I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Chapter 215 What are you fantasizing about your daughter?

Mrs. Suzuki's call took quite a long time, and by the time Serabelle had finished wandering around the sky observatory, she hadn't come up yet.

But it was impossible to just wait there foolishly, so after finishing her shopping, Serabelle took the elevator down by herself.

Of course, along with them came a certain wife of a phantom thief who was captured before she could make a comeback.

The atmosphere in the elevator was very quiet and no one spoke.

A moment later, accompanied by a clear and pleasant elevator prompt sound in the lower passage of the airship, the seemingly heavy safety door next to the elevator control panel with the word "Arrived" displayed slowly opened to both sides along the upper and lower tracks.

Serabelle raised her leg and prepared to leave, but before she stepped out of the emergency door, Hei Yu Chiying, who was still standing in the elevator behind her in waiter attire, suddenly asked.

"Hey, now that you've discovered my identity, what are you going to do next? Call the police to arrest me?"

Serabelle stopped, turned around and gave him a strange look.

"That's not the case. Well, as long as you admit defeat and don't take the treasure this time, it won't be a problem... Besides, the Lady in the Sky is not the Pandora you are looking for anyway. Even if you really stole it, you will still return it."

Hey ~

Hei Yu Qianying scratched his face and felt the temperature of his cheeks rise slightly.

How should I put it...the one who returns the things after stealing is the thief kid, and has nothing to do with her, the thief's wife.

After all, she was not a magician when she was young. Although she was famous, she could not cash in on her fame because she was doing illegal things. Therefore, she had no legitimate income. Therefore, a considerable portion of the stolen treasures were sold as funds to support her operations.

Moreover, this kid even knows Pandora. How much information did Chiko-chan reveal to him?

Wait, could it be...

For a moment, as if she thought of something bad, Hei Yu Qianying's mind involuntarily emerged the scene of her own daughter being captured by the other party, being held down and conquered repeatedly, and being tortured for this or that information.

That shouldn't have happened! It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. I didn't expect that a boy who looks elegant and gentlemanly could have such a beastly side...

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Vaguely aware that the other party's eyes were changing again and again, a question mark slowly appeared above Serabel's head.

"nothing!"

Hei Yu Qianying shook his head quickly, quickly getting rid of the dirty thoughts in his mind that seemed to have emerged from the subspace.

"Well, it's almost time for me to get back to work. If I leave for too long, I'll be..."

Da-da, da-da.

Before he finished speaking, staggered footsteps were heard from the left side of the corridor outside the elevator.

It's not one person, it's a group of people.

I remember that direction is...the tourist office?

Since she was about to go out, Serabel simply stuck her head out to take a look.

It was indeed none other than Inspector Nakamori, walking in the front, accompanied by several police officers. Although their expressions could not be seen because everyone was wearing a gas mask, their identities could be vaguely recognized by their familiar hairstyle. Their steps were firm and resolute, as if they were going to carry out some life-and-death mission.

Following behind were Suzuki Jirokichi and Suzuki Tomoko, also with serious expressions on their faces.

"What happened? And why is Inspector Nakamori here too?"

Serabell walked over to ask curiously, attracting everyone's attention, while Kuroba Chikage, who came out of the elevator behind her, took the opportunity to escape carefully.

"Oh, it's you."

Recognizing a familiar face, Inspector Nakamori stopped and closed his eyes under the gas mask.

"Isn't this natural? Since Kidd is going to show up, I certainly can't just sit back and watch... Well, but even Kidd can only be put aside for now. We have more important things to do."

"Could it be——"

First, she heard that there was something more important, and then, looking at those faces covered with gas masks, Serabelle's heart skipped a beat.

"That's Mo Fei."

Suzuki Jirokichi sighed heavily, and an expression of helplessness and hatred rarely appeared on his always energetic old face.

"The Red Siamese Cats just called and said that they have spread the killer bacteria they obtained from the Nishitama City Laboratory on the airship. It is in the smoking room on the lower floor. We are going to confirm it now."

Smoking room?

Serabelle didn't pay too much attention to the location. After thinking about it for a moment, she asked another question.

"In other words, does that mean that the people from the Red Siamese Cat are already on this airship?"

“This has not been discovered yet.”

Suzuki Tomoko shook her head.

Not found...

Serabelle frowned in doubt of this statement.

Although the space and area of ​​this airship are extremely large, its structure is essentially quite simple. Seventy percent of the space is used to place the twelve huge helium bags, and the remaining ten percent is the sky observatory on the top.

He had just come down from upstairs, and the elevator shaft around the elevator was made of transparent tempered glass as it went up and down, so he could see both the sky observatory and the middle part of the airship clearly, and there were indeed no strange people appearing.

In other words, if the red Siamese cat has already sneaked onto this airship, then the only possible place for it to hide is here on the lower level.

But the lower level is not completely safe either. Not only are there people walking around all the time, but there are also a large number of accompanying service personnel. It is not surprising to see them in some weird corners.

unless--

In less than a second, after logically deducing the most likely possibility, Serabelle turned to Suzuki Tomoko.

"My personal suggestion is to first check the cockpit to see if there are any signs of external intrusion, and at the same time search the interior to see if there are any suspicious persons. If there are none of these two signs, then there is probably an insider."

After all, Suzuki Tomoko is the real helmsman of the Suzuki Group today. She understood what Serabelle meant almost immediately and pinched her chin in thought.

"But if we're talking about an insider, we can rule out those of us who know each other. Inspector Nakamori and his men are all veteran detectives of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, so they can also be ruled out. The people at Nichimi TV are all regular employees with work permits, so it's unlikely that they'll make any mistakes. So the only possibility left is the freelance reporter."

"No, that's not necessarily the case."

The analysis here was well-reasoned, but Suzuki Jirokichi held up his chin and looked thoughtful.

"In fact, in order to organize this test flight as quickly as possible, some of the staff on the airship are new faces hired temporarily..."

???

As soon as these words were spoken, question marks popped up over the heads of not only Serabelle, but also Suzuki Tomoko, Inspector Nakamori and others.

Not only did they not bring bodyguards for such an important test flight, they also recruited temporary workers into the crew.

Consultant Suzuki, are you in a clear mind?

However, things have come to this point, and there is no point in saying anything more. Nakamori Ginzo could only cough lightly.

"In that case, I would like to trouble Counselor Suzuki to go to the cockpit to check the status of the airship, and we, the police, will search the smoking room."

Chapter 216 Cut off your head

Ten minutes later, everyone reunited in the observation hall.

Inspector Nakamori, who was in charge of going to the smoking room to confirm, did not directly bring the ampoule containing the murderous bacteria, but his solemn expression was enough to explain everything.

"It seems like the other party is not bluffing." Serabell breathed a sigh of relief.

"indeed so."

The usually energetic old man Suzuki Jirokichi now looked much worse.

A group of people gathered together and whispered about something was already very eye-catching. Before I could say a few more words, I heard Yuanzi's curious voice asking from the back.

"What's wrong, mom? Did something happen? You all look so unhappy."

"Yes……"

Things had come to this point and there was no point in hiding it any further. After Serabel exchanged glances with Suzuki Tomoko, Suzuki Jirokichi, and Inspector Nakamori, she spoke first.

"The terrorist organization called the Red Siamese Cats that blew up the Nishitama Biological Research Institute earlier called us and said they had spread killer bacteria on the airship... Of course, they did spread it, but the location was quite remote, in the smoking room on the airship."

Suzuki Tomoko took over the topic: "If it's just the smoking room, it's fine. When the airship was designed, the smoking room was designed according to the highest standard of sealing. And now, Inspector Nakamori's colleagues have already taken medical alcohol and disinfectant and are disinfecting the area around the smoking room. As long as we take good protection and don't get close, it should be fine until we land in Osaka."

“But the question is whether anyone has been to the smoking room before.”

Serabelle turned her head to look, and at this moment, Xiaolan, Sera Masumi and other people in the tourist hall also noticed this side and gathered around to find out what was going on.

"…By the way, didn't Mr. Maori come this time?"

"Eh? Dad?" Xiaolan was slightly stunned, then hesitated with a slight embarrassment, "Dad is here, but for some reasons, he is resting in the guest room now."

Sonoko also laughed sarcastically: "Well, but Uncle Kogoro has never been to the smoking room, although he originally planned to go there."

I was supposed to go but didn't go? What the hell is this?

Serabelle was a little confused for a moment, but the urgent matter did not allow him to continue to dwell on these things.

He turned to the others who had gathered around him and raised his voice slightly: "Let me ask, who has been to the smoking room on the airship before?"

Smoking room...

It's a very ordinary place, but precisely because the place is too ordinary, coupled with the solemn atmosphere, it seems particularly weird.

It's like when your class teacher came to the classroom one morning and suddenly asked in a questioning tone who went to xxx place yesterday. Although you have been there, you don't know what the problem is.

This situation, when you only vaguely know that you have gotten into trouble but have no idea what trouble you have gotten into, is often the most frightening.

"Smoking room...any questions?"

One of the three people from the Nichiren TV station, a white and plump man in his thirties wearing glasses, asked tentatively.

This person had been mentioned by Sonoko when she introduced everyone one by one. He was the head of the reporter team from Nichiuri TV who was responsible for filming the match between Kid and Kid. His name was Mizukawa Masaaki, or Mizukawa for short.

"Don't answer questions with questions." Serabelle glanced at him with her cane tapping the ground. "When asked whether you have been there, tell me honestly. Any ambiguous answer will be taken as a default. If you deliberately lie, you will be held legally responsible."

"I……"

Mizukawa Masaki did not answer immediately and fell into hesitation.

Anyone could tell there was something unusual going on here. Especially since he didn't know the consequences, he really didn't want to admit that he had been there, but he also didn't want to be held legally responsible for lying and saying he hadn't been there.

When they were in a dilemma, a low whimper was heard from outside the human wall.

"Uh... I... ah, it's itchy..."

The atmosphere in the observation hall was already unusually tense, and when they heard this voice, everyone's eyes turned in the direction of the sound almost instantly.

"That's... Mr. Fujioka?"

The one who let out the painful whimper was none other than the freelance journalist Takamichi Fujioka, who, according to Sonoko's introduction, had volunteered to record the duel between Jirokichi Suzuki and Kaito Kid.

However, in stark contrast to the leisurely and calm he had displayed before, at this moment he was scratching his arms and cheeks in a panic, making the outside of his sturdy arms, which had been tanned from years of traveling, red. Judging from his posture, he must have hated his parents for not giving him two more hands so that he could scratch himself together.

"Look! He's got a rash!"

Yuanzi had sharp eyes and immediately noticed the small raised rashes on the freelance reporter's red skin.

"What..." Inspector Nakamori was startled and immediately shouted, "Mr. Fujitsu, have you been to the smoking room?"

However, all he got in response was Fujioka's meaningless mumblings of extreme fear and as if possessed by a demon.

"I...I don't want to die...Hurry, hurry up and save me...Save me..."

As he spoke, he not only stretched out his arms covered with red rashes, but also walked towards the crowd step by step like a zombie in a doomsday movie.

"Stop! Don't go any further! Stand still! Answer my question!"

Inspector Nakamori tried to stop him again and again, but was always ignored.

At the critical moment, Serabelle used her cane to push through the crowd and stand out, coming to the opposite point of Fujioka.

The two of them faced each other at a distance of four or five meters. Serabelle stopped and tapped the ground with her cane, with both hands on the top of the cane as if she was leaning on a knight's sword.

"We don't want to deceive you. Now you have been infected by the killer bacteria. Although we don't know whether you can be saved, for the safety and health of other people on the airship, I hope you can calm down and don't get close to me. Go to the smoking room to isolate yourself."

"Don't abandon me... I don't want to die... Save me, please save me..."

It's still meaningless gibberish.