. You can go to bed first... Good night."

Then he stood up, turned off the light and left the room

Kurosawa turned over stiffly. She planned to reflect on today's experience, but at this moment, the overwhelming tiredness drove her to fall asleep.

The clock on the wall is ticking, and the time has passed midnight. So what story is waiting for them next?

(End of this chapter)