I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"The master is in the audio-visual room right now, listening to classical music and reading a book. I just left to bring him coffee. When I left, the master locked the door from the inside. Now no one can get in."

"No key?" Serabelle asked.

"I have the key..."

Fujieda Moka glanced at the old butler and spoke tentatively.

"But I think it's better not to do this, because Mikio really enjoys the time in the audio-visual room every afternoon. If anyone disturbs him at this time, he will curse."

"So he's alone in the audio-visual room?" Hibiki Eri wondered.

"Yes……"

Are you so brave?

Before Serabelle could finish her complaint, the old butler added.

"Ah, but don't worry. There are surveillance cameras in the audio-visual room. Even if you are alone, you don't have to worry about any accidents."

"Oh?"

"If you're worried, I can take you to the monitoring room right now," Butler Ueki suggested.

Of course, there was no problem with Serabelle, and Yukiko, Kisaki Eri and others also thought this was the best way.

But only one person refused.

When he heard that he had to go to the monitoring room next, Fujieda Shigeru immediately smiled bitterly and waved his hands.

"I won't go there. Although I really want to spend more time with these beautiful ladies, the deadline for my novel is approaching, and I have to go back to my room to finish it."

"Oh, is that so?" Xiaolan opened her eyes wide to show her understanding.

"Well, I'm really sorry, I'll have to excuse myself first. I'll leave the guests to Mr. Ueki."

Turning around and patting the old butler on the shoulder, Fujieda Shigeru politely said goodbye and left first.

Of course, when I said I left, I actually just went to another room on the second floor, which was just a few doors away from the study.

And not long after that, the others also left the study.

Following the old butler walking in the corridor on the second floor, Serabelle suddenly discovered a strange problem.

"Mr. Ueki, can I ask you a question?"

"Please say."

"Why were there surveillance cameras installed on the corridor on the east side when we came up the stairs before, but there are no surveillance cameras on the west side when we get here?"

"This is……"

As soon as Butler Ueki opened his mouth to speak, Fujieda Moka beside him interrupted him with a smile.

"It was Qianxiong's idea. He said that the villa would be demolished and rebuilt soon anyway, so there was no need to make it too good. So he only installed surveillance cameras in places that we often go to every day. For example, the east side is the master bedroom, and the west side is the guest room and utility room."

"Rip it up and rebuild it?" Xiaolan was a little puzzled. "But isn't this villa pretty good now?"

"It's good, but it's too old-fashioned!" Fujieda Moka said loudly, "Who would live in a castle like the one in the movies where vampires live? It's so gloomy and heavy. It would be better to tear it down and rebuild something like Iron Man. Then pull out the flowers and the swing set in the backyard and dig a big swimming pool."

She went on and on disparagingly about the preferences of the mansion's previous owner.

"Well...it's just a matter of personal preference." Xiaolan smiled awkwardly and said tactfully.

After just two or three words, everyone quickly arrived at the monitoring room at the west end of the corridor on the second floor.

Because it is a private surveillance system inside the mansion, and Fujieda Kan'ao himself doesn't care much about it, there is no one dedicated to watching the surveillance room all day.

When Serabelle walked into the monitoring room, the entire monitoring system was operating normally. The large screen on the left was divided into more than a dozen shots by horizontal and vertical lines. The room consisted of the living room, corridor, dining room on the first floor and the corridor on the second floor.

Each location is set up with two cameras at diagonally opposite angles.

There is only one camera installed in the audio-visual room, which should be located on the northwest side, with a 90-degree wide angle to capture the entire audio-visual room.

In the picture, Fujieda Kan'ao is sitting alone on a single sofa in the middle of the audio-visual room, with the record player next to him spinning. He is holding a book in his hand and leisurely taking a sip of a cup of steaming hand-ground coffee from the small round coffee table next to him.

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"It's very clear." Yukiko muttered as she got closer to the screen.

Butler Ueki hummed and said, "That's right. This way, even if the master is alone in the audio-visual room, there is no need to worry about any accidents."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujieda Kan'ao, who was reading a book in the previous second, suddenly put down the book in his hand.

Then he stood up.

Raise your hands high.

Stop.

Chapter 75 Another open-book exam (th update)

Raise your hands.

This is a normal action for normal people with healthy limbs.

Putting aside purposeful actions like reaching for something high up, even without any purpose, many people will stand up and move around after sitting for a long time.

For example, stretching or something.

Just like Fujieda Kan'ao in the surveillance footage at this moment.

But no matter how long you stretch, it generally only lasts for five seconds at most, which is already very long.

However, Fujieda Kan'ao on the screen seemed to be stretching endlessly. Even in the tenth second after standing up from the sofa, he still kept his hands raised high, with his five fingers spread out, motionless.

"Isn't Mr. Kan's condition a little strange?" Yukiko muttered softly.

Although in Japan only very close people would call each other by their first names, considering that this is someone else's home and the whole family happens to have the surname Fujieda, it would be more accurate to address them by their first names at this time.

"A little bit." Xiaolan nodded in agreement. "It's almost like... it's almost like..."

Her rhetoric was stuck for a moment.

Kisaki Eri answered for her daughter, "It's like being pointed at with a gun from behind."

Her voice was not loud and her tone was calm, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly in such a small space.

Butler Ueki was the first to deny it: "But this is impossible. The master is the only one in the audio-visual room right now. There is no way there could be anyone else..."

Before he could finish his words, Fujieda Kan'ao moved again on the surveillance screen.

But it wasn't a reassuring moment of putting down your hands and sitting back on the sofa.

Instead... he fell forward heavily as if he had lost all strength.

! ? ?

"Mikuo?!"

Fujieda Moka's pupils suddenly contracted and she cried out uncontrollably.

"He, he was shot!"

"Where's the key?"

Kisaki Eri was the first to react. She turned to the old butler and asked quickly and concisely.

"In... in my room."

Butler Ueki was slightly stunned, but immediately came to his senses, turned around and walked out quickly.

"I'll get it right away!"

This was an unexpected situation that no one had expected. In the previous second, it looked like Fujieda Kan'ao was the only one in the viewing room, but in the next second he was knocked down on the spot, crawling on the ground with his eyes wide open as if he died with his eyes open.

It was extremely urgent, and Yukiko and Kisaki Eri didn't have time to think too much. They looked at each other and rushed out of the monitoring room, followed closely by Xiaolan.

In just a few seconds, the small monitoring room, which was originally quite crowded, suddenly became empty.

Serabelle stayed where he was. He did not leave with Yukiko and the others. Even when the others rushed out in front of him, he did not even look at the door. Instead, he squinted his eyes and got closer to the big screen.

As an MI6... oh no, now a former MI6 investigator, he knew too well how people react after being hit by bullets.

In fact, unless half of the body is blown off by a large-caliber bullet, a person will not die so quickly if the torso is hit directly by a small-caliber bullet.

Especially pistol bullets, even if they hit the heart, the person can still struggle for at least two or three seconds.

To die instantly like this, the victim must have been shot in the head, instantly destroying the brain stem and stopping all life activities.

But the magical thing is that in the picture, not only was Fujieda Kan'ao shot in the head, there was not even a trace of blood on his body.

Is Lao Bideng playing a prank of crying wolf?

Just as Serabelle was thinking about this question, two consecutive gunshots were heard outside the mansion.

And on the surveillance screen, there were two bloody holes on the back of Fujieda Kan'ao, who was crawling on the ground motionless just now.

tsk...

With a slight sigh of relief for her momentary distraction, Serabelle reached out to touch the control console below.

Just as he was about to turn on the video playback function to find out what was going on, his gaze fixed on the screen shook slightly.

"Oh, another open book exam?"

……

Fujieda Mikio is indeed dead.

A pistol bullet flew in from the window of the audio-visual room, broke the window glass and then hit the torso continuously, causing death.

This was confirmed when Xiaolan used karate skills comparable to those of Master Duan Shuiliu to kick the entire door of the audio-visual room away without damaging the door frame and rushed into the room.

Since someone was killed, this becomes a criminal case and must be handled by the police.

Half an hour later, two Panda cars with the words "Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department" painted on them drove into the Fujieda residence with their police lights whizzing, and a familiar old face strode into the crime scene.

As expected, the person who came to handle this case was Inspector Megure of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Following behind him was Officer Takagi, whom he had met once before at the Beika Museum.

"Excuse me, I'm Inspector Megure Ju from the Criminal Investigation Division 3 of the Investigation Division 1..."

The straightforward self-introduction came to an abrupt end when his eyes met the two beautiful women.

At the door of the audio-visual room on the first floor of the mansion, when Inspector Megure, who had just walked through the corridor and entered the room, saw Yukiko and Kisaki Eri standing next to the corpse, his usual words were stuck for a moment.

"… Lawyer Hime? Yukiko-san? Why are you here?"

Then he saw Xiaolan and Serabel wearing disposable gloves.

"And Xiaolan and Brother Sera are here too?"

"Well~ this is a long story."

"If I must say it, I guess it's because I was asked to do so."

The two beauties, who were in the same situation and had different embarrassments, avoided the topic at the same time.

Inspector Megure is naturally not a gossip king. Anyway, it is probably not important. Since others don't want to talk about him, he won't ask any more questions.

Instead, Fujieda Shigeru and Fujieda Soka came over and explained in a hurried manner about the threatening letter and how they had respectively commissioned Mori Kogoro and Kudo Yusaku to investigate but because both of them had something urgent to do and were unable to come, they asked their agents to handle the matter.

"I see, you received a death threat..."

Inspector Megure nodded thoughtfully, coughed lightly, and followed the procedure to use his three-axe tactics.

"In that case, let's skip the tedious steps and let everyone just tell us what they were doing at the time of the incident."

"Our words are in the monitoring room on the second floor."

Xiaolan was the first to raise her hand and speak, pointing her finger at the people in the room one by one.

"There's me, Sera-kun, mom, Aunt Yukiko, Mr. Ueki the housekeeper, and Miss Suka."

"Are there so many people?"

Inspector Megure was slightly stunned.

Fujieda Shigeru raised his hand and said, "Well, I was in my room working on a manuscript. I'm also a mystery novelist. Since the deadline was approaching, I..."

"Are you the only one in the room?" Inspector Megure's tone suddenly became serious.

"Inspector, I think Mr. Fan is innocent." Xiaolan explained quickly, "Because when we saw Mr. Qianxiong falling to the ground and coming out of the monitoring room on the surveillance camera, Mr. Fan had just come out of his room when he passed by the door of Mr. Fan's room. That amount of time should not be enough for him to run from the first floor to the second floor."

"That's it..."