Daytime or daytime.
The sky is always sunny, and he stares at all the filth with his bright eyes.
Light travels in a straight line, and there are always countless giant hands working together to cover an area of obscurity.
God noticed all this.
People are praying to him, but any confession seems short-lived.
He turned away and went to find the next corner worth shining and protecting.
Missing, not coming back.
…
No matter how hard the clouds try, light will always pass through their bodies.
I held a flashlight, and even though it was daytime, I still believed it would come in handy.
"Why are you holding a flashlight, Si Ye?" Tanizaki's coat was a little loose around his waist, and he stretched out his hand to tighten it again.
"Ah, because some criminal investigation films do this," I scratched my scalp shyly, "Based on the difference in light reflected from the flashlight on the wall, we can reasonably deduce what happened before."
"That's right, it's indeed a good method!" Tanizaki nodded, the outline of his broken hair blurred in the sunlight.
"Haha, it's a detective agency after all." I turned the flashlight around like a pen, and its shadow was as weak as my heart.
Actually, I don't know how to do it either. I just wanted to play with Kunikida's flashlight while he was away.
"Here we are, this is Sakura's home." Tokugawa took out a set of keys with a bullet-shaped pendant on it.
I looked at it intently, and couldn't help but sigh that the decorations nowadays are so exquisite, even the fake bullets are made to look like real ones.
Opening the door, a faint herbal fragrance wafted out of the room.
Tanizaki and I sniffed deeply at the same time, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
"Huh?" Tokugawa made an almost inaudible questioning sound.
"What's wrong? Miss Tokugawa." I stood close to her, so I could hear her clearly.
"Ah, no, no," Tokugawa quickly waved his hand, "I'm just curious why she suddenly changed the aromatherapy."
"Ah, it turns out Miss Isshiki has been using aromatherapy before. It's so exquisite!"
"Yes, she has been using the language of the pine forest before. It is a very strong fragrance." Tokugawa seemed to have recalled something and nodded happily.
"What about this? What kind of fragrance is this?" Tanizaki blinked curiously.
"This," she stood on tiptoes and half-squinted her eyes, "is orange cedar."
"Orange cedar?" I repeated.
"Yes, the scent of this fragrance is relatively quiet. Sakura and I like it very much. We originally planned to use it when we are together..." Tokugawa lowered his head and his voice gradually weakened, looking a little annoyed.
"The smell of cocoa is generally very long-lasting. Even if we ignite it together, I'm afraid we can only enjoy it together for a while. This is too short-lived." I shook my head, but on the surface I didn't agree very much.
To be honest, I'm skeptical of what she said.
"Well," Tokugawa bit his lower lip and tapped the ground lightly with his toes, "We plan to live together."
"Ah?" Tanizaki stared and shouted incredibly loudly.
"Hundreds, a happy marriage?" My mind went blank, and I could only clap my hands clumsily like a seal.
"What?" She shook her shoulder-length hair, and the fragrance of shampoo filled the air, "Because I have been renting a house, and I don't plan to continue renting it at the end of the year. And I have always had a good relationship with Li Ying, so I just I plan to move in with her. Of course, I will also pay her rent!"
"Oh." I nodded and turned to investigate the clues in the house.
After knowing the truth, I felt a little disappointed for no reason.
In the house, everything is light in color.
There were several cat paw-shaped pillows scattered on the pale pink sofa, a daisy-colored table lamp on the dusk-like floor, and several potted plants hung on a milky white flower stand.
Tanizaki and I closed the curtains together, deliberately creating a dark atmosphere.
Fortunately, at first I thought that in such a morning, the sunlight would spread over a large area in the bedroom anyway. But it seems that because Isshiki's curtains are thicker and darker in color, the light is not that wanton.
I pushed the flashlight away, and chemical light replaced physical light, illuminating every corner of the room in turn.
"Hey, what is this?" I asked doubtfully.
There is a straight black crack in the center of the reflective wall.
According to the formulas of those detective suspense novels, this is definitely a secret door.
Snapped--
I reached out and turned on the light and said, "Tanizaki, did you just see there?"
"I saw it." Tanizaki nodded.
"Try moving the flowerpot or other object next to it. It might be the lock of this door."
"Yeah, okay!" Tanizaki stood up and fiddled with almost all the items around him.
"It's no use, Si Ye!" He supported his sore waist.
"No way." I stepped forward unwillingly, but in my rush to reach my destination, I forgot to take care of the scenery under my feet.
I tripped over a stool and fell uncontrollably towards the wall.
Tanizaki wanted to grab me, but it was beyond his reach.
My face suddenly hit the wall, the bridge of my nose was painful from the pressure, and a small groan came from my glasses.
At this time, the most embarrassing thing happened.
With a "squeak" sound, the wall split from the middle and folded open like a door.
So, you are not doing it automatically, you are doing it manually.
Another world seems to have formed in the wall, with "ka ka" sounds coming one after another, and the lights turning on.
I picked up the pistol and was about to go down to find out.
"Well," Tokugawa suddenly said, "can you leave one person with me? I'm scared."
Tanizaki and I looked at each other in surprise.
"Okay, then I'll be here." Tanizaki's eyes are always timid, although he doesn't seem to have much fighting ability. But I believe that if something unexpected happens, his powers can protect them very well.
I nodded in understanding, turned around and walked down the stairs.
There are a lot of artificial lights here, but it’s definitely not a place for claustrophobes.
The intestine-like pipe is like a giant hand pinching the vital gate. The winding design makes you never know what kind of surprise will pop up in the next visual blind spot.
At any rate, it seemed like a century or so later, I finally walked out of that passage. I casually touched my forehead and wiped away the sweat.
At the beginning, he was very narrow and could understand people, but he suddenly opened up.
After walking out of the passage, although the whole person suddenly became enlightened, the light in front of him was far less bright than the one behind him.
But my flashlight happened to be thrown on the ground outside the house. At this moment, I had nothing to use for lighting.
However, when I was walking in the dark.
A sudden light almost blinded my eyes.
I took a few steps back in pain. When my eyes were almost able to adapt, I put down my hands and slowly opened my eyes.
In front of me is a huge screen.
The black characters on the screen were clearly written on a white background, saying:
“Fifteen-chome, there is a bomb in the Toubiao factory, and we have an hour to play a game.
Come, come and play~"
