raknovel Chapter 169 The Prologue to a Terrifying Dream
Chapter 169 The Prologue to a Terrifying Dream
Chapter 169 The Prologue to a Terrifying Dream
Kyoko Mikoshiba was just like her father, Yasunori Mikoshiba.
They both really love "SF-themed mystery".
However, it may be because "SF setting mystery" requires a very complete setting to be written well, which is more difficult for ordinary writers.
Or perhaps the Japanese mystery market is not suited to the growth of "SF setting mystery".
In short, "SF-themed mystery" did not achieve great success in Japan.
This meant that Kyoko Mikoshiba could only search for her favorite works among the vast number of Western mystery writers.
Lord Lord Dunsani was one of the writers that Kyoko Mikoshiba stumbled upon.
After all, Lord Lord Dunsony is a representative figure of European and American fantasy novels.
Kyoko Mikoshiba had naturally read the story "Two Seasonings" long ago.
So—when Kyosuke Maijo mentioned that his inspiration came from "Two Bottles of Seasoning".
Kyoko Mikoshiba's face immediately showed a look of sudden realization.
Furthermore, it is certain that "Dear Mr. S" must be related to the "method of hiding the corpse" in "Two Bottles of Seasoning"!
Therefore, Kyoko Mikoshiba was not surprised when she saw the beginning of the story of "Dear S-kun".
I'm just curious why Maijo Kyosuke would reveal the "answer" to everyone through "Two Bottles of Seasoning"?
It's important to know that the biggest taboo in detective novels is "leaking the plot".
After all, detective novels are "idea literature".
If a grand plot like that of "The Astrological Murders" is leaked beforehand, a large part of the reading experience will be lost.
Kyosuke Maijo is hailed as a "genius mystery writer," so it's impossible that he doesn't understand such a simple principle.
Combined with the mischievous expression on Maijo Kyosuke's face earlier.
Kyoko Mikoshiba naturally believed that there must be some unknown "trick" hidden in her work "Dear S-kun"!
Thinking about all this, Mikoshiba Kyoko, who had previously lost interest in the story, became interested again.
She wanted to use her own judgment to uncover the schemes that Maijo Kyosuke had hidden in the story before the story of "Dear S-kun" ended!
Engage in a true "reader challenge" with author Kyosuke Maijo!
Dear Mr. S—
Four years ago, I came to Tokyo to study, carrying with me my fatal emotions.
As for why I came to Tokyo?
It's because when I was in country B, I had a Japanese female friend.
When we were having dinner together at the restaurant, I saw that petite Japanese girl, and the overwhelming emotion in my heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest!
From that time on, I've always wanted to go to Japan to find the "right person" in my heart!
My father approved of my going to Japan to study, and my mother provided me with a large sum of money.
This led me to buy a huge room in Tokyo that can accommodate ten people!
They lived an extremely luxurious life.
Although I don't like interacting with others.
But in order to find the "right person".
I can only pretend to be a gentleman and make many friends.
Ultimately, I chose three women from among these friends.
My favorite is naturally Madame Butterfly.
She has a round face and a gentle smile.
In her smile, I sometimes even suddenly feel like a human being.
Of course, the other two also have their charm as "suitable people".
I wavered between the three women, while vaguely hoping that I might find someone more suitable than them.
And so, I spent my first two years in Tokyo.
Then, I saw in the newspaper that Mr. S had done something that caused a sensation throughout Japan in Country B.
As I said before.
What you did, Mr. S, moved me deeply.
Your actions inspired me, gave me courage, and made my long-suppressed emotions even more intense!
But at the same time, I also discovered something.
That is, Mr. S, you have failed.
You didn't finish it!
You didn't finish eating, so you honestly confessed the whole story and were arrested!
While your story moved me, it also made me wary.
I don't want to end up like you.
In any case, I want it to end beautifully.
I want my story to spread all over the world, unlike you who gave up halfway!
So I deliberated repeatedly, but found that the three "suitable people" I chose each had their own disadvantages.
So, after hesitating for a long time, I decided to give up on these three "suitable people".
Looking for new people who are "more in line with my plans".
At the end of last year, I broke up with three people, including Madame Butterfly.
When Madame Butterfly heard me say, "I don't love you,"
She simply looked up and smiled into my eyes.
Silence is the most beautiful language. I think that when I say "I don't love you," I'm lying.
Perhaps it's because I love her so much; her smiling eyes often remind me that life is nothing more than a simple mystery.
I always felt that through her eyes, I could fall in love with my life all over again.
But I couldn't control my emotions.
Perhaps because I loved her too much, I finally decided to let her go and didn't lay a hand on her.
But as she left me, I also left Eden.
This is the first step towards committing a crime!
Jiang Liumei saw this scene and couldn't help but applaud in her heart.
Because this flavor is just right!
Silence is the most beautiful language.
Her smiling eyes often remind me that life is nothing more than a simple mystery.
These two sentences made Jiang Liumei suddenly recall the feeling she had when she first saw "A Bellflower".
Jiang Liumei felt an irresistible urge to take out her notebook and start copying down these beautiful and concise passages!
However, it might be like the protagonist in the story.
Because he loved her so much, he couldn't bear to lay a hand on Madame Butterfly.
Jiang Liumei is also because these sentences are so beautiful.
Not wanting to disrupt this smooth reading experience, I resisted the urge to take out my notebook and make notes.
Immerse yourself in the story of "Dear Mr. S" —
Dear Mr. S—
After parting ways with Madame Butterfly, I spent every day searching for the "right person".
But six months have passed, and I still haven't found one that I'm satisfied with.
But I'm not in a hurry.
Mr. S, the biggest difference between you and me is perhaps that you grew up in a place where people don't believe in God.
I have believed in God since I was a child.
Although I know I am a psychologically twisted and pathological person.
But I have never forgotten the existence of God.
Since God has chosen me to be this kind of person.
Then sooner or later, I will be given the person who is most suitable for me!
With that thought in mind, I waited another six months, which is three months ago now.
In a dark alley late at night, my belief was proven true!
That night, I wandered the streets looking for "the right person".
Suddenly, I heard screams and the sound of slamming brakes.
I ran in the direction from which the scream came and saw a man lying in front of a car.
A woman dressed in red got out of the car.
Seeing that the man was motionless, the woman hurriedly returned to the car and started the engine.
Upon seeing this, I immediately jumped out of the darkness and tried to pick up the man, but unexpectedly, the woman's car crashed into me at a terrifying speed!
One of my legs was hit hard, and the tire ran over the man!
I was terrified when I saw this and hurriedly called the police.
The man died as expected, while my leg was severely fractured.
Because of the severity of my injuries, I had to be transferred to a larger hospital.
I was received by a young female doctor: "Let Dr. Hishida examine you tomorrow before you put on a cast."
The female doctor asked me where the accident happened, and I answered truthfully. However, I noticed that the female doctor turned pale after hearing this.
However, she didn't press me further, so I didn't say anything more.
The police came to the hospital the next day. Although I clearly remembered that the car was white, I lied and said that the car was red.
Dr. Hishida put a cast on my foot and recommended that I stay in the hospital for two months.
Because I had no worries about money, I was admitted to the most luxurious private hospital room.
Dr. Hishida is thirty-five years old and a handsome man with silver-rimmed glasses.
Because he had been to country B three times, we quickly became acquainted.
The female doctor who treated me on my first night also frequently came to my ward.
But aside from giving me a few instructions, he didn't say anything else.
Until the day I was discharged from the hospital, I called her to my ward.
Tell her that I clearly saw her face on the day I was hit by the car.
The female doctor seemed to have anticipated this day and calmly asked, "What do you want?"
I smiled at her and said, "I don't plan to do anything. I just fell in love with you in the past two months, and I only hope that you can fall in love with me too."
I deliberately spoke haltingly, pretending it was true.
I was quickly rewarded with her charming smile and the answer that was exactly what I wanted.
That very night, I reached the pinnacle of pleasure.
This made me thank God in my heart.
Because I finally got what I wanted. After waiting for so long, I finally found the "most suitable person"!
Every night after that, she would come to my place.
Later, through my interactions with her, I learned that Dr. Hishida and she also had a special relationship, except that Dr. Hishida was a married man.
That day, I was in a bad mood because I was arguing with Dr. Hishida, which led to the accident and the collision with me.
I don't care about that kind of thing.
All I know is that she's a better match for me than the previous three women.
And ah!
She herself committed a serious crime; she was a murderer who fled after committing the crime!
Therefore, she deserves to be punished!
Choosing such a guilty person can be seen as mitigating the crime I am about to commit.
The two of us can be considered a "match made in heaven"!
Looking at the words on the manuscript, Hirayama Yumeaki excitedly began to bite his nails.
His admiration for Maijo Kyosuke reached its peak!
If I were to talk about my previous ideal, it would be to write a work like Edogawa Ranpo's "The Red Room".
So my current ideal is to write a masterpiece like Maijo Kyosuke's "Dear S-kun"!
Although Hirayama Yumeaki hasn't finished reading "Dear S-kun" yet, it has already become the undisputed No.1 in his heart!
After all, the strange atmosphere, writing style, plot setting, and story structure of "Dear Mr. S" all demonstrate the style of a master!
This is the demeanor of a master.
This not only deepened Hirayama Yumeaki's admiration for Maishiro Kyosuke, but also made him admire Maishiro Kyosuke to the point of complete awe!
With all this in mind, Hirayama Yumeaki was naturally very curious about what would happen next.
Because his intuition clearly told Hirayama Yumeaki.
The author of "The Tokyo Zodiac Murders" and "Summer of the Ubume" would never write a story that is so simple!
There must be an even bigger secret or a shocking twist hidden in the story of "Dear Mr. S"!
A month later, the female doctor suddenly came to my home.
As soon as she walked in, she asked me if I could stay at her place for a while.
She said she took five or six days off.
The reason, of course, was that she had a falling out with Dr. Hishida's old flame.
"Now that I have you, it doesn't matter what kind of man he is."
I found her smiling expression somewhat amusing.
When I heard that she had taken five or six days off, the order to take action immediately popped into my mind!
Let's do it tonight!
My tools were all ready long ago; I've been waiting for this day for far too long.
That evening, I asked her to push me in my wheelchair.
I took her to a restaurant with a view of the Tokyo nightscape.
I did this out of good intentions, because I wanted to imprint some beautiful things in her heart forever.
We got home after 10 o'clock.
She walked into the bathroom with great interest.
I then stood up from my wheelchair.
As for why I was able to stand up? Actually, I was able to walk on my own without a wheelchair two weeks ago.
I just think that sitting in a wheelchair would lower her guard.
I quickly grabbed the hand axe I'd prepared beforehand from the bedroom, and, carrying the dream I'd always cherished since childhood, headed for the bathroom: "If I don't hurry, the prey will escape!"
I opened the bathroom door.
A thick, fog-like amount of hot air rushed towards my face.
She froze when she saw me holding the axe, as if she was frightened.
In short, she didn't move at all until I raised the axe.
I approached her and raised the axe. At that moment, she finally realized what was about to happen in the bathroom and immediately covered her face and screamed!
I carried the dream I'd always cherished since childhood, and I slashed down fiercely!
The splashing water in the bathroom is the prologue to my dream, and I need to start the most important part of my dream as soon as possible!
I'm going to host a dinner party and invite everyone I know in Japan.
I want to see with my own eyes how everyone will react to this "delicious" food!
The location, of course, is my home!
Otto Penzel's bearded mouth shrugged in shock, as if an egg had been stuffed into it, turning into a "0" shape.
Looking at the manuscript that was already more than halfway done in his hand, he really couldn't imagine what kind of twists and turns the story of "Dear Mr. S" would take at this point.
Hmm—invite others to taste the "deliciousness"?
Isn't this a bit too extreme?
Could it be that the protagonist, the one who wrote the letter, has other plans?
Otto Penzel pondered for a long time, but he still couldn't predict the subsequent plot of "Dear S".
Seeing that he couldn't see through Maijo Kyosuke's "trick", Otto Penzel had no choice but to give up.
With these questions in mind, I opened the second half of the manuscript of "Dear Mr. S" —
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