Goddess of Conan Guardian

The old housekeeper Tashiro was also a shrewd person, so he couldn't understand what Yunfeng said, so he nodded quickly and said, "Mr. Yunfeng, please rest assured, these keys are all unique, not only are there no spares, but because these keys belong to It is made of special Russian craftsmanship, so it cannot be easily copied at all. If everyone locks the doors and windows, it will be fine.”

Hearing this, Baotian Guanger, Youyuelaimeng and the others were slightly relieved. The secret thought was correct. All the guest room keys of the villa were locked on the "key rack lock" in the living room, and there were no spare keys. The master key that can open the "key rack lock" is kept by the old housekeeper Tashiro, so he and others only lock the doors and windows tightly before going to bed, and no one will open the door at night, then they should be able to sit back and relax, unless Tashiro Fujio is the murderer, but it is simply impossible.

After all, the old butler Tashiro has no right to inherit the inheritance. Even if he kills all the candidate heirs, he will not get a penny of the inheritance.

In this way, under the condition of security, everyone finally felt at ease, and each went upstairs from the corresponding stairs and returned to their rooms.

……

Around one o'clock in the morning.

After washing up, Yun Feng was lying on the bed bored. For some reason, he didn't even feel sleepy after running around all day.

Alas, it may be because of the fact that the physical fitness has been strengthened so much. I carried three people's luggage on the rugged mountain road for a long time, and experienced so many things in the afternoon and evening, but I still can't feel a trace of fatigue. , Yun Feng thought.

Thinking about it, he began to miss the scene of taking Xiaolan or Nanatsuki's wives out to play together, because when going out with those beloved women, unless he took Hachiko with him at one time like the previous trip to Kitazawa Snow Mountain. A wife, otherwise, every night, I can comfortably hug the soft carcass of one or even multiple wives to sleep, which is so sad now.

No TV signal, no internet signal, no entertainment!

Even if you want to find a book to read, it's all fucking mystery!

Yun Feng really wanted to greet the deceased Hengsheng Yamanouchi, how he endured such an ascetic life before his death.

Just when Yunfeng closed his eyes and tried to force himself to sleep, he heard the sound of a shower next door.

"..."

Sometimes being too perceptive can be a kind of torture. Hearing the sound of scratching someone in the shower, Yun Feng opened his eyes and sighed helplessly. He didn't need to think about it, he knew that he should be living next to him. The guest room's Eri was taking a bath.

Just thinking about the scene in the misty bathroom next door at the moment, Yun Feng couldn't help but start to dry out.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Fortunately, Yunfeng is now a veteran of Huacong. This level of patience can still be easily achieved, so instead of being carried away by temporary temptation, he turned the temptation into motivation and transformed it into a revolutionary saying by Mr. Sun Yat-sen. to motivate yourself.

As long as the undefeated queen in the legal world next door is completely taken down in the future, isn't it true that you can do whatever you want?

With this idea of ​​drawing cakes to satisfy his hunger, Yun Feng simply jumped out of bed, went to the desk in the room, poured himself a cup of black tea that had already cooled down, and prepared to use herbal tea to quench the scratching shower in the bathroom next door. A trace of evil fire ignited.

"Eh...this is...?!"

However, when Yun Feng was casually drinking the herbal tea in the cup, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he discovered something...

I saw that it was a landscape painting hanging in front of the desk, and it was more like it was fixed on the wall than it was hanging...

Chapter 1678 Sudden Variation ([-])

Of course, Yunfeng's attention was not attracted by a mere landscape painting. As the prince of Yunhai Group and the chairman and general manager of Fengyun Investment Corporation, what kind of precious calligraphy and painting has he never seen before? He was interested in this ordinary painting because, through his visual ability far beyond that of ordinary people, he discovered that there seems to be a famous hall on the border of this landscape painting...

To be precise, on the border of the landscape painting, there is a hidden button smaller than a fingernail. Because this tiny button has almost no gaps, and the color and pattern of the surrounding borders are the same, ordinary people are fundamentally confused. Imperceptible.

"Tsk tsk, this Lucia Doll House is really not that simple. There is still such a small organ in the room."

Yunfeng slapped his lips, and without hesitation he took out a triangle ruler from the desk, and used the tip of the ruler to touch the small button on the frame of the landscape painting. Why don't you take a look at what's hidden in this villa, everyone is curious, and he is no exception. Anyway, his skills are enough to deal with any changes.

The button was pressed, and the imaginary trigger of some kind of secret door did not happen.

But the scene in front of him made Yun Feng stunned, as if he had seen something more strange and interesting than the secret door.

I saw that with the pressing of the button, the landscape painting in the picture frame on the wall began to slowly rise and close like an automatic curtain. In this way, in less than ten seconds, the landscape painting in the picture frame disappeared. It disappeared and was replaced by an equally transparent picture frame glass at the back, which made the scene in the next room unobstructed. It turned out that the picture frame was directly embedded in the wall, just like a double-sided glass wall. After the painting is blocked, you can monitor everything in the next room.

Yes, it is surveillance.

Because Yun Feng had been to Concubine Yingli's room next door before. At that time, he noticed that there was indeed a hanging mirror larger than this landscape painting on the adjacent wall corresponding to his own room. Since it was a mirror , of course it is only one-sided.

In other words, the double-sided glass on the wall is similar to the single-sided glass in a special interrogation room of the public security system, and it is also similar to a magic mirror in a circus performance. The B side is only equivalent to a mirror, and nothing else can be seen, and the glass in Yunfeng's room is equivalent to the A side, and the next door Fei Yingri belongs to the B side.

In layman's terms...

It was Yun Feng who could monitor everything next door through this double-sided mirror, but Fei Yingli couldn't see anything but the mirror.

I'll smack, is that dead mystery novelist Hengsheng Yamanouchi voyeuristic? He actually created such a small organ that male compatriots like to see in the Lucia's Pavilion. If so, you can Watch the live broadcast directly!

Eh... not right!

After thinking about it, Yun Feng rejected this speculation, because according to the decorative structure of this small organ and the traces of the years, it should have existed at least a few decades ago, that is, the Russian businessman who originally built the Lucia House The famous hall that he came up with should have nothing to do with Hengsheng within the mountain of dead ghosts, but as for whether his later master found it, it is not easy to say.

and many more!

Thinking of this, Yun Feng almost couldn't help but slap himself in the face, and secretly said in his heart: "Damn it, what a precious live broadcast time is now, does it make sense to analyze who made these institutions?It seems that I have gotten along with Conan, Hattori Heiji, Kudo Yusaku, and even Koshisui Nanatsuki's wife, who are good reasoning people, and they have also gotten along with reasoning problems.

There is a saying in Huaxia, what is it called, um, right... predecessors planted trees, and future generations enjoyed the shade!

It doesn't matter who came up with these small institutions, now I just have to study and study with an attitude of humility and study!

Well, yes, study it and see how the great Russian people lived their dull nights.

In this way, Yun Feng drank absent-mindedly while holding a teacup, while staring at the scene in the next room in the double-sided glass, to be precise, staring at the direction of the bathroom next door, secretly looking forward to Leng Mei'er coming out of the bath. How to soothe the mind.

The hard work paid off. After about three minutes, Fei Yingli, who was wrapped in a towel for the time being, walked out slowly...

The reason why I use "temporary" to describe it is because that kind of small bath towel wrapped around Feiyingli's tall and plump curves is as useless as a towel. It can cover the top but not the bottom, and vice versa. Of course, Yun Feng was simply feasted.

And, not only that, the next scene even made Yun Feng almost lost the teacup in his hand...

I saw that when Fei Yingli picked up the hairdryer in the bedroom to blow her hair, she seemed to be fiddling with her hair because of her two jade-white arms, or because she didn't want to be swayed by the things on her chest. The small bath towel was restrained, and they escaped from the prison in such a direct way, completely freeing the oppression brought by the bath towel, and the bath towel slid weakly on the floor.

damn!damn!