Chapter 2857-2869 [Curaçao Blackmail Incident]

"Would Calvados have nothing better to do than volunteer at a wedding? It's not Vermouth who's getting married! He wouldn't be that kind."

Vodka looked down on Chianti's shallow understanding: "So he appeared there tonight, it must be because he had a mission."

Although he has been working solo recently, Vodka has been with Gin for a long time after all - he has seen many cases like the Hatakeyama family where the heirs were replaced and then turned against them and needed to be punished.

"It is likely that Calvados has accepted the task of attacking the Hatakeyama family." Vodka stroked his chin and thought secretly:

"Although he normally wouldn't kill the head of the family, he has Uzo next to him now! With that little bastard around, all his seemingly crazy behaviors are actually very reasonable."

"But even if a cunning guy like Uzo wanted to harm his colleagues, he wouldn't do it so obviously. Compared to letting Calvados do it directly and then be arrested, I always feel that it is more likely that Calvados died from a stray bullet.

"But then again, I remember from the surveillance footage that at least when the groom was killed, Calvados did go to the blind spot where the crime scene was. Could it be that he really..."

A message suddenly popped up, coming from a passers-by mutual aid association, but the name was a little rare.

"Curaçao? This girl actually spoke. Let me see what she said."

He clicked it, and the next moment, his eyes widened.

Curacao: [Your betting time is much longer than usual, you talk very little, and the people on the list are unusually accurate - you didn't secretly watch other surveillance without our knowledge.]

Vodka is really playing the surveillance video in the manor in reverse: "!!"

He was stunned for several seconds, and then stiffly typed out a weak excuse: [How could it be? I]

Before I finished writing, Curacao said: [Okay, no need to explain. I will forgive you if I give you one coin each.]

Vodka: "..." You! You are too... too sensitive.

He typed with a guilty conscience: [You just ran out of coins and wanted to make a little extra, right? Well, don't waste time, place your bets quickly - the countdown is less than a minute.]

After sending it, he used his mobile phone speed to secretly send a small black coin to Curacao.

Curacao didn’t continue to make a fuss in the group, but just sent a number in a private chat: [2]

Vodka: “……?”

Blackmailers like you better hide from me. If Uzo sees you, you won’t survive more than a week in Tokyo!

The colleague suddenly asked for a small request, but fortunately the request was not too much. In order to keep things quiet, he silently hit another one.

"Anyway, this woman has never made the right bet. It won't be long before the coin is back in my hands." Vodka muttered to himself:

"Come to think of it, Curacao really follows the rules of the game. She could have asked me for information directly, but she chose to get the small black coins first and then exchange them... In a sense, this guy is unexpectedly an honest person."

…

Behind the screen.

Curacao looked at the money in his account that changed from zero to two, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled to himself.

In her opinion, there was nothing unusual about Vodka this time. This guy was usually slow in placing bets and seldom spoke - he just judged others by himself according to the current situation. If she were Vodka, she would probably have peeked as well.

So with the mentality of giving it a try, she just lied casually...but unexpectedly, she actually succeeded.

"We can bet again now." Curacao turned his eyes away from the virtual currency and looked back at the surveillance of the vodka broadcast. "I don't know how long Calvados will last... I hope he's lucky enough."

"As for the murderer this time..."

Curacao's eyes lingered on "Calvados" for a moment, then moved away thoughtfully.

"Uzo wouldn't break his new toy so quickly." Curacao carefully considered Jiang Xia's possible intentions based on his own experience. "In this case, he probably wouldn't target Calvados, but just say hello to him. So the murderer should be someone other than Calvados."

Having ruled out one option, Curacao looked at other candidates.

After hesitating for a moment, before the countdown ended, Curacao moved his fingertips... and placed the bet on the groom's mother.

Although even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, a major feature of the Uzo stage is fratricide, and the closer the relationship, the more likely the murderer is.

"Besides this mother, everyone else had a motive for murder for various reasons. On the other hand, those without a motive are more suspicious."

Of course, more importantly, no one has guessed that the murderer is the groom's mother.

Therefore, if she guessed correctly, all the small black coins that entered the market now would be pocketed by her.

With a beautiful expectation, Curacao pointed his finger and cast his vote.

…

In Osaka Prefecture, at the Hatakeyama family's estate.

The police were unaware that in some unnoticed corner, a heinous extortion case had just ended - their attention at the moment was still focused on the murder of the consortium couple in front of them.

Inspector Otaki comforted the guests, who were either rich or noble, and then said, "We have taken out the bullets from the two dead bodies. Now we can confirm that they were all fired from the pistol in the flower garden. In other words, the pistol that Jiang Xia and his team found was the murder weapon that caused the two murders today, and this is a serial murder case committed by the same murderer!"

The relatives in the banquet hall were sad, but all of them breathed a sigh of relief: they were all on the river bank when the bride was shot. Since the two murders were committed by the same murderer, no one was a suspect.

"But..." Inspector Otaki hadn't finished his words yet, and he changed the subject, "I heard from the staff here that the groom's mother and cousin went back to the hotel before the banquet ended. Can you tell us what you were doing during this time?"

The cousin was stunned for two seconds, then slammed the table and stood up: "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that my aunt and I are the murderers?!"

"Don't get excited." Jiang Xia said smoothly, "The inspector just wants to help you clear your suspicion as soon as possible."

"Hmph." The cousin glanced at him, then looked at Suzuki Sonoko who had just jogged over to his side, straightened her hair, turned off the engine and sat back down without saying a word.

Officer Otaki: “…” As expected of a detective who is praised by even the serious chief, he really knows how to calm the public’s emotions!

As an experienced policeman, he certainly cannot lag behind in this regard.

The bald police officer cleared his throat. "This case happened not long ago. We have not yet found out the murderer's motive. No one can guarantee that he only targeted the newlyweds and would not spread his malice to you close relatives."

(End of this chapter)