I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

In fact, the truth is already very clear at this point, but after all, the police still pay attention to conclusive evidence when handling cases.

So the Memu Police Department coughed again: "Having said that, brother Serang, regarding this evidence..."

"Yes, but you have to go find it yourself."

Serabel pursed her lips at the scene of the crime on the screen.

"That's the armor."

"Armor?" The Mumu Police Department was stunned.

"Yes, armor. Although this kind of medieval armor seems to be very tight, there are still certain gaps at the joints. If such a large amount of bleeding is splashed on the armor, some of it will seep into the inside. If it drips on the skin, It can be wiped off for the time being. Although it cannot avoid testing, at least it is almost invisible to the naked eye. But if it is stained on clothes, it will be terrible. Not only can it not be wiped off, but washing may not completely clean it. In short It’s cumbersome to deal with in various ways.”

"So Director Ochiai will definitely be naked when he wears it. After such a large amount of exercise, it is inevitable that there will be dandruff, hair and slightly curly hair left inside. Then we can take it for a DNA test. ”

"As for the location..."

"It's in the cabinet in Kubota's office, wrapped in a sheet."

This time, before Serabel could speak, Director Ochiai, who had remained silent from beginning to end, finally spoke up. ?

Chapter 23 Hammer’s for art, just paranoia

"It's in the cabinet in Kubota's office, wrapped in a sheet."

This time, before Serabel could speak, Director Ochiai, who had remained silent from beginning to end, finally spoke up.

His words were tantamount to overturning all the pretense he had made before, and bloodily exposing the truest crime in front of everyone.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi both covered their mouths silently, as if they had lost their voices.

Iijima and others had expressions of disbelief on their faces. Perhaps they did not want to believe that the curator they had always respected would commit such atrocities, or perhaps they did not expect that the latter would give up his defense so easily.

Serabel shrugged and said nothing.

This answer is basically consistent with what he guessed. After all, most areas in the huge art museum are covered with cameras, and those are the only places where they can really be hidden.

First, exclude the exhibition hall, then exclude the bathroom and accounting room, and finally, what is left is either a utility room or an office.

What's more, the target of such a big iron thing is very conspicuous. As long as you are not blind, you can basically see it. It is only a matter of time before you find it.

"In the cabinet in Mr. Kubota's office..."

Even without eye contact, the two accompanying police officers rushed out of the control room at the same time as the Mumu Police Department was reciting the story.

"In other words, Director Ochiai, you planned to frame Mr. Kubota for the crime from the beginning?"

"That's right, because I can't forgive Manaka who wants to transform the art museum into a hotel, and Kubota who secretly sells the art on the black market to enrich himself!"

Director Ochiai puffed up his chest. He was clearly a sinner, but the expression on his face was clearly like that of a glorious knight who was explaining his merits to the world after killing a demon.

Serabel looked up at the ceiling and raised her brows speechlessly: "If you really like this art museum so much, then you can just buy it with your own money. You have been the curator for so many years anyway. He’s an old employee, and the former boss shouldn’t even give him this little kindness.”

"Of course I want to, but..."

"Not enough money?"

It can only be this reason.

No one present would doubt Director Ochiai's affection for this museum. Presumably if he really had such abundant funds, he would definitely save this museum at all costs.

It's a pity that nine out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory. The world never says who it must revolve around.

So we don’t say that young people are scary, but we are afraid of young people doing business...

As if she suddenly thought of something, Serabel's eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers.

"Ah, by the way~ I seem to suddenly understand why your former boss, although he agreed with Boss Manaka that 'the art museum cannot be used for other purposes', did not include this clause in the transfer contract in the end."

"Eh? Why?" Sera asked curiously.

"that is because--"

Serabel paused for a moment, then stretched out her index fingers to point at Director Ochiai.

"The so-called agreement that 'the art museum cannot be used for other purposes' is to give you an explanation, but not including this clause in the transfer contract is to give an explanation to Boss Zhenzhong."

"Because everyone knows that this is an art museum that will only lose money, and your former boss's company went bankrupt, which is when money is urgently needed. If he still maintains his literary character at this time, someone must be willing to continue. You are willing to take action only if you run an art museum, so who would be willing to take over a piece of money-losing thing?"

"But he can't sell the art museum completely in an honest and upright manner. After all, it sounds ugly. Director Ochiai, what you are doing now is nothing more than, 'Although this place has been bought by you, Boss Manaka, you actually dare not follow my ideas. If you want to continue running the business, I must kill you,' so white knives went in and red knives came out, and the boss Zhenzhong died on the spot."

"Obviously, Director Ochiai, your former boss knows you very well and knows that your paranoia is very serious. He doesn't want to sleep until midnight one day and suddenly be dragged out of bed by a guy wearing medieval armor and yelling at you. Even if you have money to live, you don't want to continue to run an art museum at a loss. A treacherous person like you will only live in the world and only eat expensive rice. Then he stabbed his throat with a sword and died violently at home, so he had to make the first decision. , creating an operation similar to a Yin-Yang contract.”

"Although the probability is not high, but...what if?"

After saying such a long string of words in one breath, Serabel spread her hands.

"What's more, facts have proven that your former boss was quite foresight, right?"

"...Hehe, hehe...hahahahaha!"

After a long silence, Director Ochiai let out a chuckle with his shoulders shaking slightly. Then the laughter quickly increased as the shaking of his shoulders increased, and finally turned into a big laugh.

"I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it. I thought I was the knight who killed the devil and was stained with blood in "Curse", but I didn't expect that I was the devil! Sigh, sigh! "

At this point, no one spoke in the monitoring room, except for the sad self-deprecating laughter of the white-haired old man.

Without saying a word, Megure Police Department took out the handcuffs from his police uniform and cuffed them to Director Ochiai.

Two minutes later, the two police officers who had gone to Kubota's office on the second floor also returned to the control room. When they came back, they had a large bag of blood-stained medieval armor wrapped in sheets. Dark red blood stains were on it. The flower-printed sheets were dyed a deeper brown, like a shroud.

He fished out part of the helmet's opening from a pile of iron lumps and patted it down gently, causing a few strands of silver threads to fall in mid-air.

The police department silently waved their hands.

"Take him away and go back to the police station."

A wonderful beginning, a thrilling development, a sad ending... This is the best way to describe today's half-day experience.

Ten minutes later, the spring noon sun shone directly in front of the art museum.

Watching the police cars driving away with Director Ochiai in a row below, Miss Sonoko clasped her hands behind her head, whether in helplessness or melancholy.

"Ah~ I didn't expect that I would encounter something like this when I went out to visit an art museum."

"yes……"

Xiaolan also felt a little complicated.

Sera Masumi lowered her head and clicked on her phone, looking through some good snack bars nearby.

Serabel continued to keep a determined face and was completely calm. He had long been used to seeing all kinds of weird corpses, and today's level was nothing.

Everyone was silent for a while, and just when the atmosphere was about to fall into a strange situation, several police cars suddenly passed by with their lights flashing on the road not far away.

"Driving so fast, did something happen?"

"I do not know……"?

Chapter 24 Have you bought a small umbrella?

It should be said or not, young people adjust their mentality very quickly.

As the saying goes, when you should eat and drink, don't forget to worry about things. Two hours later, at the entrance of a cafeteria in Mikka Town, Sera Masumi was saying goodbye to Xiaoran Sonoko and others.

"Wuhu~ I'm so full, so let's go back today."

"Yeah, see you later."

"See you at school on Monday."

"CIAO~"

None of us are professional social workers, and we don’t have so many complicated social etiquettes, so after a simple goodbye, we went back to our respective homes.

Serabel and Sera Masumi still went back together on the eleventh day.

They have been in Japan for almost a week, and they are already familiar with the bus routes. They are not like the situation a week ago where they could take a bus to Nishitama City next door.

However, what they had for lunch was a buffet. As long as they paid the money, they could eat as much as they wanted. As a result, the latter became greedy and stuffed himself without paying attention, so he simply walked back slowly and ate his food on the way.

"Now, let me tell you, Serani-chan, aren't your business skills a little bit bad?"

Walking along the street on her way back to the Cupido Hotel, the tiger-toothed girl put her hands behind her head and touched the shoulder of the boy next to her with her elbow while squinting.

Serabel looked at her suspiciously: "I don't understand. Could it be that there was something wrong with the case just solved?"

"Oh, of course it doesn't refer to the professional ability in solving crimes, and that should be considered professional quality..."

Shiliang Zhenzhen smacked his tongue slightly, looking like he hated iron and even put down his hands.

"The business capabilities I'm talking about are in terms of customer operations. Didn't you notice that when Sonoko looked at Serani-chan during dinner, your eyes almost made stars appear? If it were in a game, your adoration index would be almost there. It must have reached the critical point, but it’s a pity that Serani-chan left without doing anything.”

"What do you expect me to do? Go up and give someone a wet French kiss, but I'm not French, I'm British..." Serabel slowly typed out the question mark, feeling a bit out of tune with her brainwaves.

He was talking nonsense just to make fun of him, but Huya Girl became more and more serious.

"Although a French wet kiss is a bit too much, it's okay to make an appointment to hang out together next time. By the way, we can exchange contact information and add a social platform friend. We can chat more if there is nothing to do, and then we can make more dates to hang out in the future. several times."

"Then the little stars in her eyes will turn into little hearts after a while, right?"

"Hey, hey, Serani-chan, you know it very well."

"Go! Go! Go……"

Serabel said she didn't want to talk to her and simply changed the topic.

"Seriously, have you noticed the little boy with glasses named Conan?"

"Conan? Oh, you mean Edogawa." The tiger-toothed girl was stunned for a moment before realizing which one she was talking about. "Is there something wrong with him?"

"I don't know if it's my illusion."

As if she felt that what she was going to say next was too bizarre for even herself, Serabel paused briefly for two seconds and then raised her forehead with one hand.

"Let's put it this way, you see, Zhenzumi, we met them on the first day we arrived in Tokyo last weekend, and we also encountered a murder case. After that, I ran around for a whole week without encountering a murder case. As a result, today We went to an art gallery together and encountered a murder case again, so is there a possibility...forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Feudal superstition is not advisable, Serani-chan~"

Sera Masumi patted her shoulders and spoke sincerely.

"Besides this, why don't you call mom and ask her if she wants to take anything back?"

"That's right, Zhenzumi, please wait for me for a moment."

Serabel thought for a while and felt it made sense, so she stopped and took out her cell phone to make a call.

The call was connected within two seconds.

"Hello? Sister Mary, we are on our way back now. Is there anything missing at the hotel? Do you want to bring something back?"

"...Not yet. If you really want to say it, did you buy the one last time?"

The calm voice of the girl with short blond hair on the other end of the phone came, but she was slightly softer when she mentioned "that".

Serabel blinked her eyes quickly, and her eyes swept over to the side pretending to be casual, the tiger-toothed girl who also stopped and was holding a mobile phone with a look of surprise on her face, and then her tone was as usual.

"As for that, I already bought it last time."

"Okay, then it's nothing. Come back early and pay attention to safety on the road."

After simply ending the call, Akai Marie hung up unilaterally.

As soon as Serabel put away her phone, Sera Masumi on the side immediately rubbed her shoulder and came up curiously.

"What is 'that' that Berni-chan just said? Did you buy anything?"

"Um!?"

A golden exclamation mark suddenly appeared above Serabel's head.

I thought she didn't pay attention at all, but I didn't expect that she was heard anyway.

"That" of course refers to small umbrellas. The box that Akai Marie brought from the UK was used up on Thursday. After that, Sera Bell replenished three more boxes, and now they are all in his bedside table drawer.

But it’s impossible to say this kind of thing directly. After all, to Sera Masumi, he is probably the elder brother. But my mother asked her brother on the phone if he had bought a small umbrella. What a big deal...

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just the insole." Sera Bell came to her senses in a hurry.

"Insoles? Have you bought insoles?" Masumi Sera didn't understand at first.