Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Princess Natsuhime, who just wanted to get out of the disgusting steam filling the bathroom, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and ran out of the room.

Just one glance was enough to etch their tragic state into my mind. If I looked any longer, that image would never fade from my memory.

A surge of nausea welled up inside her, just like it had this morning in the garden warehouse. Princess Natsuhime, with her back to the guest room, battled the nausea for quite some time.

"In short, this room must not be seen by the children, especially not by Rangzhi. Lock this room immediately."

“That’s right, we absolutely can’t let him see it. We must never let Rangzhi see his parents die so tragically.”

However, at that moment, a series of approaching footsteps came from the corridor. Before the person even rushed into the room, they knew that the person who came was Rang Zhi.

Jōji had been staying in the living room with the other juniors, but when he saw Genji call for Ushiromiya Natsuhi and Ushiromiya Natsuhi rushed out with a livid face, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Seeing so many people gathered in front of the guest rooms, he became even more certain.

"Dad. Mom."

"What is this? Another magic circle?"

"..."

"Are Aunt Huiyu and the others alright? Hey, Jiayin. What are you all doing gathered here?"

"Young Master Lin Yan."

Even if Jia Yin didn't say anything, they would know everything just by hearing Rang Zhi shout as he rushed into the room.

"Who is it? Who did this? I'll kill him! I'll definitely kill him!"

"Rangzhi, cheer up."

Princess Natsumi reached out and touched Joji's shoulder, but he roughly brushed her off. Joji slumped down beside Eiha's bed, buried his head in the bed and cried loudly in front of his mother, clenching his fists and punching the bed again and again.

“Brother Zhi, pull yourself together, Lin Yan, you…”

"Young Master Lin Yan."

Lin Yan leaned against the wall, not caring about the gazes of the crowd, and covered his eyes with his right hand, letting out a sobbing sound.

"This is too much, far too much. The person you've decided to propose to loses you the very next day, and on the same day, your parents are also murdered. This is just too cruel."

Of course, no one wants to die, but for Lin Yan, those who stayed behind were the ones who suffered the most.

Everyone present had lost someone extremely close to them. It wasn't just Ryoji who was saddened, but Ryoji's grief far surpassed that of anyone else.

"Lin Yan."

“I know that everyone will die someday, no matter who it is, everyone will face the sadness of death someday. But that day is still very far away for me, and it should be cruel, one by one, in order. It’s too cruel. This guy, this guy. Does he really have no humanity at all?”

"Lin Yan, don't cry, don't cry."

Maria comforted Lin Yan in a flat tone, and Lin Yan roughly wiped away his tears.

"Damn it, I'm never crying again, whether it's tears of frustration or sadness. I'm so useless. That's why we're being constantly beaten down by this witch, completely passive. Terrible, utterly terrible. I'm going to turn the tables. That guy probably thinks we're sheep, that we have no way to escape until tomorrow, and can only live in fear. But I'll turn the whole situation around. He won't be able to escape this island by tomorrow, just like us. It's not us hiding in fear, it's this guy. I'm going to find him, before tomorrow, no, I won't wait until tomorrow, tonight. I'm going to find him tonight."

Behind the corridor in front of the guest room of the Eiyu couple.

"In short, this room needs to be locked until the police arrive. Does anyone have any objections?"

Princess Natsumi Ushiro made this announcement to everyone in an irrefutable tone.

If anyone were to object, it would only be Rang Zhi, but I believe he has already shed enough tears.

Rang Zhi, still with his back to everyone, nodded slightly and stood up, and everyone else agreed.

The European-style envelope used by the head of the household, which Princess Natsumi Ushiro had picked up, was still unopened. Since it had been agreed to be locked, and everyone had already left the guest rooms, it was decided to return to the living room and open the letter in front of everyone. Just as we were walking down the corridor towards the living room, someone immediately noticed something was wrong, or rather, noticed something amiss.

"It stinks." The air was filled with a fishy, ​​foul smell, which was quite unpleasant.

"Maria can smell it too? What is this smell? It stinks horribly."

Everyone sniffed and discovered that there was indeed a smell they had never smelled before, a burnt stench, wafting down the corridor.

"I'll go check the kitchen; I remember the stove should be off."

Xiong Ze had just been using a fire in the kitchen, so it's understandable that he would suspect he had been negligent when he smelled the burning odor. He then rushed over in a panic.

"Jiayin, you go with Xiong Ze. Don't let her act alone."

"Ok."

Hearing Genji's instructions, Jiayin nodded and chased after him. The others, though not running, also followed, trying to find the source of the stench.

"It stinks."

"It really stinks, but is it convenient to open the windows for ventilation now?"

Due to safety concerns, Princess Natsumi did not wish for the windows to be opened.

"Just turn on the exhaust fan. I don't think we need to open the window."

"Rangzhi, may I talk to you?"

"It doesn't matter as long as we discuss how to find the murderer." It seems that Ryo has climbed out of the abyss of grief. Now, Ryo only has a quiet anger in his heart, the target of which is of course the murderer who took the lives of his beloved and his parents.

"There are door chains hanging in the room. I just looked at the structure of the door chains. They are not the kind that can be opened from the outside by tampering with them. So their room is a perfect secret room."

"That's true. We thought of a few ways to break the lock at the Rose Garden warehouse, such as sneaking into the servants' room to get the key, or that there was more than one key. But the door chain is different. Among the commonly used locking methods, the door chain can create the simplest secret room."

"After all, without breaking the door chain, it's impossible to enter from the outside. In other words, the murderer didn't enter or exit through this door?"

“This is interesting. I feel like just a few hours ago, we were all arguing about how to enter and exit the room without using the bedroom door.” It was around the time we argued about Ushiromiya Kinzo disappearing from the room. Ewa revealed that on a whim, she stuck a receipt on the door to seal the study door, making Ushiromiya Natsuhi, the only person who had ever entered or exited through the bedroom door, a suspect.

Eiha proposed a hypothesis that Ushiromiya Natsumi pushed Ushiromiya Kinzo out of the window and then walked out of the room herself. This theory makes some sense.

This time, however, the door was much simpler, secured from the inside with a door chain. The window was also locked from the inside, and the body remained inside, making it a truly locked room mystery. If we include the disappearance of Ushiromiya Kinzo, there have been three incidents in total, and the doors involved in all three have become the focus of discussion.

First, there was the iron roller door. If we assume someone knows the key is in the servants' room, the warehouse hardly qualifies as a secret room.

Next was the door sealed with an invoice. But since Princess Natsumi had entered the room, she could easily let Princess Kinzo out the window, or push him out, lock the window, and then leave the study.

Or, as Lin Yan proposed in his strange hypothesis, perhaps Ushiromiya Kinzo hid until the invoice was taken before secretly leaving the room. In any case, even if the explanation is far-fetched, the door is not entirely unbreakable. From this perspective, the study cannot be considered a true secret room.

This time, the door was sealed using a door-reinforced seal.

This time, Lin Yan was truly at a loss. All the doors and windows were locked from the inside, making it a perfect secret room.

The first locked room theory is invalid because everyone is a suspect.

The next secret room is also ruled out because Ushiromiya Natsumi is a suspect.

But this time, no one was a suspect in the locked room mystery. The guest room was a perfect locked room, complete with a door chain that sealed off entry and exit for everyone.

"Then... the murderer killed the person without entering the room. That is, from outside the room using some other method."

“Indeed, since the door chain is still there, even if the door can’t be opened wide enough for someone to squeeze through, it can still be opened a crack. For example, knocking on the door to make the person inside open it a crack, and then attacking. No, it doesn’t seem that simple.”

“It’s not that simple. If Aunt Eyu’s body was lying by the door, that would make sense. But Aunt Eyu was lying on the bed at the very back of the guest room. Not to mention Uncle Hideyoshi was in the bathroom. You couldn’t see them at all through the crack in the door that was hooked by the door chain, and you couldn’t reach them. Damn it, that’s terrible. I can’t figure out how they did it.”

Someone tugged at my sleeve; it was Maria.

"Is Lin Yan satisfied?"

"Satisfied? Satisfied with what?"

"Lin Yan said he didn't want to suspect his relatives, so he hoped the murderer was Beatrice. Then Beatrice fulfilled Lin Yan's wish. She did what Lin Yan asked, 'to do something that no human could ever do, to make Lin Yan believe that witches exist.' But Lin Yan was so willful. It hurts."

Lin Yan tapped Maria on the head with his knuckles, whose unsettling laughter was making her uncomfortable.

"Okay, thank you for granting my wish. That was to thank you and also to teach you a lesson in love, showing you that you shouldn't laugh when things are serious. Enough of that. Tell me quickly, there are also strange graffiti on Aunt Huiyu's and the others' doors. Are those magic circles too?"

"The shape of that magic circle is so easy to remember, you really should know it, oh, it hurts."

"That's why I'm giving you a chance to prove yourself. Stop talking nonsense and explain quickly."

"Lin Yan is so violent! If you keep being so mean, I won't tell you anymore. It hurts! Waaah, I'll tell you, I'll tell you! You jerk, that's the seventh magic circle of the moon!"

"What's the use of this magic circle? What does the Hebrew writing on it mean?"

"The text above is from Psalm 107:16 of the Old Testament, 'God broke the bronze door and snapped the iron bolt.' The magic circle has two uses: one is to open doors that are sealed in any way."

"This magic is really convenient. In other words, this witch wants to emphasize her existence by using this door, which can only be opened with magic. What other effect could it have?"

"By extending the concept of an unopenable door to a stalemate, and opening the door, when faced with a problem, can bring solutions that were never even considered before. To put it bluntly, it can grant observation, insight, inspiration, and intuition. Beatrice is issuing a challenge, saying that Lin Yan, you ignorant human, how could you possibly know how to open this door? Ouch."

"Alright, you've worked hard. You can shut up now. That suits me perfectly. I'll accept this witch's challenge."

“Maria, there are no witches or demons in this world. Someone killed my dad and my mom. I don’t know if this person is someone I know or a stranger, but they must be human.”

094 Boiler Room [Please Subscribe]

"But how can we kill them? The door can only be opened about ten centimeters at most. How can we kill the two people inside the room like that?"

"But this stench is unbearable. What exactly does it smell like?"

kitchen.

Before Xiong Ze and Jia Yin, who were walking ahead, even reached the kitchen, they discovered that the source of the stench was not the kitchen.

As they passed a staircase leading down to the ground on their way to the kitchen, they noticed an even stronger stench emanating from it.

"Boiler room."

"Could it be that the boiler is malfunctioning again?"

This staircase leads to the underground boiler room.

The boiler used in the main house is very old and has been having frequent problems lately.

They had witnessed boiler malfunctions many times before, but this was the first time they had ever encountered a boiler emitting such a foul odor.

boom.

"That sound just now was."

The sound coming from underground was definitely the sound of a door closing. Xiong Ze's tone sounded like she was genuinely asking a question, but she had already realized that the sound couldn't possibly be anything else.

The sound startled Xiong Ze, causing his legs to buckle and he collapsed to the ground. The reason was simple: at that moment, no one was in the boiler room.

Everyone was in Huiyu's room just now. So who made that door slamming sound?

"..."

"Jiayin".

Jia Yin instantly understood the situation and ran down to the ground.

Now, the sound of a door closing, but no one coming up, means that the person who closed the door is in the boiler room.

If the boiler room were a dead end, Jia Yin wouldn't have rushed there. But Jia Yin was a servant, so she knew very well that the boiler room had two entrances, one leading to the main house and the other to the courtyard. If she didn't chase after them now, they might get away.

Although Xiong Ze was a few steps behind, he still understood Jia Yin's thoughts.

But Jiayin absolutely couldn't go alone. If the murderer was in the boiler room, the one who easily killed six people during the first murder, Jiayin alone wouldn't be able to handle him. Of course, in that case, even if Xiong Ze were there, it wouldn't make a difference. In any case, Xiong Ze thought he couldn't let Jiayin go alone, so even though he was a few steps late, he still ran down the stairs.

Jia Yin had already arrived at the boiler room.

The sticky, humid heat characteristic of the boiler room was extremely uncomfortable. The place was already constantly shrouded in unpleasant humidity and smells, and now, with the addition of that stench, Jia Yin even felt like vomiting. Undoubtedly, the stench was emanating from here.

Then Jiayin should find out where the stench is coming from.

But his gaze was fixed straight ahead as he picked up a machete from the tool cabinet beside the entrance. He didn't specifically reach for it because he wanted a machete. Any tool would do as long as it could be used as a weapon, so why did he choose the machete?

"..."

Jia Yin stared into the darkness that the light bulb couldn't penetrate. Then he answered the question.

"When playing roulette, you choose red or black or numbers to bet on, but low-risk bets like red and black only yield such low odds."

The words Jia Yin uttered were swallowed up by the deep darkness.

Suddenly, the darkness flashed with light and began to churn. It was a very fantastical scene: a group of golden butterflies, hiding behind various things in the boiler room, flapped their wings, shimmering with beautiful light, gathered in the darkness, and then disappeared without a trace. Jia Yin continued speaking towards the darkness that swallowed these butterflies.

But the butterflies gathered in the darkness laughed, laughing and saying probably, most likely, no, anyway, but Jia Yin was not afraid at all and continued to speak.

"On the contrary, as long as you dare to bet on the low-probability squares, you can be allocated odds proportional to the risk. The master calls this situation of winning with astronomical risk a 'miracle' and the astronomical amount of money won a 'magic'. The master has no interest in what kind of 'magic' you want to play this roulette. But you forgot one thing. You forgot that the roulette wheel may also spin a result that is neither black nor red."

There is a special square "0" on the roulette wheel. According to the rules, once the ball lands on this square, it means that the house wins all the chips, and all the chips bet on the table will be confiscated, just like a game where the referee confiscates the chips.

"I made one decision beforehand: if, if Shana is killed, but I survive, then I will destroy your roulette wheel no matter what."

"The one who decided this rule is not the master, nor is it you. I made up this rule. I am no longer furniture, but a zero on your roulette wheel."

Jia Yin's expression turned to humiliation. His self-control had clearly only earned him ridicule. Jia Yin's brow twisted even more, revealing a passion he had never shown anyone before. His hand holding the machete trembled, and beads of sweat dripped down his skin.

Jia Yin's arms trembled, clearly not purely out of anger. But Jia Yin swallowed these emotions. "I will no longer be deceived by your words. The wheel of evil ends here. You, you will wait in hell for another thousand years, until someone summons you again, Beaterich."