Passing through the long mountain path of Mikami Island is the Fujiwara family’s residence.

This mansion is said to have been a 50-year-old man. The setting sun in the afternoon falls on the mottled walls. The combination of Western architecture and a gentle courtyard has a Taisho flavor.

There are hydrangeas planted in the yard of the mansion. June is the flower season. Purple, pink, and light blue hydrangeas bloom under the fence, embellishing the new green nursery, which is adorable.

"The words of Purple Sun Flower are hope, loyalty, eternity, but in some cases, they are also betrayal flowers."

Shi Yu glanced at the colorful garden and said softly.

"What kind of sentence is this in a movie?"

Jiuchonglian asked from the side.

"It's "The Diary of Purple Sun Flower"... Wait, wait, why did you suddenly appear here!"

Shi Yu, Ming Shen, was startled and looked at Xu Lun with a little anger, hoping that he would hold his cat well.

"It's a butterfly meow!"

Jiuchong Lian didn't care about the appearance of Shiyu in the sound of Shenshen, but turned to look at the butterflies flying among the flowers.

The butterfly had huge wings and shining with a blurry light in the sun. Xu Lun had never seen such a big butterfly in reality. It looked more like a creature in the primeval forest of America that only appeared in the Animal World show.

The butterfly slowly flew to the front of Jiuchonglian. She rushed forward with both hands and almost grabbed the butterfly.

"Don't touch other people's things."

Xu Lun picked up Jiuzhonglian's neck and dragged him back from the fence.

"But, is there no servants in such a large mansion?"

The muscular man Saito Hidesaki looked around. There was no servant taking care of the huge courtyard. Along the way, they did not see other people from the Fujiwara Group, only the secretary Keisuke Shirayama led the way.

"My president doesn't like the noise. This time, in order to entertain everyone, all unrelated people left."

Katsusuke Shirayama explained that he still maintained his business smile.

"oh."

Xu Lun said oh.

"Isn't this the plot of Iron Island Villa?"

In many novels Xu Lun has read, there are many scenes of inviting a bunch of guys of the same profession to attend a party on the isolated island.

Usually, serial murders will occur on these isolated islands and communication will be cut off from the outside world. Detectives must look for the murderer in the deepening threat.

"Please don't say that, Mr. Xu Lun, my president just doesn't want everyone to be disturbed by unrelated people."

Katsuki Hakuyama smiled and pushed open the door of the mansion.

Crunch-

Accompanied by the sound of the door opening like a transition animation in "Detective Ke O", the sun shone into the house and the group walked into this building with quite Western characteristics.

The decoration of the hall looks a bit simple and mostly made of wooden structures, but the details can be seen in the carving and polishing of craftsmen. It is the style that looks ordinary at first glance but is actually extremely sophisticated.

But for some reason, the hall was a little dim, with only two windows illuminating half of the hall, and more space was hidden in the darkness, making it look terrifying and terrifying.

When Xu Lun walked into the hall, he felt a vague throbbing.

Unlike the premonition of a crisis like encountering a weird way of crisis, it is more like an old friend who only chats online, but has never seen it before.

Bang—

“Meow!”

Just as everyone was observing the room, the door of the mansion was suddenly closed heavily, which scared Jiuzhonglian to his tail and hurriedly hid behind Xu Lun.

"Feel sorry."

Shirayama Kisuke moved his hands away from the door, bowed, and then came to one side.

"I'll take you to your respective rooms first. My president should be resting now. I'll notify you until the dinner time."

He signaled everyone to go upstairs.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon, and there is indeed a certain amount of time before the dinner. According to the style of President Fujiwara, it is probably not an incident that everyone can solve while happily sitting in an easy chair and drinking afternoon tea.

No one has any objections.

The guest room is on the second floor, but when allocating the guest rooms, several spiritualists had different opinions.

"Wait, Mr. Shiraisha, did you say that these rooms were all assigned to us in advance by President Fujiwara?"

Muscular man Saito Hidesaku asked, putting down his box.

"Yes."

"According to the general situation, such distribution will definitely be problematic."

Saito Hidesaki looked around and said.

"Please don't worry about this, we just determined it in the order of the invitation letter..."

Before Shirayama Keisuke finished explaining, he was stopped by Hidesaki Saito raised his hand.

"I suggest that we draw lots to reassign the rooms, completely random, how about it?"

The man, who was nearly two meters tall, said.

"I can do it."

Ming Shen Shiyu carried her rectangular box on her back, closed her eyes, and answered without thinking.

"I just want to find a place to lie down now. It will be fine no matter what. You guys decide quickly."

Xinggong Sasara, who was wearing nun clothes but not at all in figure, felt that her whole body had been hollowed out. She held Xu Lun's arm before she could barely maintain her standing posture.

"Yes, yes..."

Shiwen Zero seemed a little nervous, but he didn't refuse.

As for Arisuyako, she didn't say a word since she got off the boat and did not express any different opinions.

Xu Lun naturally said nothing.

"I have sandalwood paper here, so I can use this to draw lots."

Ming Shen Shiyu took out a handful of red and white sandalwood paper, wrote the words on it with the ballpoint pen she carried with her, and made a simple draw of lots.

"Wait a moment."

Before drawing lots, Xu Lun suddenly spoke.

"You always feel like you're always standing in Flag."

It is also a mysterious invitation letter, an isolated island, and a strange legend. Now it is still a room to prevent the owner from making trouble.

Xu Lun even doubted whether there would be a murder incident in the future. In fact, one of the seven people who came to participate this time was a guy who was working with the owner inside and outside to plot against the treasure buried here.

To put it this way, people who work inside and outside are usually the guys who propose to draw lots to divide the room.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, just give me a place to lie down."

The lazy nun Gong Sashara no longer paid attention to their lottery draw, but pushed open a room casually, closed the door with a snap, and never came out again.

“…Is there still a lottery draw?”

The 10-word characters looked at everyone.

"Go."

Xu Lun took out one directly.

Room at the end of the corridor.

Due to the arrangement, this room is a bit far away from other rooms, and the villa is very soundproofed. If something happens in the room, it is generally not heard outside.

Xu Lun came to the door of the house, opened the door, and walked in.

Jiu Chonglian followed Xu Lun and followed in obediently.

"?"

Xu Lun looked at Jiuchong Love and question marks popped up.

"Miss Jiuchong, do you don't have your own room?"

"Hey, but, Lian and Teacher are in the same room."
Chapter completed!