mtlumby2d Chapter 404 "Queen Bee" (Epilogue)
Chapter 404 "Queen Bee" (Epilogue)
[Archer: Wow, I was wrong, I was wrong!]
[Adventurer: Standard ending.]
[Batter: Seeing OB Berrenhill also get beaten up, I feel much more balanced.]
"Drowning-like pain... Is the pain you supervisors endure related to your own past experiences?" Conan looked at the explorer. "Mr. Norton, your lungs are not in good condition, so as Fool's Gold, you have a huge cavity in your lungs."
"Mr. Orpheus hopes to live with Mrs. Dros, so he wants to 'heal' himself, so the supervisor Nightmare wears a bird-beak mask like a medieval doctor."
"Mellodi fears aging and longs to reunite with his brother, so he cherishes his camera and film, and even his only skill is photography."
"By analogy, if Mr. Fan's condition causes him to feel the pain of drowning, then that means he's experienced drowning before. That immense fear remained in his heart, becoming the pain he suffers as a Supervisor."
"While your analysis is correct, both brothers are actually people who have returned from the dead." The explorer leaned back in his chair. "Miss Qi probably hasn't mentioned the legend of the Black and White Impermanence to you."
"I don't know much about the story." Conan scratched his head. As a native Tokyo Death God, it was normal that he didn't know the story of the Ghost Brothers.
"I won't go into detail. Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan were minor officials who punished evil and promoted good in their 'lives'. However, their chivalrous actions led to tragic consequences. Mr. Fan drowned himself, and Mr. Xie, upon discovering the truth, hanged himself to join his sworn brother."
"And then they were recruited to the manor," the entomologist added, finishing his honey cake and pushing the empty plate aside. "They probably didn't expect to be resurrected after 'death,' but since the technology wasn't yet complete, they had no choice but to become Overseers in order to survive."
"And the huge limitation of the two of them is that when they want to use their abilities, they can't be present at the same time."
Conan held his cheek and asked, "What are Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan's abilities?"
The entomologist looked at Conan and said nothing.
"Conan." Akai Shuichi stopped Conan from asking any more questions. The abilities of each supervisor should be relatively private questions, and the two people opposite would definitely not answer if they were asked directly.
As for why the explorers and entomologists told them about the photographer's ability, it is probably because this ability is really difficult to counter. Not to mention that the photographer can actually cause actual harm to the people in the photos through photos, how to prevent oneself from being secretly photographed seems to be a problem as well.
After a long silence, Conan asked another question: "The 'she' you are talking about is Mrs. Delos? You seem to have been following her orders."
"Yes, that so-called accident was just a cover-up. Alice truly sacrificed a lot to heal her brother." The entomologist lowered his head. "She's special. There are some things we can't help her with. Because the experiments she underwent were quite old, she doesn't retain a complete memory like Lady Mary does."
"So once she encountered an accident, she could only use the most primitive and conspicuous method to leave a record in a hurry."
"Carving words on your own body..." Conan recalled the burns on the reporter's hands.
"I can't remember how many deaths she's endured to get to this point, but I won't let her plan fail at the most critical moment." The entomologist took out his insect net. "If necessary, I can clear the way for her, just like I did with Joshua before."
"You too, Campbell."
"Ah, at least Miss DeRoss never delays paying wages. Surely, an employer like her suits me better than a nightmare." The prospector smiled. "I can easily let anyone who gets in my way keep my dear coworkers company."
Conan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The words of the explorer and the entomologist undoubtedly admitted that one of them was the direct cause of the Flashing Gold Cave mine disaster, and the other was the ruthless person who killed her husband.
Shuichi Akai thought back to the members of Oritis he had met so far, and complained in his heart: I always feel that everyone in your manor has several lives on their hands.
[Mercenary: Most people in the manor are quite capable.]
[Mechanic: We won't tell you who accidentally ended up in jail.]
[Prisoner: Ah! I was a noble at the time, and I was in the lab when the accident happened. Wouldn't that have caught me red-handed?]
[Entomologist: It's amazing that no one has ever doubted what Campbell and I did.]
[Magic: I can only say that Luka, you are still too young.]
[Spell Master: After all, he was just a young master, so he doesn't have much experience.]
[Painter: Haha, if you’re not good at it, just practice more.]
[Gravekeeper: Perhaps it's simply because our deaths didn't matter, so no one cared about what we did back then...]
[Jack: No one cares?]
[Wax Artist: Except you.]
"So, now that you know what we did, what are you going to do? Just a heads up, you're a detective, right? Don't do things that aren't detective stuff."
Conan was somewhat helpless. What should he say? Should he tell the two that they were murderers and have the police arrest them? He remembered that in the game of "Cocoon", the "Ms. Lamb" holding the box had told him that the truth was the justice that detectives sought.
But this also reflects one thing, that is, the detective can only do one thing, that is, to uncover the truth, and any more work is beyond the detective's ability to intervene. Moreover, if the police want to intervene in such a matter, they need evidence rather than reasoning.
"So those Hydra potions you left behind were actually meant to hint to other people that something was wrong with their nightmares? Why didn't you just say it?" Conan thought about the discussion among Oritis and the others in Fumanlou, and asked the explorer with some confusion.
"Those potions are one of the manor's most important supplies, after all. I only have a limited understanding of potion preparation. But the Soul of the Umbrella has several experts in chemical preparation." The surveyor fiddled with the jewelry on the table with boredom. "Whether it's a bartender skilled in mixing dovlin or a fire investigator skilled in using accelerants, at least they all have some knowledge of potions."
"Originally, the photographer had a perfumer who had almost mastered the Mnemosyne method, but now he's gone to work with the sculptor," the explorer shrugged. "I only know how to make explosives and alchemy, which isn't my area of expertise."
"Well, if nothing else, I have to go back." The entomologist stood up, leaning on the dining table, and looked at the explorer. "It's not safe to leave Frederick alone in Orpheus. His small body can't take a beating like you."
"It would be nice to have someone take my job."
"Don't even think about being lazy. You have to get Alice back safely without any more trouble!" The entomologist put on her veil and turned to Conan. "Let's go out the other way and leave him alone."
Conan nodded and followed the entomologist out of the damaged door. Behind the door, there were no piles of jewels, but instead, a series of connected beehives. It was obvious that this was where the entomologist cultivated bees.
"Ahem, I'm warning the FBI agents behind me that I don't have any serum with me, so if you provoke them and get stung, you'll have to bear the consequences at your own risk."
Cameron, who wanted to secretly catch a bee, immediately withdrew his hand. He didn't want to die an "unnatural death" like Joshua.
The few people who left the Golden Cave watched as the entomologist used a bug net to attract a swarm of bees, blocking their view. When the swarm of bees dispersed, the entomologist had disappeared. It seemed that he had left directly.
"Let's go back too. We never thought the truth would be like this." Akai Shuichi sighed and called for FBI support.
Several people took a plane again to leave the deep cave.