I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Understood. I will. If I really confront this Scooby-Doo soldier..." Serabelle added, "I will cut open his heart with a knife before he shoots."

"In short, we must be cautious, cautious, and cautious again."

Akai Mary reminded him again with concern.

After a pause, she brought up another topic.

"By the way, the Suzuki Group's exhibition will last for a few days. When will you be back?"

"I should……"

Serabelle was just about to say that if nothing unexpected happened, she should be able to come back tomorrow night.

But at this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the door of the room.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

Uh……

Noticing the sudden silence on the other end of the phone, Akai Mary asked.

"what happened?"

"No, I heard someone knocking on the door..."

Serabelle half sat up on the bed and looked toward the door suspiciously.

The main reason was that Xiaolan Yuanzi and the others had been here before, and he had sent them away with an excuse. Given the upbringing of the former, it was impossible for them to come and call him again in such a short time.

who can that be?

"Do you need me to hang up the phone first?" Akai Mary asked calmly.

"No, no, no, no, no..."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down her forehead. Serabelle knew that she was still angry about what happened to Yukiko, so she got up from the bed with her cell phone in her hand and walked to the door of the room in her slippers.

The door opened, and a familiar camera lens came into view, followed by a slightly stunned male face.

Hanchuan Long, this stubborn guy obviously knocked on every door before coming here. I don’t know if he forgot the warning he was given at the door of the vault last night, or if he remembered the wrong room number, and he happened to knock on the door of Serabelle again.

"Hey, why are you here... Oh my, did I make a mistake? I thought this was Miss Xia Mei's room..."

Hanchuan Long laughed and wanted to leave, but before he could turn around, a strong hand grabbed the lens of his camera.

"Wait……"

Han Chuanlong's face changed slightly, but he had not yet uttered the words of apology.

The next moment, the sound of parts breaking and glass shattering rang out in the corridor.

Serabelle glanced at the camera lens that was completely distorted and damaged beyond repair. Without even looking at Hanchuan Long who was heartbroken to the point of turning gray, she loosened her five fingers, retracted her arm, turned around and closed the door again.

Sitting back down on the bed, Serabelle breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, solved."

"What happened? I seemed to hear something broken from your end." asked Akai Mary.

Serabelle scratched her forehead and said, "Well, it's not a big deal. There was just a guy who was impatient and I gave him a lesson."

"Really……"

Without dwelling on this issue too much, Akai Mary returned to the previous topic.

"So you didn't answer me just now. When will you be back?"

"About... tomorrow evening, maybe at night if it's later. Anyway, I will definitely be back tomorrow."

"Got it. If you come back early, remember to call me in advance and I will prepare more dinner. But if you come back late, remember to call me as well."

"what?"

"I'll make some midnight snacks then."

"...But Sister Mary, don't you not eat midnight snacks?" Serabel was a little surprised.

"You won't die if you eat it occasionally. Isn't that what you said before?" Akai Mary asked back.

Emmmm~

Serabelle thought about it...well, it's true.

"See you tomorrow night, then."

"Ah."

"That's it. Be safe on the road."

After saying the last sentence, Akai Mary hung up the phone first.

Toot, toot, toot——

Looking at the "call ended" screen on his phone, Serabel raised his head and lay down again... No, it should be said that before he could lie down, a knock on the door with a slightly different rhythm sounded again from the entrance.

I got up reluctantly, went to the door and opened it.

Unexpectedly, the person who appeared outside the room was not Ryu Kamikawa, who was getting angrier and angrier, but Mrs. Suzuki.

The beautiful woman in a dignified kimono smiled slightly as she looked through the open door at the young man with a question mark above his head.

"Would you like to have a drink together sometime?"

Chapter 136: Interview by Mrs. Suzuki

The scene changes to a quiet cruise ship's indoor restaurant.

There were two drinks on the dining table that was integrated into the ground.

A glass of orange juice and a glass of passion fruit.

The two people who had been looking at each other through the door before sat down facing each other in the booth.

Tomoko Suzuki picked up the passion fruit and took a bite. The orange-yellow juice mixed with green seeds was all taken into her mouth and swallowed.

She glanced at Serabelle who was sitting opposite her, raised the cup in her hand and smiled.

"Although British law allows drinking as long as you are 18 years old, this is Japan after all. If you provide alcohol to minors under the age of 20, the person responsible for providing the alcohol will also be held legally responsible."

"It's okay. I'm not that interested in alcohol anyway."

Serabelle also took a sip of orange juice, put down the glass and paused for a moment.

"…So, what did Mrs. Suzuki want to discuss by inviting me here at this hour?"

"Just chatting." Suzuki Tomoko also put down the cup.

"Just some small talk?"

Hearing this answer, Serabelle narrowed her eyes.

He thought to himself, you, the wife of the second largest conglomerate in Japan, come to chat with me, a trainee detective. If this gets out, those big detectives who are vying to get on TV interview shows to increase their popularity will probably be furious.

What’s the point after all?

Suzuki Tomoko smiled mysteriously and turned her head slightly: "Okay, there may be some problems with what I just said. I should say that if you think this is a small talk, then it will only be a small talk, but if you think this is a serious conversation, then this will also be a serious conversation."

"So it depends on my attitude?"

Serabelle remained noncommittal.

"so--"

"So I really want to know what you think of my daughter, Sera-kun."

"I heard that the Suzuki Group has two daughters..."

"I mean, of course, the garden."

Tomoko Suzuki didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

Garden...

Serabelle shook her head in her heart. If any other man sitting here heard this question, he would probably be so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Being asked such a question by the wife of the Suzuki Group's chairman, and in a private conversation, this is obviously the final interview test for marrying into the family!

It is conceivable that as long as you pass the interview, you will basically be appointed as a daughter-in-law of the Suzuki family. From then on, it will not be about becoming a CEO and marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, but you will be directly appointed as the next chairman of the Suzuki Group!

"Probably~ just my sister's best friend... like that?" Serabell shrugged.

"It seems that you don't regard Sonoko as a beautiful girl in your mind." Suzuki Tomoko didn't seem surprised by this answer.

She paused for a moment and then asked another question.

"But compared to this, whether in the art gallery or later in the vault, I saw that you, Sera-kun, didn't seem to be very interested in the 800 million memory egg."

Serabelle picked up the orange juice and sipped it. "That may be because I don't have much talent in art, and I really don't have much interest in it. Your daughter can testify to this..."

"But that's a secret treasure worth 800 million yen."

Suzuki Tomoko stared into his eyes and spoke word by word.

"Do you know what 800 million yen means? If 800 million yen is converted into cash and piled up to the height of a normal bed, it can be piled up from the ground to make a fairly spacious single bed, allowing you to lie comfortably on it."

"…But so what?"

Serabelle put down the half-empty cup and licked her lips.

"I think I understand what you mean, Mrs. Suzuki. You just found out that I'm not after money or your daughter, so you're a little worried, right?"

"If I'm being honest, that's it."

Suzuki Tomoko readily admitted this.

"My daughter, Sonoko, has a crush on you, Sera-kun, and I personally think you are a very capable child, otherwise I would not have given you the authentic Egg of Memories in the art museum. And you really lived up to my expectations, not only returning the Egg of Memories intact, but also bringing back important information from Kaito Kidd."

"At least in my opinion, if the candidate had been replaced by Inspector Nakamori, he would have lost the Egg of Memory long ago, and would not have been able to obtain any useful information from Kidd."

"So I have to figure out why someone like you, Sera-kun, can maintain close cooperation with our Suzuki Group without seeking money or sex?"

Strange question.

Serabelle sighed, "To be honest, I think you are overthinking it a bit, Mrs. Suzuki. With the Suzuki Group's appeal, as long as they post a notice, there will be as many detectives willing to work for free as they want."

"But the reason they did this is that they wanted to establish a relationship with our Suzuki Group, so in essence they are still seeking profit," said Tomoko Suzuki.

After a silence of about three to five seconds, Serabelle sighed, a little annoyed, and took a deep breath to reorganize her words.

"Well... before I explain my purpose, I have to ask a question. I hope you can answer it, Mrs. Suzuki, even if it's not true."

"What's the problem?" Suzuki Tomoko took another sip of passion fruit and looked at the boy sitting opposite her with a slight smile in her eyes.

"That is, how many contacts have you entered into your phone's address book, Mrs. Suzuki?"

How many contacts are there?

Serabelle's question was indeed a bit strange.

But Suzuki Tomoko still thought about it seriously.

"Contacts? I don't have that many contacts in my phone, maybe about a hundred or so."

"Okay, let's just say it's one hundred. This is for the wife of the boss of Japan's second largest conglomerate."

Serabelle spread her hands.

"I can count the number of contacts in my phone with two hands, but to me, these people are my whole world. Once these people leave me, my world will be destroyed."

"The whole world?" Suzuki Tomoko didn't understand for a moment.

Serabelle did not stop to explain it to her in detail, but continued talking on her own.

"From an objective perspective, the world is actually very big. It consists of more than 200 countries, which can be subdivided into countless cities and towns. But 99.99% of them are places you will never visit in your life, because there are no people you know there, and there are no scenery you want to see. Then it is just a place name to you, without any actual meaning."

"It's like you are on this ship, Mrs. Suzuki, because this ship belongs to your Suzuki Group, and your daughter, your family, your daughter's friends, etc. are on board. This is a very important part of your world."

"My world is not as vast as yours, Mrs. Suzuki. It can even be said to be very small. An ordinary person like me doesn't have many friends, let alone family members. I don't even have any aunts or uncles."

"But now someone wants to hurt them, which is like touching my last piece of cream cake. Then I have to fight them to the death. If I can't beat them, I will call for help to fight them. I won't be able to sleep peacefully until I bury them all in the grave."

"That's all."

After saying the last sentence, Serabelle drank the remaining juice in the glass in one gulp, put the empty glass down, stood up and left.