Doomsday Wonderland c1-855

by N. Heller

  "So, if we bring the wall down..." Mrs. Manas mumbled in comprehension and quickly asked another question, "But why does the corpse have to smash the wall? It can just walk to the boundary and let the pocket dimension send it back to the warehouse, so why the fuss?"

  "Because it can't do that. The corpse is a pocket dimension being, so it can't leave the pocket dimension," Lin Sanjiu replied. After that, she stopped in front of the main door and mumbled something under her breath. When the lock on the door began to grow out from the remaining half of it, only then did she continue, "As a pocket dimension, it can't step out the pocket dimension, not even by a single step, hence there's no way it can trigger the pocket dimension's mechanism and blink itself back into the warehouse."

  "How…how did you know that?"

  "Why wouldn't I know that? I've suffered several consequences because of this stupid mechanism, one of which almost cost my life, so of course, I've to peruse the entire concept behind it to prevent the same thing from happening again. I don't want to die here yet. Besides, it's not rocket science after all."

  "When did you find that out?" Mrs. Manas asked, disbelief accenting her tone, "Don't tell me that you've been thinking about the mechanism all the while you were rebuilding the lock and dealing with the corpse at the same time! How bold!"

  Strangely enough, not even Lin Sanjiu herself could explain when she had done the analysis. Everything seemed to happen naturally. The amount of information that went through Ji Shanqing's brain in a single minute was immense. He had always been several, or a hundred steps ahead of everyone, and could make the best decision in a swift second.

  Lin Sanjiu smiled but did not reply. The restoration of the lock was finally done. It gave off a glossy sheen as if it was brand-spanking new. Calling the bunch of keys out, Lin Sanjiu arbitrarily picked a key and laughed. "Now it's time to verify if I was right or wrong about the internal structure of the key. I wonder if any of these keys can open the door."

  The lock was opened.

  Her heart leaped into a gallop even though she had not deactivated the [Consciousness Mimicry] yet. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the door open and was immediately welcomed with a waft of cold air carrying the tantalizing aroma of grass.

  "Can you come out yet?" Ryuji got up from the ground hastily and went up to her to ask, "Have you solved the murder case?"

  "Yes," Lin Sanjiu said, offering him a grin. She did not step out of the warehouse immediately though as she continued to say, "It isn't that difficult, to be honest."

  "What do you mean?"

  "It's very simple. You see," She pushed the door open fully and took out the windbreaker and the jeans she found earlier on. However, before Ryuji could take a good look at them, she yanked her arm up and hurled the jeans back into the warehouse. The jeans flew across the air and dropped on the ground with a clear jangling noise. It seemed that she had already stuffed the bunch of keys back into the pocket.

  "There's one point I found pretty ironic in this so-called locked room mystery. The victim was murdered in a warehouse full of clothes, but he was stripped n.a.k.e.d and wore nothing more than a white vest top and a boxer," Lin Sanjiu said as she flicked the dust off the windbreaker. "This is because his clothes are the key to create a locked room scenario. Just like what you mentioned earlier, most locked rooms aren't locked rooms at all."

  "Why?" Ryuji realized something was different about her, but he could not really tell, so he asked, "Hey, y-you seem different. Did you change your clothes?"

  "Nope, but I'm about to put one on."

  She had not deactivated the [Consciousness Mimicry] yet, so she was still affected by her grand prize. Looking at the dirty and moth-eaten windbreaker in her hand, Lin Sanjiu's face scrunched up in disgust as the grand prize was a clean freak. After she checked through it and ascertained that the window key and the employee card were in the pocket, she gritted her teeth and put the windbreaker on.

  Then, she stepped out of the warehouse. Her feet crunched the grass outside.

  "Yes!" Mrs. Manas exclaimed, "The wall on this side isn't broken yet. You really have stepped out of the pocket dimension boundary."

  Ignoring Mrs. Manas, Lin Sanjiu raised her eyes to see that Ryuji was staring at her with a confused expression on his face. After a few beats of zoning out, he lifted his finger.

  "Erm…I don't understand. How is it that you can come out from the pocket dimension after putting on the jacket? Why did you leave the jeans in the warehouse? Why don't you take it out as well?"

  Lin Sanjiu immediately stripped the windbreaker off her body and dumped it aside. She summoned a towel out of her cards and wetted it with water. After that, she began cleaning her face and body

  "That's my way of telling the pocket dimension that I've cleared the locked room mystery," answered Lin Sanjiu as she continued to clean every inch of her skin like what the grand prize usually did. "The murderer took the jacket out of the warehouse, but he put it on and then returned to the warehouse."

  "Huh?" Both Ryuji and Mrs. Manas were confused.

  "Let me explain from the beginning," said Lin Sanjiu. Then, she tapped the cement floor and continued, "Do you still remember this? It's the same type of flooring and the steel bars inside the wall tell us that this warehouse isn't a stand-alone single-story house but is really part of a building. Usually, only a corporation would need a warehouse of this scale. In other words, unlike a general warehouse keeper, the victim has a colleague."

  "So, are you saying that the murderer is the colleague?" Ryuji asked, "The colleague also has the same set of keys, so this is not a locked room at all?"

  "Nope." Lin Sanjiu sighed. "There's a high possibility that the colleague is the culprit, but we don't know about that. If the murderer had the keys, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to create a locked room as it would be pointless. The only one who owned the key was always the warehouse keeper, our victim."

  "So, how he—"

  Before Ryuji could finish his question, the ground suddenly quaked violently. It was not caused by the corpse, but it seemed as if a monstrous beast under the ground was waking up. The ground cracked open like a gigantic mouth, gobbling down soil and grass. The violent tremor left both Lin Sanjiu and Ryuji sprawling on the ground, and they nearly rolled into the pocket dimension. Fortunately, Lin Sanjiu reacted swiftly by pressing Ryuji to the ground. Then, she took out a pole and stabbed it into the ground to stop them from rolling forward.

  "Here it comes," Lin Sanjiu warned in a trembling voice. "We have busted its disguise, so it's coming out now."

  "What's coming out?" Ryuji looked over his shoulder to see that Lin Sanjiu's face had turned pale.

  "The pocket dimension," she said, "The pocket dimension is coming out."

  Chapter 847 - The Pocket Dimension Stands Up Today

  There was now a small hill on the plain ground, staring down at the two tiny posthumans beneath.

  Everybody could see that there was a monstrosity emerging from the ground, but it stopped at the last moment before it totally broke free. A thick layer of soil, rocks, and a colony of flora covered its entire body and shrouded it from being seen. The still brightly-lit warehouse was hanging loosely on the side of the dirt slope. Its walls were creaking and it seemed to threaten to roll down from the slope at any time.

  The corpse was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps it had been gobbled by the crack on the ground.

  "What the…" Ryuji tottered a few steps back, his face pale with fear. "Do you know what the hell that is?"

  Lin Sanjiu did not turn her head and just gave an indifferent answer. After that, she began talking, "Rather than saying I know, it's better to assume I guessed it."

  "You guessed what? That the pocket dimension you are talking about just now is…is this thing over here?"

  As if it heard the words, a sharp, grating noise as if rocks were rubbing against each other pierced through the night sky.

  "Player, please proceed to…I-I'm very muc
h in need of...of a scalp." The voice of the pocket dimension was like a messy recording that was mixed with other contents. For a moment, it was a smooth and fluent commentary, then in the next second, it would change into a tuneless song. "Piece by piece. Scalp, scalp, scalp. Neatly…Player, please proceed to explain the process of unraveling the locked room mystery."

  'What a messed up guy.'

  Lin Sanjiu sighed. Lost in her thoughts, she stared at the hill that rose from the ground and the shaky warehouse. Mrs. Manas waited for several beats, yet Lin Sanjiu continued to remain silent. Unable to hold her patience back anymore, she shouted, blasting several questions in quick succession at Lin Sanjiu, "Could you please explain what's going on? What's down there? What is happening with the pocket dimension? Could you please quit being so quiet and just say something?"

  Before the voice in her head trailed off, the ground shook again, throwing Ryuji off balance. Countless rocks and chunks of soil crashed into the warehouse and plopped to the ground. The hill was getting larger and larger, and its black silhouette even shrouded the sky.

  "Player, please proceed…"

  "Shut up! I'm getting on it right now!" Lin Sanjiu shouted as she struggled to regain her balance. Sitting on the ground, Ryuji stared blankly at her.

  "Watch closely!" she yelled without turning her head. Her eyes were fixated on the hill in front of her. "Don't you want to know how the locked room is formed? It's very simple. Right after the murderer committed his crime, he stashed the keys into the victim's trousers and then tossed the trousers somewhere in the warehouse. After that, he put on the victim's windbreaker and exited the warehouse just like what I did. Then, he locked the door from outside."

  "B-but how would he lock the door if he didn't have the key?"

  "He has the key. He only took the main door key out."

  Suddenly, a m.o.a.n came from the hill ahead. The hill quivered again, and this time, the warehouse could not hold itself anymore. Parts of the wall crumbled and rolled down the slope, which gave rise to a puff of dust that lingered in the air for a long time. Lin Sanjiu took a few steps back, moved her hand behind her, and called out a card.

  "Since the clue tells us that this is a locked room, we can say that the victim is the only one who has the keys. Based on this point, it may also be the reason why the murderer turned the crime scene into a locked room. If a warehouse keeper doesn't show up at work for several days, it will bring inconvenience to the company. Maybe they felt it was strange or maybe they needed to get something from the warehouse. Whatever the reason is, among those who broke into the warehouse, one must be the murderer."

  As Lin Sanjiu said that, she flicked the card in her hand and a human figure materialized in the air. The artist got into position in an instant once he was summoned. His buckets of colors were put next to him and his easel was set up. However, he did not start to draw anything immediately as Lin Sanjiu had not chosen her "target" yet.

  "This is also the reason I suspect that the murderer is the victim's colleague. After he got into the warehouse, he just had to find a chance to put the warehouse key back." Lin Sanjiu threw a gaze at Ryuji as the latter opened his mouth.

  "It's as simple as that? Something just doesn't sound right."

  "What is it?"

  "Well, you see, like you said, if he came out and said that he found a corpse in the warehouse after he put the key back, wouldn't this make him the first witness of the crime? This doesn't make any sense at all. Once the police found out something is wrong and realize that this is a locked room, he would have become the first suspect."

  "Sometimes, the simpler the scheme, the harder it is to see through."

  Lin Sanjiu waved her hand at Ryuji and gestured to him to come closer. "What if I told you the murderer didn't go into the warehouse alone and that he isn't the first witness?"

  "He isn't?"

  "Usually, there is only one occasion on which people are required to go into a warehouse, and that is to move goods. Besides, to keep himself out of suspicion, the murderer probably went into the warehouse with several other people," Lin Sanjiu said softly as she squinted at the warehouse on the slope. "He did not have to find the body. Judging from the attire, it was probably autumn or winter when the murder was committed, so the stench wasn't as strong. Plus, the body was well-hidden in the deepest part of the warehouse, so as long as he could find the trousers and slot the key back in before anyone could discover the victim's corpse, he would've been fine. As this warehouse was previously used to store unsold clothes, nobody would find it weird if he played with a piece of cloth if the distance was far enough. This is the first reason why he stripped the victim n.a.k.e.d."

  Ryuji did not comment. However, the expression on his face suggested that he was skeptical.

  "I don't know, but the entire thing you said, especially the stripping part, seems like an odd thing to do. If somebody found the trousers and realized that there were keys inside, they might have thought that somebody put them in afterward."

  "There's a way to make sure that people won't think so."

  "And what is that?"

  "This will bring us to the second reason why the murderer took the victim's clothes off. The murderer intentionally put the trousers in a corner. After a few days, a layer of dust would have acc.u.mulated on the trousers and the area around it. Then, all he had to do was make the preparations beforehand such as prising the keyring open. Then, he could slip the key back into the keyring without actually touching the trousers. This would also create a false impression that the trousers had been left untouched for several days."

  Ryuji opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

  It took him several minutes to find his voice and began voicing out his doubts again, "But, if it really was like you said, he pried the keyring open…Wouldn't it be strange as well? I mean what are the odds of something like that happening?"

  "Well, you might not believe it, but this kind of thing happens all the time. Besides, the murderer used a little trick to mislead people into thinking that the keyring was already like that before the victim died."

  "What is it?"

  "The window key," replied Lin Sanjiu as she pointed at the windbreaker on the ground. "The murderer took the window key off the keyring and put it together in the victim's pocket along with the employee card. Anyone who saw it would have thought that the victim stashed the key in his pocket because it had fallen off the keyring."

  "Ah, this might make sense," Ryuji said understandingly, "There is one more thing that I don't understand. When you were coming out from the pocket dimension, you took the windbreaker along with you, and you said your reason was that the murderer had done that as well. Can you elaborate more on this?"

  "When I opened the door, I didn't step out of the pocket dimension immediately because, at that moment, I had a clear hunch that I was missing something, so I stopped to think," she said.

  Ryuji looked dazed when Lin Sanjiu was talking. It was apparent that he did not realize it when she stopped to think.

  She continued, "Then, I found out that aside from suggesting that the keyring had already broken prior to the victim's death, the window key has another function as well."

  "What's that other function?"

  "Connection. It connects the windbreaker and the trousers together."

  "I…You lost me."

  "The general assumption is that the victim found out that the window key had fallen off from the keyring, so he put it into the pocket of his windbreaker. After he was killed and his clothes were taken away by the murderer, the bunch of keys was left in his trousers and the window key remained in his windbreaker pocket. Do you see the connection here? The key is like a string. It sews together the two points of time in which the windbreaker and trousers were put in the warehouse. With the key, nobody would have suspected that the murderer put the windbreaker into the warehouse on the same day as the corpse was discovered."

  "Huh?" Ryuji was stunn
ed. He seemed to have forgotten about the hill in front of him as he continued to ask, "Why would the murderer do that? And most importantly, how did he do that?"

  "He just needs to put the windbreaker on under his own coat. It's as easy as that," Lin Sanjiu shrugged. "As for the reason…I think the murderer must have had a motive to take the windbreaker away. Perhaps he wanted to get rid of all the evidence that might lead the police to him."

  However, this was just her baseless speculation.

  "But the windbreaker looks so clean. There isn't any dust…"

  "Have you forgotten that this is a clothing warehouse?" Lin Sanjiu said as she shifted back to stare at the hill. "He just needs to keep the windbreaker in one of the packing bags. With the rack serving as his cover, if he were fast enough, he could've settled everything in one or two minutes. Then, he could've packed his bags, made up some excuse to his colleagues, and left the warehouse. After that, he would have then waited until somebody found the corpse and rush to the scene with the other people. In this way, he could clear himself of suspicion and nobody would ever suspect that he is the murderer."

  "You are right. The simpler something is, the harder it is to see through." Ryuji sighed. There was an obvious satisfaction on his face as if he had just finished reading a novel. However, his satisfaction was short-lived. It soon dissolved away and his usually gloomy expression took over. "By the way, you still haven't told me what is under the mound."

  "Hey," Mrs. Manas suddenly said, "You should deactivate the [Consciousness Mimicry] now. Your Higher Consciousness is depleting."

  "Alright," Lin Sanjiu replied. After all, there was nothing else left that required Ji Shanqing's brain.

  After she deactivated the [Consciousness Mimicry], Lin Sanjiu let out a sigh. Then, she looked at the mound in front of her and shouted, "As a pocket dimension, you just recently moved here, haven't you? I suppose you must have undergone some changes. Have you mutated or evolved? Come out now. Show us what you really are."