I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"You seem to be quite energetic. Do you find this position comfortable?"

Serabelle pursed her lips and sighed helplessly, then raised her left hand and stretched it behind her.

Shishido Nagaaki, who had been prepared in the back, handed over a bottle of champagne. Without looking back, Serabelle grabbed the neck part of the bottle slightly downward and passed it over, then began to shake it.

It feels like shaking a glass of Orange Juice before drinking it.

"Hey!" Conan whispered and tried to stop him.

"Brother Sera..."

Inspector Megure was also a little nervous. After all, he was still a detective. No matter how many enemies were in front of him, allowing Serabell to be so presumptuous was already his bottom line. If she continued to go too far, he would definitely have to stop her.

"Don't worry, I'm not that crazy."

Serabelle did not stop shaking the bottle, but continued to shake it rhythmically, but with increasing force.

He nodded at Zemu Gongping who was leaning on the table.

"Do you think I'm going to use the bottle as a blunt instrument and smash it directly into your face? No, no, no, that would be a waste. I just want to... ask Mr. Zemu to drink some wine to calm down and not be so emotional."

After finishing her words, Serabelle stopped shaking the bottle, opened her mouth wide, bit the cork with her back teeth, and then pulled hard to pull off the cork and the aluminum foil on it.

Puff! Crash!

In an instant, the bubble pressure accumulated in the champagne bottle due to the violent shaking burst out.

The light golden wine rushed up from the bottle mouth, drawing a graceful arc in the air, leaving behind a hint of wine aroma, and after drawing an arc that perfectly conforms to mechanics, it urinated accurately on the face of the sommelier.

Zemu Gongping didn't open his mouth to take it, but unfortunately he hadn't learned the magical skill to control his body to close his nostrils.

Then it was tragic.

"Ahem! Stop... stop! Ugh... Gulp... Gulp... Ugh!"

Serabelle's action of spraying champagne at the sommelier lasted less than two seconds before she diverted her fire.

However, even if it was less than two seconds, it was enough for Sawaki Kouhei to bear.

Both of his nostrils were filled with champagne. The rich aroma of the wine rushed straight to his brain, accompanied by a pain as if he was drowning. The stimulation to his respiratory system made him instinctively want to clear out the foreign objects by spraying air through his nose.

Serabelle stood up suddenly, walked to the table where Zemu Gongping was tied up, grabbed one of the legs and lifted it up with a little force, and the dining table standing on the ground rotated 180 degrees counterclockwise.

As a result, Sawaki Kohei was able to return to the head-up position, and the wine in his nostrils flowed down along the contours of his cheeks due to gravity, mixed with snot, tears, saliva, etc., forming a mess.

"…It's really ugly, Mr. Sawaki."

Serabelle came to the sommelier with her cane, looked him up and down, and raised the bottle of champagne in her hand, which was only half full after a whole round of eruption.

"Cheers."

After saying this, he raised his head and took a sip proudly, smacking his lips as he put the bottle down.

"It's not as good as I expected. Not as good as coffee."

"..."

At this time, Zemu Gongping was completely dumbfounded.

He never expected that this boy, who looked no more than a high school student, could be so brutal. If it weren't for the discomfort in his mouth and nose that was still strongly stimulating his brain, Zemu Gonghe would almost think he was having a nightmare.

Without any response, Serabelle slowly raised the tip of her sheathed cane and touched the sommelier's forehead, forcing him to look up at her.

"You know, be thankful that you didn't meet the me of ten years ago, otherwise I would have chopped off your head and hung it on the Big Ben in London...Okay, so can we calm down and talk now?"

Chapter 250: Even in a Low Place ()

After being tortured so severely like this, Zemu Gonghe finally faced the reality and stopped talking nonsense and shouting.

After all, not to mention that he had become the enemy of everyone present from the moment his identity was exposed. Now even the police would not help him stop a madman who used waterboarding on people at every turn. If he continued to be stubborn, he would only suffer more.

Especially in this place where there is no sky and no earth, dozens of meters below the water surface, no outsiders can hear you even if you shout louder.

Cooperation is the only way to survive.

And Serabelle also showed just the right amount of kindness. Seeing that the sommelier had calmed down, she did not turn the table to turn him upside down, nor did she pour champagne on him again.

So the two returned to their original positions, one still tied up, the other holding his cane and returning to the seat opposite.

"Okay, let's get back to the point."

Serabelle tapped the ground with her cane.

"It's the same question again, Mr. Sawaki, what is your purpose in impersonating Murakami-jo and carrying out a series of murders?"

purpose?

Zemu Gongping's face twitched slightly, and he seemed to sneer.

Although he didn't dare to pretend to be tough in front of Serabelle, the look in his eyes became more and more fierce, and he swept across the faces of everyone present with a faint green light flashing like a wolf.

"That was, of course, for revenge against certain people present."

"Revenge? You actually said it was for revenge?!"

After learning that Sawaki Kouhei was the criminal, Nana Koyama, who was already hostile to him, screamed in a shrill voice when she heard that the other party had set up such a trap and tried to kill everyone just to take revenge on a small number of people present.

“Hey! I don’t know who you, the wine taster, have a grudge against here. I don’t mind if you take revenge, but at least don’t involve me, an irrelevant person! You have your reasons for revenge, but I have no reasons for being involved for no reason? Is it just because my name has the word Nana in it?!”

"Shut up!"

Zemu Gongping, who was tied to the dining table, suddenly let out a loud roar. Due to excessive force, his respiratory system, which had just been replaced, was stimulated again and he began to cough violently.

“Ahem! You… ahem! Think carefully about it… Are you innocent? ahem! Think carefully about whether you have any reason to be retaliated against…”

"I……"

After hearing what the wine taster said, Nana Oyamauchi was stunned.

The lip movements from a few seconds ago were still on her face, but her eyes gradually became more withdrawn.

"Wait, could it be that the person at that time... was you?"

"what happened?"

Realizing that there seemed to be some unknown past in the conversation between the two, Inspector Megure immediately asked alertly.

Sawaki Gongping did not answer immediately, but just kept staring at the female model with an extremely vicious look.

Nana Oyama was silent for a while and turned her face away.

"It was one night a few months ago. I was driving home. Since there were not many people around at night, I drove faster. As a result, I accidentally ran a red light. Although I braked before driving out of the stop line, I still ran out for a while. At that time, a motorcycle happened to pass by..."

"And then you bumped into him?" Inspector Megure guessed what would happen next. "And that person happened to be Mr. Sawaki?"

"No, I didn't hit him!"

The female model denied it outright and argued her case.

"I didn't really hit him, but he still fell to avoid it."

"But if it's just a fall..."

Kogoro Mouri, who had been offline for a long time, looked at the female model blankly, then looked at Sawaki Kouhei who seemed like a madman. He didn't quite understand why someone would kill someone just because he was caused to fall off his bike.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this kind of thing be treated as a traffic accident?

"I lost my sense of taste after that," Sawaki Kouhei added coldly.

"Eh?"

"Yes, I was the one who fell off my bike. Although I didn't suffer any serious external injuries because I was wearing a helmet, my internal taste nerves were damaged. After that, I could no longer taste anything."

A sommelier's tongue and a pianist's hands are tools for survival. Once they are injured and leave sequelae or disability, it will be a devastating blow.

Zemu Gongping continued gritting his teeth, "Although I can still continue to work as a wine taster with my remaining vision and sense of smell as well as the experience accumulated over the years, that goes against my perfectionism, so I originally planned to resign and return home after killing them and completing my revenge..."

"You said 'they', right? So who else is there that you want to kill?"

Serabelle interrupted the sommelier's chatter and turned to look at the people behind her.

"Ms. Koyamauchi was the one who caused you to get into a car accident, but what about the others? Or were there other people present at the time who also used car tires to roll over your head back and forth, causing you to be in this state now?"

"Hey, hey, brother, don't say that. I've never done that. I've always been very careful when driving." Shishido Nagaaki, who talked the most, raised his hands to show that he was innocent.

The two of them sang in unison, as if they were performing a crosstalk.

But Sawaki Kouhei was clearly not in the mood for that. He continued to cast his vicious gaze at a food essayist named Minoru Nishina who was standing at the back of the crowd, his back teeth making a clicking sound.

"And you, Renke! You used your reputation as a food essayist to spread incorrect knowledge about red wine to your readers. I absolutely cannot forgive you for this!"

"Uh……"

Being pointed out by name in public, Nishina Minoru's face became embarrassed, but he did not dare to refute at all.

As the saying goes, true gold fears no fire. He was well aware that his knowledge on red wine was quite insufficient and at best he could only deceive those laymen.

But the book sold well, and with readers' enthusiastic pursuit, Nishina Minoru's confidence grew. Gradually, he ignored his own shortcomings and began to talk nonsense with more confidence.

"As for Asahi Shengyi, I killed him a long time ago. He is probably floating somewhere in the sea now."

Zemu sneered.

"He bought up a lot of expensive wines and stored them here because he heard that the wine market was going to rise sharply. He did this to make money. He doesn't really love wine at all. He's just a speculator!"

Why do you even have to control people's purchase of red wine?

Too lazy to listen to the wine taster's outrageous speech, Serabelle let out a light breath, stood up again, walked in front of the former, and gently patted his cheek with the back of her hand.

"It's okay. At least now you can't kill anyone anymore. You'll spend the rest of your life in jail..."

boom!

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud explosion and the entire underwater restaurant shook violently.

Chapter 251 Underwater Kiss

"What's going on! What happened?!"

On the surface, Inspector Megure was the first to react. He turned around and asked questions almost at the same time as the explosion sounded, while Shishido Nagaaki and others on the side looked dazed, wondering if they had heard it wrongly.

Serabelle clenched the staff sword in her hand, and veins bulged faintly on the back of her seemingly fair hand.

There is no answer and no need to answer.

The next moment, a terrifying crack appeared clearly on the sealed window in the underwater restaurant hall, through which one could directly see the sea scene through the glass, just like the broken ice.

That's right, it's just a crack. I guess the place where the bomb exploded was not directly on the glass, but on the steel frame near the glass.

The steel frame was shaken by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and the vibration was transmitted to the glass window through the steel frame, eventually causing cracks in the window.

But you have to know that the seabed is an extremely high-pressure environment. Normal humans can swim freely on the water surface. If the depth is within ten meters, you can try it even without protective gear as long as you are in good physical condition.

But...what if it is several hundred or several thousand meters? That person will be crushed and exploded by the huge amount of sea water in an instant, and exploded into a dark red floc-like meat paste.

Although their current location is not that exaggerated, it is still about twenty meters below the sea surface.

For an "undersea protective cover" that already has a breakthrough, twenty meters of water pressure is enough to expand the breakthrough, no matter how small it is.

click!

There was another crisp sound of glass breaking, and everyone watched as the crack on the window widened again.

"you!"

Kogoro Mouri glared angrily at Sawaki Kouhei, whose hands and feet were still tied.

But the wine taster just smiled contemptuously.

"It's just a time bomb with a countdown function. What's wrong? Is it hard to understand? Don't be nervous. This is just a backup plan I made. After all, I have the famous Maori detective with me. I am not 100% sure that my trick will not be seen through. In order to ensure that all targets can be killed, I have to do this... Because no one can stop my revenge plan! Hahahaha!"

As he spoke, he began to laugh like a madman again.

Things have come to this point and no matter how much they spit at each other, they are just waiting to die. Inspector Megure turned around and was about to ask Shiratori for the dagger he had searched from Sawaki Kouhei before, intending to cut the ropes on the latter's limbs. At the same time, he thought loudly about the others.

"There's no time left. Everyone, hurry to the safe passage and evacuate as quickly as possible..."

Before he could even utter the word "leave", the window glass in the distance, which was already full of cracks, finally exploded under the continuous pressure of the sea water.

There was a big hole in the underwater restaurant, and a huge amount of sea water rushed in violently in an instant.

The snow-white waves blocked everyone's vision, and the situation looked like the collapse of the sky.