Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Two mouths full of snacks...

"You guys...! Am I the only one thinking about the case?"

Naomi Misora ​​looked at the two people sitting in a row.

"Because Miss Misora ​​is much smarter and more perceptive than I am, maybe you can solve the mystery all by yourself?"

Ryuzaki said as he held a cup of black tea with sugar.

Mori Yuesa nodded without thinking it was a big deal.

"Come on, sister."

Misora ​​Naomi: …

The woman sighed: "Yuesha, if it were you, what would you do? Suppose you were the murderer and wanted to manipulate the door lock from outside...what would you do?"

Mori Yuesa thought for a moment and said, "Eh... use the key?"

"No, assuming you don't have the key."

"Just use the spare key."

“There is no spare key either!!”

"How is that possible?" Mori Yuesha complained, "There's no spare key. How shabby must this family be living..."

"We don't have a spare key at home, master." Nagini leaned over and whispered.

"Oh. It's normal for some families not to have spare keys... We have to understand..." The girl straightened her face and changed the subject without any embarrassment: "Other methods... Push it open? I can push this kind of door open with just one finger."

Naomi Misora ​​felt that it was a mistake to ask her, aliens go away!

Ryuzaki put down his teacup and looked at Mori Yuesa with an indescribable expression. This kid... is he serious about just one finger?

"Ms. Misora, would you like to try my sitting position?" He said, "It can improve your reasoning ability by 40%."

“Please give it a try.”

Naomi Misora ​​looked at the man squatting on the sofa with his knees hugged...

No, absolutely not.

…………

……

Naomi Misora ​​squatted on the sofa with her knees hugged.

Well, she did it anyway.

"Ryuzaki, could it be the thread and the needle?"

At this time, the two "detectives" in the room were squatting on the chairs with their knees hugged in the same posture. Mori Yuesha also wanted to be in line with them, but she couldn't do this posture, while Nagini stared at the wall in a daze.

"Thread...needle?"

"Aren't secret rooms usually made with strings?" Before she could finish, Naomi Misora ​​denied herself, "No, that's not right. If it was just strings, the force acting on the door would at most pull it shut - the lock wouldn't turn. How...how did they do that..."

"Should we first sort out the information we have deduced?" Ryuzaki said, his chin resting on his knees.

First, based on the victim's name, it was inferred that the murderer's target was someone with the initials B.

Bilib Blazemed, Baota Boz, Bakuyad Batmus -

B.B., B.B., B.B.—all names start with B.B. This marks out the potential victims.

Next, based on the furnishings in the room and the deceased's posture, a time can be determined:

6:15:50, could this be the warning for the fourth case?

Anyway, there are only two questions left now: when will the next criminal action be and... why in a secret room.

"Go back and report to the client first." Ryuzaki, contrary to his usual attitude, actually cared about the client. He stood up with his back hunched: "If we can't determine the date, it will be useless even if we know the time left by the murderer. I will try my best to search for potential victims in this city. Miss Misora, I also hope that you-"

"I see."

Misora ​​Naomi nodded. She planned to ask L later. If they were to check by name, L should be able to do it...

?

"Sorry, I can't do it."

After dinner, when Naomi Misora ​​connected again, she received a response that did not satisfy her.

"In this case, I cannot use the FBI's manpower without scruples, let alone use their database for screening. As I said, since it is a 'private commission', it means that 'L' cannot interfere."

Naomi Misora ​​was a little disappointed.

Now, finding people with B·B in their names is of utmost importance. If they cannot pass the official screening system, how can they find a needle in a haystack in this bustling city?

What's more, there are countless tourists coming and going in this city every day.

too difficult.

"Not necessarily." L replied calmly: "Maybe Ryuzaki has another way."

"Him?" Naomi Misora ​​put down her wine glass and tugged at her collar. "He doesn't have any superpowers. I've asked Mori Tsukisa, and her 'powers' can't do something this complicated. L, if that's the case, I think I have no choice but to call the police and provide them with the information I've deduced."

"I can help you with one thing."

"What clues did you find?"

"No. I just know who the criminal is."

Misora ​​Naomi: …

"You knew it from the beginning?"

The answer she got was the same unchanging synthesized voice: "Yes, it's B."

"?"

Who?

"Besides that, I can provide you with another piece of information: the fourth case will occur six days from today. Six days from today - I don't have the energy to explain to you how I inferred it."

L did not answer Naomi Misora's question about 'who is B'. He calmly told Naomi Misora ​​the information she needed to give and gave it to her without hesitation. Just before the atmosphere took a turn for the worse, the person on the microphone suddenly spoke to Mori Tsukisa.

"Hmm... Princess of the other world, I have finished reading the manga you recommended."

"Which one would you recommend next?"

Is this why you said there was 'no room for explanation'?

Chapter 54 The Duel and the Traveler Watching the Show

The world's top detective uses his time instead of solving cases to read girls' comics. The person who recommended the comics to him was a princess from another world.

What a head-scratching development this is.

Naomi Misora ​​held a cigarette in her mouth and quickly wrote down the time on a piece of paper.

"Six fifteen fifty seconds", "Six days later - the twenty-second day"

It seems that there is only one gap left: finding a potential victim whose name is the abbreviation of B.B.

B ...

In the morning, Mori Yuesha finished her breakfast later than Misora ​​Naomi. She always does this, lingering as long as possible wherever she can.

The girl in bear pajamas was shuffling in slippers, looking sleepy.

"Sister Misora ​​is thinking so early?"

"Because we are running out of time." Naomi Misora ​​stared at the huge "B" on her notebook without even raising her head, her hand holding the pen unconsciously writing and drawing: "It's getting closer and closer to the 22nd - I have to analyze the other party's intentions as much as possible and confirm that the time L gave me is correct."

"You said L rarely makes mistakes."

"This is a human life. I won't gamble with his reputation." Naomi Misora ​​opened her mouth and something cold was stuffed on her tongue.

Is it...pudding?

Looking up, Mori Yuesha was holding up a spoon with a smile: "Here, I'll give you some sugar."

"That guy Ryuzaki really sent you some bad things..." Even so, the woman still obediently ate the vanilla pudding the little girl fed her. "I really envy you for having Nagini to serve you."

"Doesn't Sister Misora ​​have a boyfriend?"

Speaking of her boyfriend, no, her future fiancé, Naomi Misora ​​was very unhappy: "Him? I bet he can make pudding for me... He's always so irritable every time we meet..."

"Then can he do... this?" Mori Yuesha smiled evilly and sat close to the woman, leaning over and whispering something in her ear. "Have you ever done this before?"

Naomi Misora ​​dodged suddenly, looking at Mori Tsukisa in surprise, and the maid standing behind her with a face full of embarrassment and anger...

Is this showing off?

You guys...are you in this kind of relationship?

The cold-browed maid lowered her head, her face slightly red.

"Mori Tsukisa...! How dare you do this to your maid?!"

The victim, Sha, came over with a giggle: "What do you mean by me? It was obviously Nagini who did this to me."

"How old are you! How could you do such a thing?!" Naomi Misora ​​couldn't believe that they could play such a game. She had never played it with her boyfriend before...

"What's the matter?" Mori Yuesha stuck out her tongue innocently: "Lululu! We don't plan to cross that threshold, why are you in such a hurry..."

No, it's not that she didn't plan to cross the line, it's that Nagini is still choosing a 'good day'. The maid never gave up her desire for Mori Yuesha - she felt that the time was getting closer and closer to the time she wanted to choose. Mori Yuesha...

"That can't be done, can't be done..."

Looking at Naomi Misora's incoherent appearance, Mori Yuesha cunningly raised her right leg and placed her feet on the table.

"It's just washing feet, aren't you going to wash them, Sister Misora?"

I'll wash it with water, thank you.

"I also use—"

"Shut up! I don't want to chat about inexplicable and irrelevant topics with a precocious girl like you! Take your feet off my notebook!"

Mori Yuesha straightened up tremblingly and glanced at the black notebook with circles drawn on it.

"Eh…what's 13?"

"13?" Naomi Misora ​​rolled her eyes and picked up the notebook: "13? Idiot, that's B, not thirteen, ten--"

Suddenly, she froze.

13?

"13...13...B...twenty-two..." Naomi Misora ​​quickly reached out and picked up the pen: "Thirteen, yes, that's it..."

There are three victims: A, B, and C.

The days on which the prisoners acted are the 31st, 4th, and 13th.

Expressed in Arabic numerals: 31, 4, 13.

Can be disassembled and reassembled into B.

Coincidentally, the initials of all the victims' names are all B.

Throwing down the pen, Naomi Misora ​​touched the paper excitedly and murmured, "So that's it."

As if to agree with her judgment, a few days later, Ryuzaki called at the right time and said that he had found two people with the initials of B.B.

——061550, building permit code for apartment buildings.

——Apartment-style housing, in which room 1313 is occupied by a woman named Blackberry Braun.

Initials B.B.

That's right.

06, 15, 50, corresponds exactly to the calculated time: six fifteen and fifty seconds.

Room 1313 also coincidentally forms two Bs.

That's it, that person.