I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

I pulled it gently, but the light didn't come on.

Huh?

The sommelier was slightly stunned, and the light from the front came on.

It was Serabelle who turned on the flashlight mode on her phone, and bright light shone out from the flash hole on the back of the phone.

He flashed the light across the taster's face.

"I found this lamp was broken when I came here, so I'll just use this for now."

"Uh, that's it..."

It was not until the light moved away from his face that Zemu Gongping nodded blankly.

It turned out that the light switch was broken.

The wine cellar has a large space, but it is not difficult to find the designated wine rack because each wine rack has a corresponding number.

For example, the first row is M1, the second row is M2, and M18 is naturally the eighteenth row of wine racks.

This was exactly the place where Serabelle and Kisaki Eri encountered a trap before.

Although it was not the same time, it was the same place, which was quite a coincidence.

Without even looking at M1 to M17 in front of him, Serabelle quickly found the wine rack M18.

He walked into the aisle between the wine racks holding his cell phone, and deliberately shone all the lights on the wine rack beside him that was full of red wine. At the same time, he turned his head to ask Zemu Gongping who had been following him all the way.

"Mr. Zemu, you just want the wine here, right?"

"Yes, it is here..."

Zemu Gongping said this, but his eyes were not on the bottles of red wine on the wine rack. Instead, he was staring at the boy's feet.

Almost there…almost there…right there!

As Serabelle took another step forward, the sommelier behind her suddenly shouted.

"Danger!"

Before he could finish his words, he staggered and fell to the side.

But a second passed and still nothing happened, only the flashlight light shone from the front at a sixty-degree angle.

Eh?

Zemu Gongping, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He raised his head and looked forward. The young man who walked up to the wine rack was still standing there. The light reflected from the floor and walls slightly illuminated his expressionless face.

"Oh, it's you."

Chapter 248 Public Execution

Stab it!

The sharp blade, with its powerful kinetic energy, easily pierced through the sommelier's shoulder and nailed him to the ground. Sawaki Kouhei's painful wail instantly resounded throughout the huge wine cellar.

“Aaaaaaah! It hurts! W-What are you doing!!!”

"Mr. Zemu?!"

Inspector Megure and his companions were originally walking leisurely at the back to investigate everywhere, but when they heard such a tragic howl coming from the front, they were shocked on the spot. They did not care to check row by row, and had to put down what they were doing and quickly ran to the 18th wine rack.

When he raised the flashlight, he saw the wine taster nailed to the ground by the sword and the expressionless boy standing in front of the former.

"Brother S-Sera?"

Inspector Megure recognized at a glance that the staff sword belonged to Serabel. Considering the positions of both parties at the moment, it was obvious that it was Serabel who did it.

But how could Serabelle possibly attack Zemu Gongping?

The trust that had been cultivated over a long period of time made Inspector Megure, who should have taken immediate action to control the attacker, hesitate.

At the same time, the voice of Sawaki Kouhei was heard again, as his shoulder muscles were completely locked by the blade and he was in severe pain and could not move at all.

"Police! Police! What are you still looking at? Stop him! He wants to kill me!"

"This……"

Hearing Sawaki Kouhei say this himself, Inspector Megure became even more shaken.

But he still did not take any action, but just cast a suspicious and questioning look at Serabelle.

I mean - did you really do this, Sierra? Why?

"Kill you?"

Serabelle tilted her head, raised one leg and put one foot on the other shoulder of the sommelier.

"How is that possible? Murder is against the law. I am not that ignorant of the law. The reason I did this... was just to prevent you from jumping into a corner and hurting others after your true identity is exposed."

Wait, the truth is revealed? The dog is desperate? He suddenly attacks and hurts people?

Brother Sera, what are you talking about?

The huge amount of information made Inspector Megure's brain a little overwhelmed.

But before he could ask, the next moment, the unique dim incandescent light of the retro wine cellar descended from above his head, and the huge wine cellar that was previously dark suddenly became bright again.

The sudden change in light made everyone in the wine cellar pause for a moment, even Shiratori and Kogoro Mori, who were running after Inspector Megure from behind, stopped subconsciously.

"light?"

Inspector Megure asked in confusion.

He is only a few years older than Kogoro Mori and has not yet reached the stage of Alzheimer's disease. If I remember correctly, when they entered the wine cellar two minutes ago, Serabelle mentioned that the light switch was broken.

So what is going on now?

"Don't be confused. I just turned on the switch."

The female lawyer's voice came from the other end of the wine rack.

Inspector Megure turned his head slightly and looked behind the boy, just in time to see Kisaki Eri walking out from the end of the aisle between the wine racks.

"Lawyer concubine?"

"I'm sorry, I lied when I said the light switch was broken. As for why, just look at the wine rack against the wall behind Mr. Sawaki and you'll know."

On the horizontal wine rack at the back?

Megure listened and believed, then turned his head and looked in the direction the female lawyer said.

Then he saw a crossbow resting in the gap of the wine rack, with an arrow on it ready to be fired.

"This is the same arrow that shot me!"

Inspector Megure subconsciously touched his round belly.

Although he had received treatment in the hospital and had his wounds sutured, the injury had only been recent.

The scene now brings back memories and it’s inevitable that I feel a dull pain.

Then he saw the playing card placed next to the crossbow, which was the eight of spades.

"Eight of Spades, this card corresponds to Mr. Zemu!"

"No, to be precise, he wants everyone to think that this card is aimed at him."

Serabelle shook her head, raised her hand and pointed with her index finger at the dent on the red brick above her head that was made by the arrow.

“See that hole in the ceiling here?”

"This is……"

"I told two lies in total."

Serabelle kept her index finger raised.

"The first one is what Auntie just mentioned. It's about the light switch in the wine cellar."

Then he raised his middle finger.

"As for the second one, it's what you see now. It's not that nothing happened when my aunt and I came to explore the wine cellar. We were indeed attacked by a trap. Fortunately, I was more skilled and neither of us was injured."

"Is the so-called trap referring to this crossbow?" Inspector Megure glanced sideways.

"More than just a crossbow."

Serabelle lowered her raised arm and pointed her finger at a thin line about ten centimeters above the ground two meters in front of her.

"See that wire? That's the sensor that triggers the crossbow. It was originally where I was standing, but now I've moved it farther away... Of course, because of the distance, the wire isn't long enough, so now it's just a wire, not connected to the crossbow. Even if I kick it away, nothing will happen."

"Secondly, the reason for turning off the lighting circuit in the wine cellar was to make the cellar dark enough. If the lights were on normally, Mr. Zemu could have said that he did see the wire. But in the lighting environment just now, the light from my flashlight was completely reflected on the bottles on the wine rack. Normally, it would be impossible to see it."

"But Mr. Zemu chose to dodge incorrectly at the right time, in the right place, and in the right way, even though he shouldn't have seen any mechanism. What does this mean?"

Serabelle paused deliberately here.

Inspector Megure was completely stunned and had to be taken over by Eri Kisaki.

"This means that Mr. Zemu knew from the beginning that there was a device targeting him here, even though this was only his first time coming to the wine cellar in theory, right?"

"To put it simply, that's it."

After heaving a sigh of relief and confirming her conclusion, Serabelle leaned over and approached the sommelier who was being stepped on and had a painful look on his face.

"Is there anything else you would like to say, Mr. Sawaki?"

However, the only response he got was the man's painful groan.

After all, at this point, the man named Zemu Kouhei really couldn't say anything to refute.

"No more, right? Then I won't be polite."

After saying the last sentence, Serabelle pulled out the staff sword that was stuck in the sommelier's shoulder, and the hot blood instantly floated in the air like reed flowers.

At the same time, he changed his hand and grabbed the collar of Sawaki Kohei's suit, pulling it violently with the force intended to tear it open. With the sound of cloth breaking, all kinds of things flew out and scattered all over the ground.

Including but not limited to - a mobile phone, a sommelier badge, a dagger, a set of playing cards from Ace of Spades to Seven of Spades, and a detonation remote control.

Chapter 249: Be glad that you didn’t meet me ten years ago

Let’s not talk about the first two items of equipment that exploded from Zemu Gongping, and even the dagger can still be washed away as being carried for self-defense in case of an ambush from Murakami Jyou.

But what does it mean that you carry playing cards with you?

This is an obvious result, because in every serial murder case so far, the perpetrators will leave playing cards or objects related to playing cards near the crime scene.

For example, Inspector Megure's dagger represents King, Eri Kisaki's flower represents Queen, and Dr. Agasa's sword represents Jack.

So there is no doubt that if the criminal still wants to take action this time, he will definitely carry playing cards.

However, the copy of the playing card that should have appeared on the so-called Murakami Takeru was actually found on Sawaki Kohei.

Not to mention the meaningless detonation remote control.

The criminal was caught red-handed, and his logic was coherent. He was presented with a pair of battle-hardened silver bracelets on the spot.

The view shifted back to the lobby of the underwater restaurant, where the sommelier, a prisoner, was tied up on the dining table.

But it's not just a simple tying up.

Normally, dining tables in a restaurant are placed horizontally on the ground, but Serabelle went the extra mile and directly stood the table upright, using only two legs and the edge of the table to make the entire table stand up like a Russian roulette.

As for Sawaki Kouhei, he was fixed on the table with his hands and feet tied up just like VAN in the dark dungeon, except that his head was facing downwards.

The reason for doing this, in Serabelle's words, is that since it is impossible to punch and kick him to resist, it will be regarded as intentional injury, but the interrogation must be conducted in the manner of an interrogation. Moreover, it is also to prevent the other party from doing anything weird again, so this is the only way.

You know, if people keep their heads down for a long time, it is easy to cause cerebral congestion. Even the brave and well-trained special forces cannot stand that terrible feeling.

Is it uncomfortable? It’s right to be uncomfortable!

As the saying goes, leniency to those who confess and severity to those who resist, even Inspector Megure thinks that this guy has a bad taste and should apply for the position of Minister of Justice, or simply be awarded the title of Criminal Immortal.

So the following scene appeared in the hall - the sommelier was tied upside down on the dining table in a very deep dark posture, opposite him was a young man sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, one hand elegantly supporting his cane, and the ground behind him was filled with bottles of champagne, roughly estimated to be about twenty or thirty bottles.

Serabelle slammed his cane on the ground like a judge demanding silence in a courtroom. "Okay, first question, what is your purpose in impersonating Murakami-jo?"

"You...let me go! I'm warning you! You are committing illegal imprisonment! I want to see my lawyer!!!"

Sawaki Kouhei's answer was completely irrelevant. The once elegant wine taster disappeared, and was replaced by a broken criminal with a red face and disheveled hair. After his crime was exposed, he could only scream at the top of his lungs in helplessness and rage.