A few hours later, Fujiwara Yu woke up from his coma and found that it was still dark outside. He was very glad that he was not attacked by the murderer, otherwise he would have no power to fight back.
He activated the power of wind again and heard the conversation between Kibune Yeping and Minato Aoko coming from the kitchen. It seemed that the employees of the villa had all gotten up early.
——"I'm sorry, Ms. Aoko, I overslept today!"
——"It's okay. Can you help me check the situation outside? The fire won't light again."
——"Okay, eh? Where's the boss?"
——"He just went to the lounge."
Fujiwara Yu rubbed his ears. It seems that he should pay attention to the number of times he uses the power of wind in the future. Frequent and continuous use will cause coma.
After a quick wash, he didn't go directly to the restaurant, but instead went to the lounge. He had something he wanted to ask Hiragawa Toru. This villa might be connected to Umitani Asaka's death, and as the current owner, he must be aware of what happened before.
When Fujiwara Yu walked in, he found that the boss was no longer there, but what surprised him was that Feishiki Keisuke was actually standing in front of the photo frame on the wall in a daze, and his expression looked... as if he was missing something.
Why does Fei Se have such an expression? Is he related to the villa?
"Fei Se, what are you looking at?"
Lost in his memories, Hiiroki Kagesuke was startled by the sudden voice and trembled. He continued to maintain an expressionless poker face, turned his head to look at Takashi Sosuke who appeared behind him, and left hurriedly after saying a few words:
"……nothing."
Fujiwara Yuu raised an eyebrow. He walked over to the wall and looked at the framed signs. Some of them looked like photos of staff and regulars. If he remembered correctly, Hiragawa Toru had mentioned that this place used to be a hotel.
So the photo at the top should be of the hotel owner and hotel staff.
There doesn't seem to be a familiar face of his in the picture. Am I overthinking it?
Not getting any useful clues, Fujiwara Yu had to go to the room to wake up Edogawa Conan and Maoli Ran who were still sleeping, wait for them to finish washing up, and go to the restaurant for dinner together.
No one had much appetite for the simple Western breakfast, except Fujiwara Yuu and Edogawa Conan, who quickly swallowed their breakfast. After all, reasoning is a rather brain-intensive task, and one cannot concentrate if they are not full.
Feishiki Jingjie, who was holding a cup of coffee, noticed the empty seat, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Kibune Yeping and asked:
"Tikabune, why isn't Mr. Nishin here?"
"Huh? Ah, I called him, but there was a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door, so he must still be sleeping. I didn't knock on the door to call him for dinner." Guifeng Yeping replied.
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He put down the coffee cup and walked straight to Nikami Ikuo's room, wanting to confirm whether he was really asleep.
He stood at the door and quietly urged the power of the wind. Although he couldn't accurately locate the people in the room through the door, he could still amplify the sounds inside as much as possible.
No snoring, no breathing? Oops!
Fujiwara Yu turned the doorknob without hesitation, and the door was indeed not locked. However, after entering the room, the scene inside surprised him a little - because there was no one inside, and Nigami Ikuo was not in the room at all.
What happened? Where did the people go?
At this moment, a sharp scream from Ran Maori came from the direction of the restaurant.
Fujiwara Yuu didn't have time to think and returned to the restaurant. He then saw Ran Mori with blood on her back. He frowned and walked forward, asking:
"What happened? Miss Maori, are you hurt?"
"Ah... no, I don't feel any pain anywhere in my body." Ran Mouri shook her head in confusion.
Fujiwara Yu moved closer to the dining chair where Mouri Ran had sat, and after a careful inspection, he discovered that there was a lot of blood on the back of the chair. Considering that the back of the chair was wine red, he wondered if she had sat down without noticing.
But where did this blood come from? Judging from the smell, it smells like human blood.
"Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong?!" Conan ran in from outside and looked at Mao Lilan anxiously and asked.
Mao Lilan tried to pull the corners of her mouth. She was panicking. Could she really have been bitten by a vampire? Did I hurt someone with all this blood? Could it be the missing Mr. Nishen?
She looked down at Conan and shook her head slightly:
"I'm fine. I'll... go back to my room and change."
Ran Mao Li hurried back to the room. She felt vaguely strange. When she was sitting in her seat and leaning against the back of the chair, she didn't feel anything wet.
But why is there blood on my back? Where did this blood come from?
She reached out to turn the doorknob and was about to step into the room when she was frightened by the large amount of blood on the floor. She took two steps back, fearing she would be misunderstood. She quickly turned around and ran to the restaurant, shouting:
"Mr. Yingsi! There's something wrong with my room!"
"What's wrong?"
"There's a lot of blood on the floor, and it wasn't there when I left!"
"What did you say?!"
Everyone ran quickly towards Mouri Ran's room. Fujiwara Yu jumped over the bloodstains on the floor at the door. When he looked to the side, he saw Ikuo Nigami leaning against the corner, already dead.
And the same bite mark appeared on his neck.
"Could this really be the work of a vampire?!"
"How is that possible? Vampires don't exist in this world!"
Fujiwara Yuu walked towards the body of Nigami Ikuo with a gloomy face. After careful examination, he found that his way of death was exactly the same as that of Umitani Asaka. Both of them were strangled to death and then their blood was drained by the murderer.
So, when did the murderer arrange all this? Was it while they were having dinner?
"Brother Takashi, can the time of death be confirmed?" Conan Edogawa walked up and asked.
"Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, the murderer must have drained all the blood from the body between 11pm last night and 2am this morning. A preliminary autopsy cannot accurately determine this."
Edogawa Conan's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Hey, everyone's in the room at this time, so there's still no way to narrow it down."
"There's no way to rule it out, so just ask."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"Hisiro Keisuke, he obviously knew the two victims, but I don't think he is the murderer." Fujiwara Yu glanced at Hiiro who was standing at the door, and whispered in Conan's ear.
"Then wait until they leave, and we'll take him in for questioning separately."
The two of them moved Ikuo Nigami's body to the bed and asked Ran Mouri to take all the luggage to Sosuke Toji's room. There was so much blood and a body here, she was absolutely unwilling to enter again.
After finishing these small matters, Fujiwara Yu put his hand on Hiiro Keisuke's shoulder and said bluntly:
"Mr. Scarlet, let's talk?"
Fei Se Jing Jie was silent for a while. This time he did not refuse and even smiled slightly:
"...Okay, let's go to the lounge then."
"no problem."
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