I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Suzuki Tomoko still sat motionless in her seat, looking at the boy's back as he left. The glass with half a cup of passion fruit left in her hand was slowly turning, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Family... huh."

Chapter 137: I'll be pinched to death if I'm irritated

The journey from Osaka back to Tokyo was destined not to be as smooth as hoped.

After parting with Suzuki Tomoko in the restaurant, Serabel returned to his room. Around 7:30 in the evening, there was a sudden and hurried knock on his door.

At the same time, there were faint shouts.

"Mr. Sera, Mr. Sera, are you there?"

I knew immediately from the familiar voice that it was the secretary Masato Nishino.

Lying alone in bed, Serabelle turned off the video playing on her phone, sat up from the bed, put on her shoes, walked to the entrance of the room and opened the door.

Looking outside the door, the person shouting and knocking on the door in the corridor was indeed Secretary Nishino.

However, compared with his usual meticulous and cautious image, he now looked a little out of control, panting, pale, and even the bow tie on his chest was crooked.

And maybe it was because the noise he made was too loud, but he also woke up Kogoro Mouri who lived across the street. He opened the door and looked outside with a look of surprise.

"What's wrong, is it time for dinner?"

"Do not……"

Secretary Nishino didn't have time to reply to him. He just said a few words and turned back to Serabelle.

"Oh no, Mr. Sera! Mr. Hanchuan, Mr. Hanchuan, he is dead in the room!"

what?

Upon hearing this explosive news, Serabelle's first reaction was not "Someone died?" but "Fuck, this guy committed suicide because he couldn't bear the blow of the damaged lens."

"How did you die?"

Secretary Nishino was sweating profusely in anxiety: "I'm not sure about this. I went to call him for dinner, but no matter how many times I knocked on the door, there was no response. I opened the door and took a look, and found that he had fallen to the ground. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to go in and ran away. Anyway, Mr. Sera, you should go over and take a look first..."

So it didn't take long for Serabelle to be brought to the door of Ryu Kanakawa's room by Secretary Nishino.

And Kogoro Mouri and Conan also followed.

The former was because he felt that he was also a "famous detective". Since a murder had occurred on the ship, he had to investigate it thoroughly.

As for the latter…if he doesn’t follow after hearing about the case, then he’s not Conan.

When I arrived at the door of Hanchuan Long's room, the light in the room was still on.

Under the bright light, the room was in chaos. Tables and chairs were overturned and tilted, drawers were all pulled out, the quilt was blown directly to the ground, and the pillow was cut open, with goose feathers flying everywhere, like a tornado passing through.

I feel like this is not Hanchuan Long’s room, it should be Heihu Afu’s room.

In the chaos, a bloody body fell silently to the ground. Although the head could not be seen clearly due to the direction and angle as it was far away from the door, judging from the clothes on his body, there was no doubt that it was Hanchuan Long himself.

Conan saw that Fate was about to rush in to explore the scene relying on his small size and agility, but was quickly caught by Kogoro Mouri who dropped his hand from above and grabbed Fate by the back of the neck like a claw machine. He threw Fate backwards with a strong push and hit the wall with a "duang" sound, causing a big bump on his head.

"Let adults handle things like investigating cases, kids shouldn't mess around!" Kogoro Mouri scolded in a hoarse voice.

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the room.

However, as the saying goes, history always repeats itself.

The next second, a hand wearing a white disposable glove grabbed the back of his collar from behind and pulled it hard.

Kogoro Mouri didn't have time to react at all. He let out a howl and stepped back. He staggered a few steps and sat down on the ground. His head hit the wall of the corridor with a bang, and a big bump appeared on the back of his head, just like Conan's.

"What are you doing..."

Kogoro Mori grinned and covered his head, about to explode, but before he could say anything, a sound of breaking air came towards him, mixed with a faint smell of rubber.

Snapped.

A pair of brand new white disposable gloves was thrown into his arms, along with a pair of shoe covers.

Serabelle tightened the gloves on her hands and shrugged at Kogoro Mouri who was looking up in surprise on the ground.

“It’s the minimum respect for the work that is done.”

"..."

It was a familiar conversation. Kogoro Mouri said the same words to Serabelle at the entrance of the art museum.

This is what they mean when they say fortune changes.

Entering the crime scene, Serabelle carefully stepped over the scattered items on the ground and came to the body, leaning down and squatting. The strong smell of blood immediately hit her nose.

They picked up Han Chuanlong's head and straightened it to take a look. The place where the right eye should have been had now turned into a huge bloody hole, and the left eye was wide open and bloodshot, as if he had died with his eyes open.

Maori Kogoro, who also saw this scene, whispered, "This is a gunshot wound. The bullet entered through the right eye and completely destroyed the brain. Even if he was on the operating table at the time, he could not be saved."

Serabelle didn't reply, but simply touched the back of the corpse's head.

"The skull at the back of the head is still intact. It looks like the bullet is still lodged in the brain. Judging from the power, it should be a pistol bullet."

"Anyway, call the police first."

Kogoro Mouri nodded, took out his cell phone from his pocket and walked out the door first.

Serabelle didn't stay for long and got up and left.

But just as he turned around, a familiar object suddenly came into his sight.

It was a damaged camera, the same one that Ryu Kanchuan used all day long to take pictures when he was still alive. But now, because the lens was crushed by Serabelle, it could not be used and could only lie quietly in an open drawer waiting for repair.

The camera lens still looked broken, but... the cover for inserting the SD card was open, and there didn't seem to be an SD card inside.

Was it taken away?

Serabelle thought for a moment, then stopped and looked around.

It is true that if one camera is broken and cannot be repaired temporarily, it is normal to pull out the SD card and insert it into another camera to continue using it. However, judging from the current situation in the room, it does not seem like this guy has a second camera.

According to normal people's thinking, they must prepare another camera first, then take out the SD card from the old camera and insert it into the other one.

After all, it would be very troublesome if such small items were lost, and it would be difficult to find them.

Not only is the other camera not visible, but the SD card is also missing.

Was it taken by the person who killed him?

Serabelle guessed.

After walking out of the room, Conan, who was unable to enter the crime scene because he didn't have gloves and shoe covers, immediately came up and asked in a low voice.

"How is it, any new discoveries?"

"more or less."

Based on the idea of ​​bold hypothesis, Serabel directly stated the conclusion of his investigation.

"This guy was so impatient that he succeeded in killing himself."

"Speak human language..."

Conan was confused.

So Serabelle changed her statement.

"Maybe he took some photos of something he shouldn't have taken and was silenced by the Scoobers."

Chapter 138 Take special care of her!

As the saying goes, money can make the world go round.

After receiving an alarm call from the Suzuki Group late at night, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department spared no expense and airlifted Inspector Megure's 200-pound body to the cruise ship sailing on the vast Pacific Ocean within two hours.

Under the starry night sky, the sea was surging. On the deck outside the cruise ship's cabin, huge wind pressure came down from the sky accompanied by the whistling of propellers. The flashing outline lights on the black and white helicopter fuselage illuminated the words "Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department".

Serabelle leaned against the cabin door and watched the helicopter descend slowly.

In front, Kogoro Mouri's tie and clothes were fluttering in the violent airflow, but his body was straight like a javelin, and his voice was so loud that it once drowned out the sound of the helicopter's propeller.

"Inspector, Kogoro Mori is waiting for you here!"

The posture was probably just short of a salute.

Although I know that he probably did this to show that he has complete control over the situation, but it's a bit too much...

Serabelle couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Inspector Megure was also a little helpless about his behavior. He got off the helicopter with one hand on his hat, and paused for a moment to complain as he passed by.

"Really? Why do I always see you, Maori-kun, at the murder scene?"

"This~"

Kogoro Mouri was stunned by the question, and pointed his index finger at himself blankly. After thinking about it, he found that he really couldn't refute it, so he could only force out a sentence.

"Maybe... maybe... it's God's will."

This answer was extremely nonsensical, but fortunately Inspector Megure didn't really want him to answer. He shook his head helplessly and continued walking into the cabin.

When he looked up and saw Serabelle standing behind the door, he waved.

"Oh, what a coincidence, brother Sera, I didn't expect you to be here too, did you find anything?"

"Yes, there is, but let's go in and talk..."

Before Serabel could finish his words, he suddenly felt a pair of extremely purposeful gazes falling on him.

Looking in that direction, I saw another male police officer from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department following behind Inspector Megure.

However, he looked different from ordinary police officers. He was wearing a white suit, and his face and clothes were quite decent. The front of his short black hair was curled to look like coral with some curls.

Noticing what Serabelle did, Inspector Megure also looked over and exclaimed.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Inspector Shiratori. He's my colleague on this mission."

"Hello."

In stark contrast to his fashionable appearance, Inspector Shiratori's voice is unexpectedly gentle and steady, giving people the feeling that he is a well-educated young man from a wealthy family.

"Hello."

Serabelle greeted back.

Inspector Megure looked back and forth between the two of them, coughed lightly, and interrupted: "Okay, let's go to the crime scene first."

After he said that, he took the lead and walked into the cabin.

Serabelle responded and followed, but just as he turned around, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a certain nobleman, the police inspector, winking at him.

Wink~

Ok? !

A chill rose in her heart and Serabelle suddenly turned her head back.

But Shiratori had returned to his normal expression and continued walking forward following Inspector Megure.

Wait, that blink just now...

This guy is really a daredevil, pretending to be a policeman again, he is really brave...

With a slight twitch of her lips in her heart, Serabelle took a step forward to catch up.

When they arrived at the door of Kamikawa Ryu's room, the forensic police officer who came with the helicopter went in first, while Inspector Megure stayed outside to understand the situation.

"So what have you found so far, Sierra brother?"

"Yes, and quite a few."

Serabelle did not hold anything back and quickly shared all the information she had discovered so far, as well as Skoubing's intelligence.

Inspector Megure is indeed a veteran detective. He immediately frowned when he heard the name of Shikaobing.

"What? It's Scoob... I've heard of this guy you're talking about, brother Sera. He's a notorious killer and international thief. If he's on this ship, all the passengers will be in danger."

"Brother White Bird, could you please gather all the passengers on the boat?"

"I understand."