Chapter 766: The Hot Spring Villa Murder Case

Holding a net bag, stepping on grass that is higher than the calf, chasing butterflies one after another, there is no trace of wisdom in the laughter; wading through the stream, moving stones one by one, looking for small fish and crabs below; chasing older brothers and sisters who are older than themselves, just shouting "wait for me", full of hope to catch up and play with everyone...

Until I went home and fell asleep on the bed at night, I realized how crazy I played yesterday the next day, even my body was overdrawn.

It's just like such a child.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't expect that a rational person like herself would fall into such an embarrassing situation. Compared with her sister's ridicule, the reflection from her heart made her more ashamed and angry.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't say anything, but picked up the water and poured himself a glass. Japanese people really like ice water. Even a careful person like the female general would choose ice water when pouring water. If it were Hojo Kyosuke, he would definitely choose hot water, although he himself is also a firm ice cola party.

From time to time, there were bursts of noises coming from the corridors above and below the living room. There were the sounds of Naoko marveling at the hot springs, and the sounds of Eriri and Kashiko running back and forth to choose rooms. Everyone seemed to have let go of their reserve and were all choosing rooms very seriously. Even Yukino was arguing with Senior Okudera in a low voice. They seemed to have liked a room with an "oxygen-rich" hot spring.

Listening to these voices, Yukinoshita Yukino's heart gradually settled down.

Freud said that people's lives are always making up for the lack of childhood.

Yukinoshita did not agree with this sentence, just like the justice she believed in. Late justice is not justice, and justice should be flawless. Doing the right thing at the right time and meeting the right person in the right place is a natural procedure.

Things that should have been done in childhood but were not done cannot be made up for no matter how many times they are repeated when they grow up.

Of course, since she knew what Freud said, she naturally read the whole article and knew that the master also believed that no matter how to make up, it cannot be restored, even in a dream.

But...

Can't I relive my childhood now?

Yukinoshita Yukino thought quietly in her heart.

Am I not also a child at the age of sixteen?

Even if Kashiko's sister asks me to play a water fight with her later, I will not refuse.

She made up her mind.

Gurgle~

The pink little tongue fiddled with the lollipop and rolled it in her mouth. Yukinoshita Yukino had a question:

Since there are hot spring buns, there must be hot spring lollipops, right?

Hojo Kyousuke leaned against the sofa, holding a glass of ice cola in his hand. The refrigerator in the room is large and the drinks are very complete. All common drinks on the market are stocked, and all kinds of alcohol are also rich. In terms of underage drinking, Japan has also learned well from America, as long as they are not reported, it doesn't matter.

As for the ice water on the table that you don't want to drink after taking a sip, save it for Eriri later, and tell her that it is specially prepared for her by "heating" the ice water, because she can't drink ice water because she has a stomachache.

After a while, the female general returned to the living room and started talking to Hojo Kyosuke, discussing lunch, dinner, supper, or travel. Atami has thirteen theme parks and a bunch of large and small attractions, all of which are so-called Internet celebrity check-in spots. The swing facing the sea and the like, taking a photo for two hours to photoshop are beautiful, but when you actually go there, you find that there is nothing else to do except taking pictures.

Also according to the habit of Japan, many are appointment-based, but Sakuraba-so provides ticket purchase services, and you can jump the queue at the normal ticket price, which is an extra benefit and can also be included in the room rate.

Hojo Kyosuke also cheered up and communicated with the boss. They booked to stay here for one night and use the hotel as a base to travel to the surrounding areas. Of course, if the experience is good and the hot springs soften the bones, you can just stay here.

Yukinoshita also came over. She was fully prepared for this trip. She was a little unhappy when she skipped Yokohama before because her plan was disrupted, but everyone decided noisily, so she didn't say anything.

After deciding to have dinner at the common restaurant of Sakuranago and having supper delivered to the house, Hojo Kyosuke asked the female general to help book a boat ticket to Hatsushima tomorrow. It was a small island not far from the Izu Peninsula. There was nothing worth mentioning about the scenery, but just taking a boat out to sea was fun in itself.

Yukinoshita asked the female general about many details and then fell into thinking. Hojo Kyosuke felt that this guy's brain might have short-circuited now. For someone like Yukinoshita who can break down every movement of a dance into a poster, his sudden trip must be a headache.

While talking, the people who chose the room also came back. Miyamizu Toshiki still looked unhappy, because he originally planned to share a room with Hojo Xiaogui, but the father of the little ghost came over and insisted on sharing a room with him.

Really, don't you have a wife? You don't know how to be a husband at all! Foolish guy!

However, Hojo Ichiro was also cursing in his heart. Didn't he want to share a room with his wife? He was kicked out!

Hojo Mikiko was a respectable elder. How could she live in the same room with her husband when she was out playing with her sons and daughters-in-law? She would be looked down upon by her daughters-in-law! So she chose to live in the same room with Nishimiya Yaeko, and the two mothers lived together.

Although the room is sufficient, not everyone wants to live alone, like Yotsuba, Yuzuru, Sachiko and Koha, who live in the same room. Some rooms have beds, while others have tatami rooms, so you have a variety of choices. This kind of dormitory is the same. Everyone makes bunks on the ground together and the children are not very happy.

After all, people living in cities now rarely have the opportunity to sleep in the same room with a group of peers, except for participating in club accommodation.

After gathering in the living room, except for Eri, who was "not going to die soon" and had already taken little Kashiko to the "children's pool", everyone else came over to care about the meal. Although it is said that the food is a local specialty, in fact, if you have been to enough places, you will know that the specialties in various places are just different fish, or the way of cooking the fish is different. People in the mountains by the sea cannot avoid eating fish. Boiled, roasted, raw, half-cooked...

After a noisy discussion, he politely told the female general that he would leave everything to her.

When the female general was about to say goodbye at the end, Toshiki Miyamizu suddenly asked curiously:

"I'm sorry, I'd like to ask you something. During such a holiday, shouldn't famous stores like yours be fully booked? Why can this kid's unexpected trip be successfully booked?"

This old man has been curious since he walked into the hotel. Even for a high-ranking bureaucrat like him, it is not easy to book such a popular store. What's more, the Hojo kid obviously jumped the queue and decided last night I want to travel, so I booked such a good hotel today, which is completely disrespectful to him, a senior official in Tokyo!

The female general was slightly startled when she heard this. She didn't expect that the guest would ask such a question. She looked at Hojo Kyosuke strangely. Shouldn't she ask this person about this kind of thing? But she found that Teacher Hojo also had a curious face.

ah? What's going on?

She looked around and found that others were either indifferent or curiously waiting for the answer.

Forehead? So the people who made reservations with Sakurabaso are not among these tourists at all?

"Ah... I'm sorry, the contact person I registered here is Mr. Hojo?"

The female general asked tentatively, wanting to see if there was anything wrong.

Hojo Kyosuke nodded and said with a smile: "Well, that's right, my secretary helped me handle it."

Curious, he also knew how difficult it was to jump in line and book a famous hotel. In order to show off their strong character, hotels like Neon would often put on a noble appearance and not make any money at all. They were very stubborn. However, he had unconditional faith in Tetsuta Kisaki's abilities. After all, even if he said he wanted to become the King of Neon tomorrow, Kisaki might plan to help him immigrate to America and run for president tonight.

"That's it..."

Although the female general put on a clear expression, she was actually feeling even more strange. She whispered:

"Actually, the secretary told me that Mr. Hojo came on this trip to find inspiration for his new work."

"Looking for inspiration?" Xn

Several doubtful voices sounded at the same time. Toshiki Miyamizu looked at Hojo Kyosuke suspiciously, and then saw that this guy also looked confused.

"That's a mystery comic, right?"

Something was wrong with the female general's expression.

"Oh, that's what happened. The first issue should start serializing today!"

A voice rang out, but the speaker was Eri-ri. This guy was wearing a pair of clogs and running up and down the corridor, followed by the little tail Ka Shiko.

After receiving the affirmative answer, the female general dispelled her doubts about whether she had been fooled again, and then she said with a smile:

"The secretary said that if Mr. Hojo can be treated well and feel happy, maybe he can draw Sakuraba-sou into the manga."

"..."

Hojo Kyosuke's mouth twitched, what kind of connection can there be between detective comics and hot spring hotels?

Hot spring resort murder?

He either drowned in the hot spring pool or died from eating the poisonous fish dishes at the hot spring resort.

In an instant, thirteen kinds of hot spring resort killing methods appeared in his mind, all of which were included in the original social sect.

This guy Kisaki...

A face with gold-rimmed glasses appeared in his mind. The man gently pushed up the glasses with his index finger, his smile full of sinisterness and cunning.

No, but it’s all murder. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll draw it into the comics and cause the hotel’s business to deteriorate?

Hojo Kyosuke expressed his doubts, but the female general smiled cheerfully and said that the insurance purchased by their hotel was very expensive, and even if all the guests in the villa died, they would be able to pay the compensation without any pressure.

asshole! Is this what I’m asking you?

Hojo Kyosuke's teeth were itching, and the female general smiled again, saying that for businessmen, fame is everything, whether it's good or bad. The good can bring direct benefits, and the bad can be reversed into good. What's more, Sakuraba feels very honored to be the stage for the story of a super comic that will be sold all over the world in the future.

This woman is really good at dancing. She could tell that Mr. Hojo didn't know that his subordinates were good at making opinions, so she immediately started to use tricks to flatter him.

Someone was indeed praised for being very comfortable, and he agreed generously, and immediately started discussing "The Sakuraba Shou Murder Incident" with the female general.

"In fact, murders in hot spring hotels are very common in the mystery novel world, and the methods of murder are also very diverse. For example, the classic murder of ice cubes. In the city, you need to consider air conditioning and environment, but in hot spring hotels, it is not necessary. The ice cubes will be regarded as hot springs when they melt. Or smear slippery liquid on the ground to disguise accidental death, or electric shock..."

"Teacher Hojo!"

The female general hurriedly shouted:

"If it's electric shock, please do it in other hot spring hotels. We don't have this problem in Sakuraba Manor."

Kyosuke Hojo nodded and began to talk about other murder methods that can be used in hot spring hotels.

Yukino Yukinoshita next to her listened very attentively. If it weren't for her good tutoring, she would have wanted to join the discussion. Mystery novels are a perfect match for rational people like her.

Eriri, who was very interested in talking about comics just now, now has a very ugly expression on her face.

Little Kashiko pulled Eriri's hand and said coquettishly: "Hey, Eriri, it's ok, go change your clothes quickly, Kashiko can't wait to take a hot spring bath!"

"I told you to call Eriri sister!"

After correcting her casually, Eriri came to her senses and said quickly:

"Don't go fast! Walk slowly! Be careful not to fall!"

Hojo Kyosuke continued to talk:

"In fact, if you want to pretend to die by accident, wooden clogs are also a good choice. Just make the clogs slightly loose to make people fall, which is very natural. The difficulty of this killing method is To control the location of the wrestling. But this is also easy to solve, just let the victim be alone in the hotel first..."

Eri looked down at the clogs under her feet, and threw them away instantly as if a bug was crawling on her feet, and said quickly:

"From now on, Kashiko, you can't leave me for a second! This is a dangerous place, and a child like you can easily get lost, do you know!"

The female general listened with relish, and from time to time she checked and supplemented the loopholes of Hojo Kyosuke's murder trick from the perspective of the hot spring hotel proprietress, which benefited the latter a lot.

No wonder you have to collect folk songs. If you don't have the assistance of professionals and just imagine it out of thin air, even the most perfect trick will have flaws. Many criminals are caught in this way.

Huh? If my trick is too perfect, how can the death god solve the case?

Hojo Kyosuke suddenly realized the problem, and then shook his head. He was not writing a serious mystery novel, but a mystery comic for children. He just wanted to play the protagonist. After all, Conan was a genius who was ten thousand times more exploitative than Yukinoshita Yukino. What's so strange about knowing more about hot springs than the hostess of the hot spring hotel? (End of this chapter)