[Iori muttered speechlessly, "In that lineup, perhaps that's a fair assessment."]

Although Iori really wanted to "open up" and enjoy this deserted island trip,... it was clear that no one was listening to him.

"Anyway, you're complaining without having drunk any, right?" Kudo suggested knowingly, "Then let's play Roulette Mary."

The so-called Roulette Mary game is simply preparing several glasses of tomato juice and adding hot sauce to one of them to create a Bloody Mary.

Then, draw a lot; each lot contains a different punishment.

Finally, everyone raised their glasses and drank tomato juice, then guessed who had won the prize. The person who guessed correctly had to accept a punishment.

"What's this?"

"It's incredibly boring."

After hearing the rules, Iori and Kohei both simultaneously revealed extremely disdainful sneers, as if they had heard some kind of kindergarten-level childish game.

The next second, as if by magic, the two produced a bottle of clear liquid from nowhere: "If you're so capable, then use water and vodka!!"

The tennis club members were speechless: "Your brains are soaked in alcohol, aren't they?!"

"He's the one with the flattest breasts today... In a sense, that's not wrong! Because the last one is still in his hometown."

"Chili sauce and tomato juice? Are you kids having a tea party? This childish game is hardly punishment! A real man should go straight for the water of life, you bastard!!"

Faced with this childish game, the onlookers were full of disdain. In PaB's daily routine, this level of game was not even considered a warm-up activity.

In that club, any game that could be considered respectable had to cause participants to experience temporary amnesia or interspecies hallucinations...

Academy City World

"I have to say, I also think there's something wrong with this Mary game. Senior Iori's solution is much better..."

Misaka Mikoto crossed her arms, her fingertips unconsciously tapping her arms, her brows slightly furrowed, and her gaze at the screen filled with obvious struggle.

"Is there a problem with this, Onee-sama?" Shirai Kuroko carefully reviewed the game rules and didn't find anything wrong with the process.

Tomato sauce and hot sauce, wine and water...

They all seem pretty much the same, the processes are all identical!

"Didn't you notice, Kuroko?" Misaka Mikoto pointed at the screen and said speechlessly.

"This is a deserted island, who would bring so much ketchup and chili sauce on vacation!"

Besides, even if chili sauce and ketchup are the same color, their liquid forms are completely different, making them very easy to distinguish...

However, alcohol is different—

As we all know, apart from the extreme case where we can use a hardcore method like burning it to test whether it is water or alcohol, there is simply no way to distinguish between them.

Most importantly, considering the characteristics of this group—

They really do carry alcohol with them everywhere!

It might even be an essential resource with a larger reserve than drinking water...

Thinking of this, Misaka Mikoto subconsciously murmured, "As expected, Iori-senpai's method was more scientific..."

Completely absorbed in her analysis, Mikoto didn't notice that for the first time, a crack appeared on Shirai Kuroko's face, which always carried a perverse fanaticism.

Sister, my dear sister... has your excellent common sense and judgment been corrupted by those alcoholic idiots?

Although the game sounded quite interesting, both Tokita-senpai and Kotobuki-senpai declined the suggestion, whether for safety reasons or some other reason.

As night fell, Iori, who had gone fishing with Kohei, was still a little surprised: "I didn't expect Tokita-senpai to refuse..."

Kohei said matter-of-factly, "After all, Lord Natsuyo is here, so it's only natural that he would take care of him."

Just then, Natsuyo Mizuki's voice suddenly rang in Kohei's ears: "What do you think is wrong with me?"

In an instant, it was as if the sound had pierced his brain; he scrambled across the ground like a malfunctioning machine, utterly panicked.

"This is a rare opportunity, so just speak normally," Iori whispered to Kohei.

[But clearly, this is a bit too difficult for Kohei, who has only just learned to breathe in front of his idol.]

"Sigh... I understand." Iori stood up with a helpless expression, then revealed a confident smile: "I'll think of a way for you!"

"Kitahara..." Kohei was immediately moved to tears, sobbing, "I will repay your kindness with my life."

"Um... Kohei... are you sure you want that humanoid creature with an unusual way of thinking to help you come up with a solution?!"

Seeing Kohei's unwavering trust in Iori on screen, the onlookers covered their faces with their hands, unable to bear the sight. Some had even begun to mourn for him.

He'd even risk his life to repay that debt?

Let's talk about these things after you survive Iori's plan, Kohei!

Think back to all those brilliant ideas Iori confidently proposed—when have they ever actually come true?!

He even called you a herbivore in front of Xiao Kan last time, have you forgotten all that...?

Under Kohei's gaze, a mixture of anticipation and fear, I783 took a deep breath and her face broke into a bright smile as radiant as the afternoon sun: "Maya-san!"

"Hmm?" Mizuki Natsuyo turned her head at the sound, her face showing gentle confusion: "What's wrong?"

“Actually, before Kohei…” Iori said calmly, as if describing a heartwarming everyday scene, “he wanted to bring your sister home.”

[Mizuki Natsuyo's brain instantly froze, her gaze blank as she stood there: "Eh..."] (Read super exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

[At almost the same time—]

【boom!!!】

[Just moments ago, Kohei was so nervous he was moving his hands and feet awkwardly; now, his eyes were devoid of any light, filled only with a chilling killing intent.]

[She was still clutching a baseball bat stained with fresh blood, while Iori lay face down on the beach, her body twitching slightly.]

"You may say your last words."

"Cough cough..." Iori coughed up blood and collapsed onto the sand, struggling to turn her head to explain haltingly, "I just thought... if you were disliked a little... it would make things a bit easier..."

"What a touching display of deep friendship! To be allowed to leave a final message at this moment is truly heartbreaking!"

"Stop pretending, Iori! You must have been the class representative for Chinese in high school, you're so good at talking."

"Hiss—you might not believe it, but I actually think that Iori's line of thinking is completely flawless!"

but……

Why would you suddenly bring up the fact that someone else's sister almost got kidnapped? Genius!

Looking at the blood-stained baseball bat on the screen, everyone felt that Iori's death was not unjust at all; his incredible logical thinking ability had never disappointed anyone.

His last words were still explaining his ingenious plan...

The question is, what's the difference between this and breaking your leg so you can't walk anymore?

Chapter 1436 Uh… Thanks for the treat! Battle Royale on a Deserted Island!

Detective Conan World

“This is more like it…” Conan’s glasses reflected an eerie light as he looked at the baseball bat in Kohei’s hand, which was still dripping with an unknown red liquid, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

He adjusted his glasses, his gaze trembling slightly, yet a strange sense of intimacy welled up within him.

No wonder this scene seemed so familiar; now I know...

A deserted island, a famous idol, a bloodstained murder weapon, and a complex web of relationships—this is clearly a classic example of the "locked room mystery" trope!

As all the clues connected in his mind, a complete picture suddenly appeared before Conan's eyes:

As the sun sets, its rays stained the air with blood, on the coastline surrounded by police cordons, a familiar background music begins to play—

Kohei was kneeling on the beach, his hands limply clasped in front of him, his face streaked with tears as he confessed, "I didn't want to kill him... I really didn't want to..."

"It's all that guy's fault! If he hadn't said those things in front of Lord Xia Ye—"

The camera clicked away frantically, accompanied by Mizuki Natsuyo's incredulous sobs.

Kohei was put into a police car, and he will spend the rest of his life atoning for his impulsive act in a prison cell.

"Ahem! Shinichi..."

Professor Agasa looked at the young detective beside him, who was still muttering to himself, and his expression became very strange: "What...what are you muttering about? That expression looks a little scary..."

"Cough cough...no...it's nothing." Startled from his reverie by the professor's words, Conan suddenly realized that he had been completely immersed in the world of mystery.

After coughing a few times to cover her embarrassment, she nervously wiped non-existent cold sweat from her forehead with her small hands: "T-conditioned reflex."

I almost forgot, this isn't some talent-filled town like Beika; murders don't happen while traveling there.

According to the nature of their gang, even if a murder did occur, the cause of death would only be alcohol poisoning or an overwhelming sense of shame.

Emiya Family's Meal World

"By the way..."

Shirou stared at the baseball bat stained with dark red blood in Kohei's hand, swallowed hard, and felt a chill run down his spine: "Is Iori-senpai really alright??"

Although he had long understood that the physical and physiological rules of that world could not be measured by common sense.

But seeing that his head had taken such a solid blow, and even seeing the splatter of blood, the impact was still too strong—

There's blood everywhere!!!

Rin Tohsaka rolled her eyes in exasperation: "I feel like I could summon him just by drawing a magic circle."

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