I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Mr. Kusaka, please give up resistance."

"Get lost! Didn't you hear me? Don't come any closer! Otherwise I will..."

"What are you talking about?"

This time the voice came from the radio, still with Serabelle's familiar calm and gentle tone.

"Mr. Kusaka, don't you find it strange? We only met once in the conference room, and I was only standing on your left side at the time. How did I know there was blood on the right end of your hair? Don't you find it strange at all?"

"..."

"To be honest, do you remember that a little boy named Edogawa Conan visited you in your room in the afternoon?"

"You mean that brat who likes to rummage through other people's things?"

Kusaka Hironari suddenly reacted.

Serabelle continued, "Then this brings up another question. Why would I let a child go to you to gather intelligence instead of doing it myself? You wouldn't presume to think that I'm socially phobic, would you?"

"Did you..."

Considering the police's obviously fearless attitude, Kusaka Hironari had a bad feeling in his mind.

And what Inspector Megure said next perfectly confirmed his premonition.

"Mr. Kusaka, Sera-kun has spent the whole afternoon removing all the bombs you installed on the cruise ship, so the remote control in your hand is just an empty shell. Please give up resistance!"

"...Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Upon learning that even his last resort had been cracked, Kusaka Hironari completely collapsed.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!!"

He no longer hesitated and pressed the remote control in his hand with such force that the plastic shell of the remote control made a crisp sound.

However, the key travel has completely bottomed out, and the bomb should have exploded at this time.

However, there was no sound at all.

Everyone held their breath and listened carefully.

Five seconds passed... ten seconds passed... twenty seconds passed...

The last voice to be heard was that of Serabelle.

"I told you, I have already defused all the bombs. It will be useless even if you press the button again."

"……hateful!!!"

Kusaka Hironari lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly. His long brown hair fell on both sides, covering his face and blurring his expression.

He spat loudly and with the utmost malice.

"It's just one step away, just one last step! I can avenge my father! It's all because of you, it's all because of you!!!"

Kusaka Hironari suddenly exerted all his strength, raised his right hand high and threw the remote control in his hand towards the stage.

But it was just a plastic shell after all, and it had no weight at all. Even if one threw it with great force, the damage it could cause was limited. As soon as it flew onto the stage, it was easily caught by Serabelle and thrown aside like a toy.

"Well, although I don't know how your father was killed by the Yashiro Group, it doesn't seem to match your behavior logically, especially since you have the master key."

"Since you were able to break into the room and kill Mrs. Yashiro who had just finished her bath, you could have also planted a bomb in the room of the Yashiro president alone. But you chose to plant remote-controlled explosives in various areas of the bottom of the ship."

"It's hard for me to tell whether you did this to avenge your father or simply to drag everyone on the ship to their death."

"Sherlock Holmes once said that when the law fails to bring justice to the parties involved, private revenge is justified and even noble from that moment on."

Serabelle paused for a moment, then changed the subject and shrugged.

"But if your so-called 'noble' revenge is going to affect others, especially me and the people around me, then I'm sorry... I can only take the initiative to kill you."

Chapter 511 You are the real criminal, Ms. Akiyoshi

The truth came out, it was a false alarm, and the murderer was brought to justice.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, fortunately it is not too late.

So the dinner went on as usual after that, and there was no unexpected situation where seawater flooded in from outside in the middle of the banquet.

So the time came after the dinner was over.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

At this point in time, unless they are still participating in some entertainment activities on other floors of the cruise ship, normally everyone will return to their respective rooms to wash up and rest.

But Serabelle came to the door of Akiyoshi Miwako's room.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Serabelle waited outside the door and listened.

"coming!"

A female voice answered faintly through the door.

About five or six seconds later, footsteps were heard from behind the door, followed by a slight sound from the door handle. The door was slowly pushed open from the inside, and a heroic female designer with glasses and short hair, wearing a yukata and a coat, poked her head out from the crack in the door.

"Who is it so late... Oh, it's you, detective. What can I do for you?"

"I guess so. I have something I want to discuss with you, Miss Akiyoshi."

Serabelle very gentlemanly handed the choice to the other party.

"convenient?"

"Well……"

Upon hearing this, Akiyoshi Miwako obviously hesitated for a moment, but then she suddenly thought of something and quickly nodded.

"No problem, of course, please come in."

Just like that, Serabelle walked into the room.

Because they are all unified guest rooms on the cruise ship, there is not much difference between Akiyoshi Miwako's room and the rooms where Serabelle and Akiba Reiko live. The only difference is the carry-on luggage.

After returning to the room, Akiyoshi Miwako walked straight to the coffee table beside the bed, set the cups and started to make tea.

"It's cold in winter, can I have some black tea?"

"No problem, thank you Ms. Akiyoshi."

Serabelle said politely.

After filling the kettle with water and placing it on the base of the rack, Akiyoshi Miwako sat down first at the coffee table, raised her eyes and smiled, motioning the boy to sit down as well.

"So what on earth do you want to talk to me about at this hour, little detective?"

"Don't worry, it's not a particularly serious topic. It's actually about the entire criminal process of Kusaka Hironari, and there are still some doubts that need to be filtered out."

Serabelle paused.

"I remember that when Mr. Maori pointed out that you, Miss Akiyoshi, were the criminal at the banquet, you mentioned in your defense that you were talking to Kusaka Hironari in your room at that time, right?"

"Eh? Yes, that's right."

Akiyoshi Miwako was slightly stunned, seemingly a little confused.

"I still don't understand this. Mr. Kusaka was talking to me on the phone at the time, so I don't understand how he could leave the room and commit the crime while talking to me."

"Are you all using the landline phones in your rooms?" asked Serabelle.

"Yes." Akiyoshi Miwako nodded.

"What are you talking about?" Serabel continued to ask.

"It's just... about Mr. Kusaka's script."

Miwako Akiyoshi recalled.

"Oh yes, detective brother, you probably don't know this yet, but Mr. Kusaka is a screenwriter by profession. He is currently working on a script about sea voyages, so he asked me to be his consultant. To be honest, he is quite serious and responsible about scripts. Even though I am his consultant, he still allows me to interrupt him when he is reading through his script."

"No interruptions?" Serabelle seemed to be thinking about something. "So you didn't say anything during the entire call, Miss Akiyoshi?"

"Eh? Yeah, about that. About twenty minutes in total."

Akiyoshi Miwako nodded subconsciously.

"Because every time I interrupted him he would scold me terribly, so from then on I just waited until he finished reading the whole thing before expressing my opinion... Huh? If that's the case..."

"recorder."

Serabelle spoke for her.

"Just play it on a high-fidelity recorder next to the phone, and I can leave the room and do other things."

"I see!"

Akiyoshi Miwako looked as if she suddenly understood something.

Serabelle continued, "So that means that Kusaka Hironari actually used you, Miss Akiyoshi, to commit the crime. Is that right?"

"Well... I think that's it." Akiyoshi Miwako agreed.

“So I have another question now.”

Serabelle followed up suddenly.

"Then may I ask why your master key card, Ms. Akiyoshi, who was supposed to be in the room at 10:10 and was used by Kusaka Hironari as an alibi, was recorded on the door access control system of Mrs. Yashiro's room?"

"……what?"

The air in the room seemed to freeze at this moment, and the expression on Akiyoshi Miwako's face also froze.

Serabelle stared at her indifferently across the coffee table. The electric kettle on the table that was set up to boil water made a humming sound as if it was about to boil. The rising white mist blurred each other's faces.

Serabelle was the first to break the silence: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood what I said just now. In that case, let me ask you another question. Miss Akiyoshi, what area are you responsible for among the designers of the Eighth Generation Shipbuilding Industry?"

"I am... responsible for the hull design." Akiyoshi Miwako said hesitantly.

"So you don't know anything about the central control system of the cruise ship, right?"

This time, Serabelle did not give the female designer a chance to answer and continued.

"But in fact, all access card swipes will leave records, and even if they are all master keys, each card has a different number. According to the access records in the central control system, Ms. Akiyoshi arrived two or three minutes before Kusaka Hironari went to Mrs. Yashiro's room this morning, and killed Mrs. Yashiro. You also disguised yourself as Mrs. Yashiro and waited for Kusaka Hironari to arrive in the room, right?"

"I……"

"The clue is the pool of brown liquid next to the body when it was found. It looked like blood at first glance, but it wasn't. From my observation, that should be a fake plasma bag, right?"

Serabelle tilted her head.

"Because Kusaka Hironari was very panicked at the time, he fled the scene in a hurry after stabbing once, and he didn't even see clearly whether he had stabbed Mrs. Yashiro herself."

"This...what you said is simply impossible!"

The calm expression on Akiyoshi Miwako's face finally disappeared.

"I told you, I was in the room at the time, listening to Kusaka Hironari talking about his script on the phone. I had no idea what he did, nor why he did it!"

"Then why is there a record of your card swiping, Miss Akiyoshi, on the access control system of Mrs. Yashiro's room?"

"I really don't know anything! So I can't answer this question!"

"Okay, let me ask it another way."

Serabelle pressed the switch to turn off the boiling electric kettle, filled both parties' cups, and then raised the cups as if clinking glasses.

"In your opinion, Ms. Akiyoshi, with the equipment the Tokyo police have, can they detect your skin flakes and hair components from the bathrobe and towel of Mrs. Yashiro's body?"

Chapter 512 Miss Lianzi caught the adulterer

Serabelle came to Akiyoshi Miwako's room at eight o'clock, and when she came out it was half an hour later.

He went in with empty hands, but came out with a thick stack of documents in his hands.

When the door was opened, an unexpected figure in the corridor outside came into view.

It was Tomoko Suzuki, and Secretary Nishino was beside her.

"Mrs. Suzuki..."

Serabelle blinked.

He was not curious about why Suzuki Tomoko appeared here. With the latter's ability, it would only take a word for her to find out his whereabouts.