The hour hand passed by minute by minute, and the sound of tick-tick-tock seemed to beat on the heart.
Belmode relied on her extraordinary patience and willpower to stay focused until dawn.
Then facing the peaceful villa, he fell into deep thought: "..."
…What’s next?
Why has there been no movement since that "dong dong" sound? What's the situation with Vodka now, and what's the situation with Uzo?... What is the meaning of her existence?
After swimming in the ocean of philosophy for a short while, Belmode was unable to come to a conclusion. She stood up and stretched her stiff body, and then couldn't help but yawn sleepily.
Although she usually stayed up late, scrolling through her phone so comfortably that she didn't want to sleep was completely different from being so focused on what was going on downstairs that she couldn't fall asleep.
"Forget it, it's useless to think about it now, just go out and take a look and you will know." Belmod thought as she turned around and entered the bathroom. She carefully adjusted her disguise in front of the mirror to cover the growing pains under her eyes.
Thick dark circles under eyes.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual about her appearance, she walked to the door. However, she did not go out immediately. Instead, she put her ear to the door and listened to what was going on outside.
It wasn't until people got up and went downstairs one after another that she waited for a minute and then pushed the door open as if nothing had happened.
Just as he took a step outside, Belmode paused slightly.
——The door on the opposite side happened to open, and Jiang Xia came out. This guy who had kept others awake for half the night was now feeling refreshed, as if he had had a good night's sleep.
When he looked up and saw Belmod, he said hello in a good mood: "Good morning."
"..." Belmod tried his best to smile, "You look like you slept well."
Jiang Xia thought of the fragrance of apples that she could vaguely smell in her dream yesterday, and nodded sincerely: "Thanks to you."
Belmode: "?"
...what does this mean?
What did she do?
What else happened without her knowing?
Belmode became silently alert, quickly recalling every move he made, trying to decipher different meanings.
Before I could figure out where the flaw was, suddenly, a frightened scream came from downstairs.
"Someone, come quickly!" Someone shouted in the living room, "Don't sleep, something happened!"
When the fake detective heard the call, he stopped talking to his colleagues, took three steps at a time, and walked downstairs neatly.
Belmod looked at Jiang Xia's back, then remembered the screams downstairs, and became energetic.
"It seems that the vodka is gone after all. I stayed up half the night in vain."
It's a bit pitiful, but who knows too much about Vodka? According to her speculation, Cool Guy and Angel are also very important people to Uzo - if Cool Guy's acting skills were better, or Vodka
Had my observation skills been worse, this kind of thing would never have happened."
She shook her head silently: "Please pay more attention in the next life, Mr. Yamada."
"Well." Someone suddenly spoke next to her. The person stared at her silent lips, "Did you just call Yamada?"
"No." Belmode raised his head calmly and was about to explain, but suddenly he was stunned.
——A strong man in sunglasses with slightly faded dark circles stood opposite her, looking at her with slight vigilance.
Belmode stepped back suddenly: "?!"
Vodka was startled by her sudden movement: "?!"
…
After the awkward meeting, the two organization cadres did not communicate. They each noticed something vaguely, looked at each other warily, and then continued walking to the living room without saying a word.
"How come this guy is still alive? He actually escaped Uzo's trap?"
Belmod said nothing more, but he couldn't calm down at all: "Then what was the strange knocking sound I heard yesterday? I thought I could see the crime scene and reconstruct what happened there.
, but now..."
Her curiosity began to surge, and she almost wanted to sneak into Vodka's room to take a look.
However, this impulse was quickly suppressed: "No, curiosity killed the cat, especially when Uzo is nearby, you must not leave the team to investigate alone - although Uzo seems to be more interested in vodka, but
Don’t forget that I may also become his target.”
Thinking about the messy and miserable scenes of death on Uzo's stage in the past, Belmod closed his eyes and gave up the idea completely.
She turned to focus on another thing: "Speaking of which, since vodka is not dead, why were people shouting downstairs just now?"
…
Jiang Xia stepped into the living room and saw a frightened tour guide and a messy ground.
——The tables, chairs and furniture here had all been violently overturned. It was obvious at first glance that someone had broken in and deliberately damaged it.
"Is he the villa destroyer?" The tour guide looked collapsed, "He really came to our camp!"
Jiang Xia comforted him casually, then glanced around the room and stopped on the large refrigerator in the corner.
Conan also saw it. He suddenly noticed a detail and secretly winked at his classmates.
However, because of the slightly larger height difference, his eyes were in the air and no one noticed.
"..."
After a moment of silence, the fake primary school student had no choice but to glare at Vodka, then endured the humiliation and stretched out his hand to poke his classmates' legs.
After Jiangxia and Hattori Heiji looked at him, Conan whispered: "There is a piece of clothing caught in the gap of the refrigerator door - there is someone inside."
"Could it be that the guy was halfway through the damage and found someone approaching, so he hid?" Hattori Heiji picked up a chair and quietly approached the refrigerator, hoping to give the guy hiding inside an unexpected attack.
.
But soon he felt something was wrong. He stared at the fabric sandwiched in the gap of the refrigerator door, and had a bad feeling in his heart: "The color of this piece of clothing...why does it look familiar?"
Next to him, Jiang Xia stretched out his hand and opened the cabinet door.
As the refrigerator door opened, a corpse leaning against the door fell out, brushed past Jiang Xia and fell to the ground with a bang.
This is a middle-aged and elderly successful man wearing a pink shirt and white trousers, who is fashionably dressed - the same real estate businessman who fled in panic yesterday.
At this time, there was a bloody gash on the side of his neck, and his face was covered in blood and flesh. His death state was exactly the same as the body that fell from the tree yesterday morning.
Because it was placed in the refrigerator, the body had already cooled down. Without further investigation, the detectives shook their heads and sighed: the man was dead and there was no way to save him.
Behind him, other people heard the noise and came one after another.
Seeing the corpse, the rich lady was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe it: "Old...husband?!"
