Chapter 2984 2996 [Evolved Chianti]
When he looked up and saw the three guests standing outside the door, the eldest son felt a little embarrassed at first, then he snorted and decided to ignore them - the company that was about to be acquired was about to be lost, and he was too lazy to deal with these guests brought by competitors.
He walked straight to the kitchen and said to the maid, "Make me a cup of coffee and send it to the audio-visual room."
The wife who was left behind felt a little embarrassed. She walked over to close the door and snorted, "He ran away to the audio-visual room after a quarrel. I see that in his eyes, music is much more important than me, his wife..."
Having said that, she greeted the guests as if nothing had happened and went back to her room to rest.
Jiang Xia patted Conan who was still not satisfied and said, "Let's go."
After the three of them left from the door.
Another guest room.
Curacao also used the excuse of going to the bathroom and came outside. After eavesdropping on the whole process, she slowly revealed a determined smile.
——She probably knew who the murderer was.
"He pretended to be stupid and foolish in front of everyone to lower his suspicion. In fact, he deliberately found an excuse to quarrel with his wife so that he could go to the audio-visual room alone... The audio-visual room is a place with soundproofing and closed. Even if he slaughtered a pig in it, no one outside would hear it.
"In addition, he even asked the maid for a cup of coffee. At first glance, it seems reasonable, but in fact, after looking at many cases related to Uzo, you can find that this person is actually creating an alibi for himself."
With this in mind, Curacao opened the Passers-by Mutual Aid Association, intending to bet his only remaining black coin on his eldest son.
Before taking action, Curacao scanned the entire interface.
Perhaps because of her strong protest just now, this time, Vodka added a countdown bar in the upper right corner of the voting interface - this Wu scholar seemed to firmly believe that something would happen at midnight tonight, so he set the end time at 11 o'clock.
"Something will happen at midnight... maybe it's because that old lady kept talking about midnight. If that's the case, it would be better to close the market at midnight, why must it be set at 11 o'clock?"
While condemning himself in his heart, Curacao learned from the lesson just now, did not dare to waste time again, and chose the eldest brother.
After casting her own coin, she glanced at the results and found that everyone else had already chosen.
Chianti: [Of course it’s the youngest son. I just checked and found that a hotel was built in that town two years ago. In other words, if he hadn’t colluded with Uzo and waited in front of the town gate to lead people away, Uzo would never have been able to enter the door of the Damen family!]
Curacao: “…” After not seeing her for a few months, Chianti actually started looking up information. Is this still her?
In a sense, Uzo really is an inspiration for progress. No wonder Rum is always obsessed with him... But has this boss never thought that he himself might suddenly become a piece of material for progress?
Shaking his head to stop thinking about that awful boss, Curacao refocused on the matter at hand.
"The youngest son is indeed suspicious, but he hasn't been home for five years, so it's normal that he doesn't know about the new hotel built in the town." Curacao thought, "Although Chianti has learned to use her brain, her brain capacity is not very large. Don't take these analyses seriously."
She then turned the page and saw Vodka's speech.
Vodka: [Cohen, why did you choose the maid? And Chianti made you choose?]
Cohen did not deny it, and honestly explained Chianti's request, adding a little of his own thinking: [We two bet on different people, which can increase the chances of being selected.]
Vodka: “…”
I really want to kick these two brainless guys who voted differently from his pedestrian support group - what kind of analysis is this? Is this the level of brains you use to deal with Uzo who may attack at any time?
"Humph, these two bastards just rely on being snipers and have little contact with Wu Zuo, so they didn't take the analysis of Wu Zuo's movements seriously." A slacking programmer felt that his hard work was wasted, and couldn't help but mutter with resentment:
"They should really be shown what happened to Calvados, or experience it themselves - then these two idiots will understand how important it is for an organization cadre in Tokyo to study Uzo."
But if the other person doesn't want to learn, he can't force the knowledge into him.
Vodka shook his head, ignored the two guys, and continued to peek at other people's choices.
Suddenly, he stared at two of the options and slowly frowned. "Curaçao chose the eldest brother, and Vermouth chose the eldest sister-in-law... Why did they vote so close in time? Could it be that these two cunning guys at the scene have mastered some key information related to the eldest brother and the eldest sister-in-law that has not been synchronized?"
…
"There is a group of big brothers, probably from Curacao." Vermouth leaned outside the bathroom and shook his head, feeling that Curacao didn't know enough about Uzo:
"The president obviously wanted to leave the entire company to his youngest son. If the deceased was him, then the beneficiary would undoubtedly be the eldest brother who almost lost the company. So judging from the motive, this man is likely the murderer.
“But because of this, he doesn’t seem to be the real murderer - because according to my experience, Uzo prefers to make those who don’t look too suspicious to be the murderer... such as the eldest sister-in-law.
"Although she has shown a desperate attitude towards the Damen family's property, it is undeniable that since the eldest sister-in-law has not divorced the eldest brother until now, she still has ideas about the Damen family's property.
"And if the old man dies, as the boss's wife, she will undoubtedly be one of the biggest beneficiaries."
After a brief review, Vermouth put away her phone with confidence: She would accept this new little black coin without hesitation. She would talk to Vodka and ask him to send her a unique one.
…
After the guests finished washing up, they went to bed one after another.
At some point, the snow outside the window stopped falling. Time passed slowly, the clock ticked forward, and finally, the hour hand and minute hand overlapped and pointed to zero at the same time.
The pendulum of the clock in the Buddhist room rang, and the old lady kneeling in front of the Buddhist shrine was startled and slowly stood up.
She looked towards the window with a sense of realization, walked over with small steps, and pushed the shoji screen open a crack.
Looking out from here, you can see a small, quiet, white courtyard.
There was no one in the yard, but strangely, she seemed to hear the heavy sound of footsteps on the snow.
The old lady looked outside in confusion. At this moment, a strange-looking figure slowly walked out from behind a clump of pine trees in the distance.
The figure was tall and walked heavily. After it completely left the shadow under the pine tree, its full appearance appeared in the eyes of the old lady - it was a Warring States warrior with a dark face, beard, and wearing armor!
(End of this chapter)
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