I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"B-Bomb!?"

When the sensitive words fell into the ears, the audience below the stage suddenly became agitated.

It is true that they are all big names, but they are only big names in the European classical music world. They are good at playing musical instruments and singing, not competing with bombs to see whose head is harder.

Besides, who would be willing to sacrifice their life just to listen to a concert?

"Don't worry, although there is bad news, there is also good news."

Serabelle's understated voice spread to every corner of the space through the broadcast in the performance hall.

"The good news is that the bomb is inductively triggered. The trigger switch is probably connected to the window inside the organ. This means that as long as Mr. Domoto doesn't continue to play tonight, the last bomb will not be triggered."

Well, it turns out that as long as I don't play it, it won't explode. Although this would be equivalent to a wasted trip, if I have to choose between it and my own life, a wasted trip does not seem to be an unacceptable price to pay.

Thinking of this, most people in the audience couldn't help but feel relieved, and some even started to think about which specialty pub in Tokyo they would like to go to for a meal.

However, there are always some people with sharper eyes.

"Wait a minute, what is he holding in his hand now? A detonator?!"

Detonator! ? ?

This was another extremely sensitive word. The audience, who had breathed a sigh of relief just a second ago, suddenly became panicked again because of this sentence.

"Ah, that is indeed the detonator."

Serabelle glanced at the controller in Puhejiang's hand, then took out a button battery from his trouser pocket.

"But the good news is that I have already taken out the battery."

Oh, that's okay.

After confirming that the bomb could no longer explode, the audience finally felt relieved.

It was not until then that Domoto finally came to his senses and turned his gaze again to his old friend holding the detonator.

"Puhe, why on earth would you do such a thing..."

"Shut up! You have no right to call me that!"

The person who made him extremely anxious and even went crazy was right in front of him. Pu Hejiang no longer cared about how he looked in the eyes of others and shouted almost hysterically.

"Why did you give up the piano in the first place? Why!"

Give up the piano...

As if he had heard that something he had been worried about for years had finally happened, Domoto was stunned for a long time before finally shaking his head and closing his eyes in pain.

"Indeed, I was very hesitant about whether to tell you the truth at the beginning. But I really didn't expect that my momentary weakness would cause you so much despair. I really want to tell you here... I am very sorry."

"Soft-hearted? You actually said it was because of soft-heartedness?!" Pu Hejiang gritted his teeth and stared wide-eyed with bloodshot.

"Yes."

When Domoto opened his eyes again, his eyes were already full of guilt.

"The reason I gave up the piano was not because I was tired of it, but because I gradually discovered that there would be some discrepancies in the tuning of the instrument during the process of playing it."

"That's absolutely impossible!" Pu Hejiang rejected it outright in disbelief. "I have absolute pitch! There's absolutely no way my tuning can go wrong!"

"Yes, you and Puhe do have absolute pitch."

Domoto sighed softly.

"But the problem isn't your pitch, it's your hearing that deteriorates as you age."

"What……"

Pu Hejiang's eyes twitched and his body was frozen.

He had never thought of this possibility, but it was not completely impossible, and if it were true... then he...!!!

"On the one hand, I've already said that I did this because I was afraid of hurting your self-esteem."

Domoto said slowly with a wave.

"On the other hand, I really had no intention of recruiting other piano tuners at the time, so I simply gave up the piano and switched to the organ field... Now that I've said this, you should understand, Puhe."

"I...then I..."

The anger and hatred completely disappeared, and only despair remained in Pu and Jiang's eyes.

Serabelle paid no more attention to the two old friends who finally understood each other's feelings after many years. She just raised her eyebrows to greet Reiko Akiba, then turned and walked off the stage. She didn't take out her cell phone and made a call until her figure was completely hidden in the darkness.

"Hello? Inspector Megure? The culprit in the Domoto Music Academy bombing case has been found. You can bring people over to arrest him."

Chapter 393: Miss Qiu Ting is picking up the bargain

The explosion at Domoto Conservatory of Music was the only big news in recent times, and was reported extensively on the Internet and television by various media outlets waiting for an opportunity.

Even since there was no major news worth reporting afterwards, even some small official media began to point the finger at the police, making a big fuss about the explosion and criticizing the Japanese police's incompetence in order to gain attention.

So for Inspector Megure, this incident is also the hateful culprit that has caused him to work overtime every day recently. Not to mention a day off, he doesn't even have time to go home and have a meal with his wife.

Therefore, when he heard Serabelle say that the criminal had been caught, he mobilized all the police forces in the department as quickly as possible, rushed to the opera house fully armed, and brought Pu and Jiang to justice.

Of course, the bomb hidden in the organ pipes at the last minute was also taken away.

Two hours later, the flashing red and blue police lights outside the opera house had almost disappeared, and the sound of sirens in the distance heading towards the Metropolitan Police Department building in the city center gradually faded away with the evening breeze.

As for the musicians who were invited from all over the world, they also left one after another due to the suspension of the festival.

Domoto stood at the door of the opera house, shook hands with the musicians one by one, said goodbye and made an appointment to see each other next time.

On the other hand, the three female high school students, Ran, Sonoko, and Sera Masumi, were not so particular.

Or maybe it was because they had experienced this kind of thing so many times that they were no longer surprised. After the farce in the opera house, they made an appointment to go to the center of Tokyo to play.

"Hey~ Ran, and Sera-san, it's only six o'clock now, why don't we go to the city center for dinner? We can find a place to sing karaoke after dinner, how about that?"

This is a suggestion from Sonoko.

Of course, Shiliang Zhenchun readily agreed to this.

"Okay, okay, it's finally winter break, and I haven't had a good time yet."

Even Xiaolan, who always cares about her family, did not refuse: "Well, it doesn't matter to me. I was planning to have dinner with my dad and Conan outside today, so I didn't prepare any food at home, so it's okay to eat outside."

"Nice! It's settled then!"

The girl with tiger teeth narrowed her eyes happily, smiled widely, and clasped her hands together in front of her.

Then, maintaining this posture and expression, he quickly turned to Serabelle who was looking up at the sky.

"Shall we set off now, bro?"

"I……"

Serabelle hesitated for a moment. He originally didn't care about this kind of thing, but when he noticed that Mrs. Suzuki, who was on the phone not far away, looked up at him, he changed his words decisively.

"Forget it, you three should go by yourselves. I won't go. I will handle it myself outside."

"Eh? Are you really not coming?"

"Ah."

"Well, brother, you really are not sociable..."

Confirming that the negotiations had failed, Sera Masumi pretended to sigh helplessly, but when she turned around and faced her two friends, her face had returned to its usual bright smile.

"Forget it, then the three of us will set off!"

The distance from the opera house to the city center is not far, but it takes a long time to walk. In addition, it was newly built and there are no bus routes yet, so the only way to commute is to take a taxi.

However, it was not until the three high school girls got into the taxi and left that Mrs. Suzuki finally finished her phone calls, some of which were from people calling her and some from her calling others.

It was not until she put away her phone and looked up again to see Serabelle still standing there that an unexpected yet reasonable and slightly embarrassed smile appeared on the face of the hostess of the Suzuki zaibatsu.

"Bei...Sera-kun, you didn't go with Sonoko and the others."

"Ah."

Serabelle responded as a matter of course.

After hearing this answer, Suzuki Tomoko felt even more helpless, and held her forehead with her hand with a look of sadness.

"Really? Man proposes, God disposes. In fact, the consortium just called me and there's another important meeting that I need to go over and make the final decision... Sorry, I was planning to go with you tonight... But now it seems I don't have the time."

Ah this.

Serabelle remained calm on the surface, but her heart was petrified for a moment.

Originally, he told Masumi that he would handle it himself outside, which was actually just an excuse to shirk responsibility. Even if Sonoko and the others asked him again, he would use excuses like "It would be more comfortable if there were only girls around."

But now it seems that he is really going to travel alone outside.

It’s not a big deal, but it still feels weird.

Crab bro~

"There's nothing we can do in this case. Let's do it next time," said Serabelle.

"Yeah, only next time."

Suzuki Tomoko smiled helplessly again.

As they were talking, a black luxury sedan with the Suzuki Group's logo printed on it drove over from afar on the road where Sonoko, Ran and three other female high school students had previously left in a taxi.

He came to the two of them and slowly stopped beside them.

Tomoko Suzuki opened the left rear door and smiled gently.

"Although there is no way tonight, I can still give you a ride. Do you want to get in the car?"

"Oh no, thanks."

Unexpectedly, Serabelle chose to refuse.

"To be honest, I haven't decided what to eat for dinner yet. Mrs. Suzuki, you should go first. I can think about it slowly on my way to the city center."

"I see. That's fine too."

Since she said that, Suzuki Tomoko no longer forced it. She reached out her hand and gently held the boy's fingertips at an angle that was not easy for others to notice, then turned around and got into the car, lowered the window and closed the door.

"See you next time then."

"Well, see you later."

After a brief farewell, the black car started its engine, turned around and slowly drove back in the direction it came from.

Looking at the car's rear end that was shrinking little by little, Serabelle sighed softly.

Yes, now I really have to travel alone.

Think about what to have for dinner tonight...

However, just as Serabelle was struggling to get up and walk towards the city center, a faint fragrance quietly came to his side, followed by the voice of a talented soprano.

"Why are you standing here like an idiot? It's almost time to go back for dinner."

"Ms. Qiu Ting..."

Serabel looked in the direction of the voice and saw Reiko Akiba walking up to him, having taken off her stage costume and changed into her everyday clothes. She was wearing a familiar baseball cap on her head and her long black hair was tied into a bun, hanging down behind her from the gap above the strap at the back of the cap.

Seeing that the young man still looked confused, Akita Reiko frowned slightly in dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing? Are you waiting for me to be in a daze? Let's go, let's go. Today I specially made the beef brisket and mushroom soup that you liked very much last time. It should be delicious when we go back now."

Chapter 394 She A'd Hard

The view changes to Reiko Akitaba's home.

In the living room filled with the aroma of dinner, the female singer took off her baseball cap and let her long black hair casually drape behind her. She looked at the young man who was eating heartily across the table, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up with a satisfied arc.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

"Not bad, it tastes better than last time."

“It means my skills have improved.”

Reiko Akiba accepted the compliment from the boy without hesitation, and the curve of her lips widened further.

"Speaking of which, I was saved by you again today, Sera-kun. Really... I don't know what that Mr. Puhe was thinking. A good concert was supposed to be performed, but it ended up with bombs and that kind of thing. In the end, I found out that it was all just my misunderstanding. Now he has to go to jail at his age. Really... I don't know what to say."