usatvline Chapter 303: The Noisy Finale (Part 7)
Chapter 303: The Noisy Finale (Part 7)
Chapter 303: The Noisy Finale (Part )
Conan checked the medicine list again with some doubt: "I always feel like I have smelled this smell somewhere..."
Amuro Toru, who had carefully observed everyone here, discovered a clue: "It's Miss Margaretha's perfume bottle. She has that smell."
"Perfume? Could it be the work of that perfumer?" Conan copied the contents of the medicine list into the notebook he carried with him.
"I remember that the perfumer was one of the retainers of the Melodi family. Could it be that these experiments were initiated by the Melodi family?" Akai Shuichi lowered his head and thought.
"No, these lists of medicines and the ancient Greek-style naming of medicines are more like the work of that nightmare." Conan put away the notebook. "Also, if these medicines are named according to their effects, then there are many possibilities for speculation."
"It seems that the Siren's Song, which is taken from the famous sea monster in Greek mythology, is most likely an illusion. Mnemosyne, which is taken from the goddess of memory, is undoubtedly related to memory. The reference of the lyre is a bit unclear, and the one taken from the legendary monster Hydra is also unclear." Shuichi Akai analyzed while comparing the list of medicines.
"But here, Mnemosyne's name has been crossed out and replaced with Dionysus?" Amuro Toru pointed at the crossed-out name. "Dionysus is the god of wine in Greek mythology, symbolizing revelry and revelry. Does this have anything to do with memory?"
Conan reminded the other two: "Speaking of wine, there is indeed someone codenamed 'Bartender' in the Oritis Organization. It's Sister Demi, the one who sat next to Brother Eli in that castle at that time."
Akai Shuichi smiled and said, "The Miss Demi you mentioned seems to be named Demi Bourbon. She has considerable influence in Italy. To be honest, I was surprised when I found out her full name."
Then Shuichi Akai glanced at Toru Amuro intentionally or unintentionally. Toru Amuro knew that he was using "Bourbon" to provoke him, so he glared at Shuichi Akai.
"I have a feeling that the specific information will not be revealed until the so-called 'performance' begins." Amuro Toru sighed.
Several people went back to their rooms to rest, and the next day came.
Early the next morning, a group of people gathered in the restaurant for breakfast. The breakfast was simple sandwiches and corn soup, but the atmosphere at the table was not very good.
The acrobat said nothing; the dancer looked up nervously in the direction of the acrobat while drinking tea; the crying clown kept staring at the dancer while eating; the savage was focused on eating and didn't notice the tense atmosphere at all.
Strangely, the spider never showed up, which made Conan curious: "Uncle Muro, where is Sister Valletta?"
"When I was cleaning the kitchen, I saw her leaving with a sandwich. She must have gone somewhere to practice alone again." The savage answered while clearing the dishes.
After finishing breakfast, the group sat around the dining table, and the atmosphere was still tense.
The Crying Clown was the first to break the awkward atmosphere: "Speaking of which, didn't Violetta say yesterday that she wanted to discuss the performance with you, Natalie? Why did she go off to practice somewhere else on her own?"
Amuro Toru replied, "Should we find Miss Valletta first? I saw her rehearsing alone in the greenhouse last night. Maybe she is still there."
"Really? Then I..."
Just as the Crying Clown was about to get up and look for the spider, the door of the restaurant was pushed open by the spider.
"That's terrible, that's terrible, has anyone seen Violetta's performance sheet? Violetta lost it!" Spider walked into the restaurant in a panic.
The acrobat took out the performance sheet from his pocket with a grim face, and Spider was overjoyed.
"Oh, that's great, Mr. Mike. It's you who found it. Thank you so much. Maybe we can do it this afternoon..." The spider said as he walked to the side of the acrobat.
But the acrobat did not return the playbill to the spider immediately. Instead, he pointed out another tune that was revealed after it was blackened by soot.
"Lizzie Bowden took her axe and struck her mother forty times."
"When she saw what she had done, she struck her father forty-one more times."
"Lizzie Bowden ran away because she knew she couldn't afford to do this."
The dancer stood up and took the performance sheet. "What is this? It seems to be another nursery rhyme. I think I've heard it somewhere before."
The acrobat took the program sheet back from the dancer. "It's a street tune, the kind Serge would like. But here, it should be a hint."
"What hint?" The savage stood up curiously.
"Who was it that killed 'everyone' and ran away?" The acrobat stood in front of the table and opened his arms as if he was going to give a speech.
"What are you talking about, Mike? You're not going to say that same cliché again!" The dancer took two steps back in fear.
"Shut up, Zelai," the acrobat scolded the dancer. "Why did you come here? What did the promoter promise you? Money? The position of the leading actress in the troupe? You don't really think you came here for that performance, do you?"
"But I'm different. My reward is an answer." The acrobat's eyes became sharp. "Who destroyed our home?"
"This tip tells us that the murderer who killed 'everyone' is among those who escaped. And it's obvious that someone doesn't want us to know this."
The dancer took several steps back under the acrobat's pointed questioning: "Madman, Mike Morton, you are still that crazy..."
The frowning dancer was about to leave the restaurant when she was stopped by the acrobat: "Stop, Zelai. Perhaps today we should give our own answers about what happened that day."
"I've already told the people who came to investigate what I need to say!"
"A man in black walked into the tent? Is there a more flawed lie than that?"
"So you're doubting me? Everyone knows I was preparing for a performance and I couldn't possibly be the murderer, so there's no need for me to lie, including to you."
"Tsk." The acrobat pointed at the dancer. "But you hate it there, you hate..."
Before the acrobat could finish, the dancer suddenly laughed: "Haha, Mike Morton, we all hate that place, except you."
The dancer pushed the acrobat away angrily and left the restaurant. Seeing this, the Crying Clown chased after her.
Watching the two run out, the acrobat sat back down. "Muro, what do you think?"
"What? Hate that?" The Savage moved his chair towards the acrobat.
"No, no. I mean this set list."
The savage shook his head, indicating that he had no idea, so the acrobat prepared to return the performance sheet to the spider.
But Spider was obviously frightened by the previous conversation. When she saw the acrobat approaching, she held her head with her hands in fear: "Valletta knows nothing. Valletta just wants to perform with everyone! Valletta knows nothing!"
The acrobat squatted down and whispered soothingly, "Okay, Violetta, no need to apologize. I'm sorry for my rudeness just now."