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

"Uh……"

As if they were worried, the staff member who heard this visibly hesitated, and subconsciously glanced at Rose among the four actresses.

So Serabel added: "This is what Sheriff Radishu asked me to help understand."

As soon as he heard the second half of the sentence, the staff member's attitude instantly changed 180 degrees, he shook his head quickly, and said it all like he was pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

"That's actually not true this time. This time, Mr. Keith was hung in the opening in the floor behind the mirror, waiting for the dry ice smoke to fill up before he was lifted up. Because Miss Rose previously found a crack in the top part of the mirror. Considering that The whole troupe attaches great importance to that mirror. In order not to cause a commotion, we let us take the initiative and cut off the cracked part and repackage it with wood, but this way it was shorter. In order to avoid being discovered , this rehearsal did not arrange for Mr. Keith to stand behind the mirror."

"And among all the actors on the stage, only Miss Rose knows about this." Sera Bell added the last sentence.

"Yes, yes." The staff member nodded quickly.

"Approximately where was the height of the floor before it was raised?" Serabel asked again.

"Almost...here."

The staff drew a horizontal line on the upper part of the chest.

In other words, almost only one head is above the floor.

At the same time, Chief Radishu, who had finished questioning the stage staff, also came over. Seeing many people surrounding Serabel, he asked curiously.

"What's the situation?"

Serabel glanced at him and nodded knowingly.

"Looking at the current situation, there were only three people on the stage besides the deceased at the time of the crime. Among them, Miss Lila and Miss Akani were located on the left and right sides of the mirror. The only one who could shoot from the front and hit the deceased's chest at close range was The only one who can lay her hand in front of the mirror and shoot her is Rose."

"So again, could you please Miss Rose, please take off your gloves and give them to the police for a gun smoke reaction test?"

"..."

Still silent.

The bald sergeant raised his thick eyebrows slightly and said softly.

In fact, no matter how stupid he was at this step, he should have noticed something was wrong. He had not thought of the smoke test step before because he was led astray by Yukiko.

After all, he was a policeman, not to mention that he was still in the free America. He had handled a gun after all, and he still knew a little bit about pistol shooting.

Even if you are fighting high and low, if you want to fire several shots in a short period of time from 50 to [-] meters away and accurately hit the target in the smoke without damaging the surrounding environment, let alone the New York Police Department, you will be destroying all the police officers in the United States who ignore them. No matter how sharpshooters from the team or the special forces are called to the field test, there may not be any one who can achieve this result.

Then there is only one answer. The deceased could only have been shot at close range.

Recalling what the forensic department had said before, the deceased seemed to have grabbed something with his bloody hands before he died. Sheriff Radish felt a little more confident and turned his face slightly to the black assistant who was accompanying him. one time.

Immediately understanding, the black assistant stepped forward and said in English, "Please cooperate with the police investigation" and then took off all the gloves for Rose without waiting for her to do it herself.

And when the glove on the right hand was taken off, a bloody handprint surrounding the wrist was clearly printed on the inside.

It seems that this is the place where Keith held his bloody palm before he died.

As for why it was on the inside, Rose must have been wearing it backwards before going on stage, and did not change it back until she fired the gun under the cover of dry ice smoke, which also led to her never being discovered.

"Oh~"

Serabel didn't expect that there was such a piece of evidence, so she couldn't help but whistle lightly.

Now even the smoke test is omitted. ?

Chapter 95 Yukiko gradually sees through everything

There are countless ways to kill, but the motive for committing a crime is nothing more than love, hate, and hatred.

What's more, there are still four scumbags in the same troupe. Let alone being shot, it would not be surprising if one day his head is cut off and put in a bag.

At the same time, after the leader of the troupe was shot dead, and one of the remaining four leading actors was arrested by the police for intentional murder, any discerning person could see that the troupe was over.

The rehearsal could not be completed, and the official performance tomorrow cannot be carried out.

Yukiko originally just wanted to take Sierra Bell to visit the most interesting places in New York before the official start of work tomorrow, and visit old friends by the way, but she didn't expect that this would happen instead.

Now that the murderer has been arrested, considering that staying here will only increase the embarrassment, Yukiko just said hello to a certain bald sergeant and then directly dragged Serabel and retreated.

The perspective shifted to outside the opera house. The warm street lights on both sides of the street at the entrance were dyed a little dark blue by the flashing police lights.

Passers-by, whether tourists or New York residents, tilted their heads and looked at the panda-colored police car parked on the side of the road, guessing what happened in English with various accents.

Yukiko stroked her cheek with one hand and smiled helplessly and slightly apologetically at the blond beauty beside her.

"Sorry, I originally wanted to invite Miss Chris to watch the opera, but I didn't expect to be involved in this kind of thing."

"It doesn't matter. It's just an accidental encounter anyway. Anything you encounter can be regarded as an unexpected gain."

Shrugging to show that she didn't mind, Chris took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her coat, took out one and lit it, then took out her phone and looked at it, raised her head and smiled at the two of them.

"Sorry, it seems I can only come here tonight. My colleague has sent a message, probably asking me to go back and prepare for tomorrow's trip."

"Eh? Now?"

Yukiko was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little reluctant to give up.

She raised her watch and glanced at the time, then made a small noise.

"It's already past nine o'clock. It's really not too early... Well, especially for women, going to bed early and getting up early can maintain a good skin condition."

"That's it."

Taking a deep breath and blowing out the smoke along the evening breeze, the blond beauty turned her head sideways and waved.

"Then see you next time, Yukiko, and..."

She moved her gaze to Serabel, deliberately paused for a moment, and then said her name.

"Sela-kun."

"Kajie~ (meaning goodbye in Japanese)"

There could be no flaws in the perfect face of determination, Serabel waved her claws in a calm tone.

Pulling up the corners of her mouth a little, Chris raised her eyebrows, then neatly took out a peaked cap from her body and put it on her head, turned around and took a step forward.

Under the street lights, watching the blond beauty leave, Yukiko tilted her head in a wifely manner while holding her face with one hand.

"Hey Sera-kun, is it really such a coincidence? Do you think this Miss Chris might have been waiting for us here on purpose from the beginning?"

Hearing this, Serabel thought for two seconds.

"Although I would like to say that this probability is so low that it is almost negligible, but judging from the fact that she can accurately appear here from the beginning and also coincidentally pretends to be Sheriff Radixiu, it is not completely impossible. Maybe...so Yukiko-sama, are you thinking about when you did something that revealed our whereabouts?"

"It seems like there really is—"

Yukiko pointed her index finger at the corner of her mouth, trying to be cute.

"Before departure, I retweeted Ms. Chris' post on Twitter and added, 'I'm coming to New York,' and also gave it a like."

"?"

There was a huge question mark on Serabel's head.

Good guy, the inner ghost is actually by my side?

However, Yukiko interpreted his question mark as something else, and her deliberately cute expression suddenly turned into a slightly evil smile.

"Are you thinking, Sera-kun, that if I use my own Twitter account to retweet it, others will definitely see it, and you will be in trouble if I am discovered to be with you?"

Before Serabel could reply, she continued to ask and answer herself.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems like this. I used my trumpet account when I forwarded it, and the profile picture is what I looked like after I first put on makeup when I first learned how to cross-dress." To be honest, it’s a bit ugly, but after all, it was my first successful cross-dressing, so I took a photo to commemorate it, but of course it has never been officially shown to anyone.”

"Oh……"

Upon hearing that it was forwarded using a trumpet that no one knew, Serabel was relieved intellectually, but instinctively she still felt that something was not right.

After all, the chance encounter with Chris Wynyard was such a coincidence that it was almost as if it had been arranged in advance.

But if Yukiko really forwarded it using a trumpet that no one knows, how could the other party recognize it?

Without enough time to think about it, Serabel raised her face slightly, looked past the crowds of people coming and going on the street, and glanced at the golden shadow road that was almost gone.

"Let's talk about this issue later. I'm going to follow her next. Sister Yukiko, you should go back to the hotel first."

"Eh, isn't it?"

The expected sound of agreement did not come, but instead came the dissatisfied muttering of an older girl.

"Although this is New York, security in the United States is not that good after all. Isn't it a bit unsafe for a woman to go back alone so late at night?"

"……what?"

Serabel was shocked and thought to herself, what do you want me to do? I can’t send you back to the hotel first and then come back to follow you. This is not the continent of Hyrule, and Chrissy is not the same person. It has been seven years since the game was released until the eve of the new game’s release. Princess Zelda was just rescued and still had no problems at all.

Even though they are all blond.

"What I mean is-" Yukiko blinked, her expression gradually becoming more cunning, "We can go together and go back together later."

"No."

Serabel flatly refused.

"It's okay if the other party is not (a member of the organization), but if he is, once discovered, I may not be able to protect your safety by then... And if you are really worried about your safety, Chief Radish has not left yet. , don’t you know him well? If it doesn’t work out, just ask him to send someone to give you a lift.”

"Forget it then, I'll go back by myself."

Yukiko was originally a kid who was playing tricks and just wanted to go with Serabel, but she gave up when her plan didn't work out.

"Well, that's fine, I'm going."

Feeling that he had reached a consensus, Serabel nodded, then turned and left, following the blond beauty who had already walked 30 meters away.

As a result, Yukiko was the only one left at the entrance of the theater.

At this moment, a cool evening breeze blew by. She stroked the brown curly hair on her forehead and sighed softly.

"It's true that you're a stranger, Sharon..."?

Chapter 96 Following Sister Bei ing

The perspective changes, away from the bustling lights and feasting of Broadway, to the black buildings standing silently in the night, with a faint smell of rust filling the air.

This is the Long Island area in the southeastern part of New York, inside an abandoned factory area.

Two figures were far away, one behind the other.

Among them, the golden one walked in front with a bag in his hand, while the black one followed behind at a distance of more than 50 meters.

Because it was abandoned early, the environment here is almost a complete no man's land.

Unattended, unsupervised, uninhabited...

Even scavengers won't appear here, because there are nothing more than heavy, rusted steel plates inside.

Some of the smaller ones had been taken away by the scavengers who came earlier, and the rest were in large pieces, weighing hundreds of kilograms or tons, which could not be moved away by normal manpower.

Serabel followed him all the way from Broadway. He didn't know why the other party came here at this point, but he was certain that there must be something fishy.

In fact, in Serabel's mind, he had equated Chris Wynyard with a member of the black organization.

After all, blond hair, being female, and being able to cross-dress were enough to make him suspicious, and now that he was running to a place like this at night, it was hard to tell what the purpose of such a big star was.

But if he is directly identified as a member of the organization, then everything seems to make sense.

For example, the reason for coming to New York is ostensibly to meet fans and conduct idol business, but in fact it is to carry out tasks assigned by the organization.

For example, looking for something.

For example, kill someone.

Even if there is no way to know the above at present, as long as we continue to follow up, we will definitely know.

But then again, is it possible that the real Chris Wynyard has actually been killed or coerced and imprisoned a long time ago, and the current Chris is actually just another organization member pretending to be?

Just as Serabel was thinking this, the blond beauty who had been walking in front without looking back suddenly turned around and entered an abandoned factory.

went in?

Serabel hesitated.

He was very cautious along the way, always keeping a distance, and always ensuring that there was a bunker within five meters around him to hide in.

But it would be different if the other party entered the building.