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

"But compared to this, whether it was in the art gallery or later in the vault, I saw Sera-kun that you didn't seem to be very interested in the egg worth [-] million memories."

Serabel held up tons of orange juice: "That may be because I really don't have much talent in art, and I really don't have much interest. My daughter can testify to this..."

"But that's a secret treasure worth [-] million yen."

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

"Do you know what [-] million yen is? If [-] million yen is converted into cash and stacked to the height of a normal bed, a fairly spacious single bed can be stacked from the ground for you to lie on it comfortably. "

"...but so what."

Serabel put down her half-empty cup and licked her lips.

"I can probably understand what you mean, Mrs. Suzuki. You just found out that I am neither interested in money nor your daughter, so you are a little worried, right?"

"If I'm honest, that's what it is."

Tomoko Suzuki readily admitted this.

"My daughter Sonoko is very fond of you, Sera-kun, and I personally think that you are a very capable child. Otherwise, I would not be able to hand over the genuine Egg of Memory to you in the art museum. At the same time, you also He really lived up to my expectations, not only returned the Egg of Memory to Zhao intact, but also brought back important information from Kaito Kidd."

"At least in my opinion, if the candidate had been replaced by the Zhongshan Police Department, he would have lost the Egg of Memory long ago, and it would be impossible to obtain any useful information from Kidd."

"So I have to understand why someone like you, Sera-kun, can still maintain close cooperation with our Suzuki Foundation without being greedy for money or lust?"

Weird question.

Sera Bell sighed: "To be honest, I think Mrs. Suzuki, you are a little overthinking. With the appeal of the Suzuki Consortium, as long as you post a notice casually, there will be as many detectives willing to work for free."

"But the reason why they did this and said they had changed was because they wanted to get involved with our Suzuki Consortium, so in essence they were still seeking profit." Tomoko Suzuki said.

After being silent for about three to five seconds, Serabel clicked her tongue in trouble, took a deep breath and reorganized her words.

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

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

"That is, how many contacts have you entered into the phone book function of your mobile phone, Mrs. Suzuki?"

How many contacts are there?

Serabel's question is indeed a bit strange.

But Suzuki Tomoko still thought about it seriously.

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

"Okay, let's take it as a hundred. This is still for the wife of the second largest consortium in Japan."

Serabel spread her hands.

"I can count the contacts on my phone on two hands, but for me, these people are my world. Once these people leave me, my world will be destroyed."

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

Serabel did not stop to explain to her in detail, but just continued on her own.

"From an objective point of view, the definition of the world is actually very large. It consists of more than 200 countries and can be subdivided into countless cities and towns, but 90.00% of it is what you will spend your whole life. If you don’t go to a place 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 and has no actual meaning.”

"Just like Mrs. Suzuki, you will appear on this ship, because this ship is the ship of your Suzuki Consortium. There are also your daughter, your family, your daughter's friends, etc. on the ship. This is where you make up the entire world." An important part.”

"And my world is far less broad than yours, Mrs. Suzuki. It can even be said to be very small. I don't have many friends for ordinary people like me, and even fewer family members. I don't even have seven aunts or eight aunts. "

"But now if someone wants to hurt them, it is equivalent to touching my last piece of cream cake. Then I have to fight with them to death. If I can't beat them, I will call helpers to beat them. I can't sleep peacefully until they are all buried in the grave. .”

"That's all."

After saying the last words, Serabel drank the remaining juice in the glass in one gulp, put the empty glass down and stood up to leave the table.

Tomoko Suzuki remained motionless in her seat, looking at the boy's leaving figure, slowly turning the glass with half a glass of passion fruit left in her hand, and an inexplicable smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

"Family...?"?

Chapter 137 If you don’t have enough hands, you’ll be pinched to death

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

Serabel returned to his room after leaving the restaurant with Tomoko Suzuki. It was not until around 07:30 in the evening that there was a sudden knock on the door of his room.

It was also accompanied by faint shouts.

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

He knew the familiar voice was the secretary Nishino Masato.

Serabel, who was lying alone on the bed, turned off the video that was playing on her phone. She stood up from the bed, stood up, put on her shoes, went to the entrance of the room, and opened the door.

Looking out the door, the person calling and knocking on the door was indeed Secretary Nishino.

But compared to his usual image of being meticulous and cautious, he looked a little out of sorts now. He was panting, his face was pale, and even the tie on his chest was crooked.

And I don't know if it was because he made so much noise that he woke up Mouri Kogoro who was diagonally opposite the door. He opened the door and poked his head outside with a surprised look on his face.

"What's wrong, do you want to have dinner?"

"Do not……"

Secretary Nishino didn't have time to reply to him. He just said a few words and then turned to Serabel again.

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

what?

Upon hearing this breaking news, Serabel's first reaction was not "Someone died", but "Damn it, this guy committed suicide because the lens was damaged and could not withstand the blow."

"How did you die?"

Secretary Nishino was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "I don't know this very well. I went to call him for dinner, but no matter how hard I knocked, there was no response. So I opened the door and took a look, and found that the person was lying on the ground. I was so scared that I ran away without even daring to enter. Anyway, Mr. Serra, please go over and take a look first before talking..."

So Serabel was brought to the door of Samkawa Ryu's room by Secretary Nishino not long after.

And Mouri Kogoro and Conan also followed.

The former is because he feels that he can be regarded as a "famous detective". Since a murder has occurred on the ship, he must be there to conduct a thorough investigation.

And the latter...if he didn't follow him after hearing about the case, then he wouldn't be Conan.

When they arrived at the door of Hanchuanlong's room, the lights in the room were still on.

Under the bright light, the room was in chaos. Tables and chairs were overturned. Drawers and other items were all pulled out. The quilt was thrown directly to the ground, and even the pillows were torn open with a big hole inside. Goose feathers flew down in all directions, like a tornado passing by.

It feels like this is not Hanchuanlong's room, but Black Tiger Afu's room.

In this chaos, a blood-stained body fell to the ground without a sound. Although the head could not be seen clearly due to its direction and angle, it was far away from the door, but judging from the clothes on the body, there was no doubt that it was Samkawa Ryu himself was right.

Conan saw that he was about to rush into the exploration site with his quick wit, but Kogoro Mouri quickly dropped his big hand from above and grabbed the back of Destiny's neck like a claw machine. He threw it hard and was thrown behind. Duang. He hit the wall with a loud bang and a big bulge formed in his head.

"Let the adults do things like investigating cases. Children, don't just do it!" Mouri Kogoro scolded in a rough voice.

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

However, as the saying goes, history is always surprisingly similar——

The next second, a hand that had just put on white disposable gloves grabbed his back collar from behind and pulled hard.

Mouri Kogoro didn't have time to react at all. He screamed and backed away, staggered a few steps and sat on the ground. His head suddenly hit the corridor wall, and a big bump similar to Conan's appeared on the back of his head.

"What are you doing..."

Mouri Kogoro grinned and covered his head, about to have an attack, but before he could say anything, the sound of breaking through the air hit his face, mixed with a faint smell of rubber.

Snapped.

A brand new pair of white disposable gloves was thrown into his arms, and a pair of shoe covers flew over with them.

Serabel tightened the gloves on her hands and shrugged at Mouri Kogoro, who looked up in astonishment on the ground.

“That’s the lowest level of respect for the work being done.”

"..."

It was a familiar conversation. Kogoro Mori said the same lines to Serabell at the entrance of the museum.

The so-called feng shui takes turns, and that's pretty much it.

Entering the crime scene, Serabel carefully stepped over the items scattered on the ground to the body, leaned over and squatted down, and the strong smell of blood immediately hit his nostrils.

He picked up Hanchuanlong's head and straightened it up. He saw that where his right eye should have been had turned into a huge blood hole. His left eye was round and bloodshot, as if he could not rest in peace.

Kogoro Mouri, who also saw this scene, whispered from the side: "This is a gunshot wound. A bullet penetrated the right eye and completely destroyed the brain. Even if he was on the operating table at the time, he could not have been saved."

Serabel didn't reply, just touched the back of the corpse's head with her hand.

"The skull at the back of the head is still intact, and visual inspection shows that the bullet is still lodged in the brain. Judging from the power, it should be a pistol bullet."

"Anyway, call the police first."

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

Serabel didn't stay any longer, and immediately got up and left.

But the moment he turned around, a familiar object burst into view unexpectedly.

It was a damaged camera. It was the one that was used all day and night when Samchuanlong was still alive. However, now it cannot be used because the lens was pinched by Serabel, so it can only be used quietly. It was lying on the ground in one of the drawers that had been opened, waiting for repairs.

The camera lens was still broken, but... the cover used to insert the SD card was opened, and it didn't look like there was an SD card inside.

was taken?

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

It is true that if a camera is broken and cannot be repaired for the time being, it is normal to pull out the SD card and insert it into another camera and use it again, but judging from the current situation in the room, this guy doesn't seem to have a second one. What a camera looks like.

A normal person would have to prepare the other camera before taking out the SD card from the old camera and inserting it into the other one.

After all, once such a small item is lost, it will be very troublesome to find it.

Not only was there no other camera in sight, but the SD card was also missing.

Was it taken by the man who killed him?

Serabel guessed.

After walking out of the room, Conan, who was unable to enter the crime scene because he had no gloves or shoe covers, immediately came up to him and asked in a low voice.

"Well, did you find anything new?"

"more or less."

Serabel directly stated his investigation conclusion based on the concept of bold hypothesis.

"This guy owed too much and succeeded in owed himself to death."

"speak English……"

Conan has black lines all over his head.

So Serabel changed her story.

"I probably took some pictures that I shouldn't have taken, but Shi Kaobing silenced me."?

Chapter 138 Focus on taking care of her!

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts run the mill.

After receiving an alarm call from the Suzuki Consortium in the middle of the night, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department spent a huge amount of money to transport the Megure Police Department's two hundred kilograms by air to the cruise ship sailing on the vast Pacific Ocean within two hours. superior.

Under the starry sky at night, the undercurrent of the sea was turbulent. On the deck outside the cruise ship, huge wind pressure fell from the sky with the roar of the propellers. The flashing outline lights on the black and white helicopter fuselage illuminated the words "Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department".

Serabel leaned against the cabin door and watched the helicopter descend little by little.

In front of him, Mouri Kogoro's tie and clothes were blown by the violent airflow, but his figure was as straight as a javelin, and his loud voice once overshadowed the sound of the helicopter's propeller.

"Your Majesty the Police Department, Kogoro Mouri is waiting for you here!"

That posture was probably short of a salute.

Although I know that he probably did this to show that he was in complete control of the situation, but it was probably too much force...

Serabel couldn't help complaining in her heart.

The Mumu Police Department was also a little confused by what he did. He got off the helicopter with his hat in one hand and paused for a moment to complain as he passed by.

"Really, why do I see you, Maori-kun, every time at the murder scene?"