"Hey, who are you, you dare to say such words without shame!"

After a brief silence, another round of violent uproar almost broke out in the banquet hall.

Fumimaro Ayanokouji, who was in the box outside the hall to learn about the situation from other members of the Yakuza, immediately rushed in with a team after hearing the news.

Order was quickly maintained.

"Tsk tsk, it's really not the time to come..."

Ye Geng looked over there and sighed in a low voice:

"If you show up a little later, you can see Bourbon's skills. So many people don't know if he will be beaten. Hey, have you ever seen him get beaten..."

The second half of the sentence was naturally addressed to a certain Witch with Thousand Faces.

I want to see you get spanked...

Forget it, IE must be taking the opportunity to inquire about Bourbon's information from me, let's just pretend that I didn't hear it.

Belmode ignored him.

"What's the noise!"

Here, Fumimaro Ayanokouji had a gloomy face, first glanced around at the Yakuza members who were still a little ready to move after being separated by the police, and then turned to look at the four people who were at the point of conflict, especially the one in front of them. The waiter who appeared out of nowhere:

"Hey, are you okay?"

"The police department..."

On the side, it should be a police officer who was on duty in the banquet hall earlier, hurried to Ayanokouji Fumimaro's ear, and whispered what happened just now.

Ayanokōji Fumimaro was stunned for a moment, and then asked back as if he didn't want to believe it:

"Really, you said that the waiter already knew who poisoned the deceased?"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone in the crowd shout: "Nonsense! What does a waiter know!"

Then a goblet flew in.

Ayanokōji Fumimaro was taken aback, and before he could figure out where to hide, an arm suddenly protruded from his side, and he firmly grasped it in mid-air.

In the line of sight is a slightly dark face that is obviously smiling, but can't feel the slightest warmth.

"Officer, are you all right?"

"No...it's okay, thank you."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro looked a little strange.

...If I remember correctly, I just said this sentence to others a few seconds ago.

He was silent for a moment, shook his head, and then told the police officer:

"Go outside and call the mobile team in, and pay attention to whoever dares to destroy the scene again, and deal with it directly as the suspect's accomplice!"

"yes!"

Wait until the police force out of the crowd.

"There are three of you!"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro turned to look at Watanuki, Tamura, and Xieyu: "Restrain your members!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice to remind the waiter beside him:

"Hey, did you really see that person poisoned?"

Fumimaro Ayanokouji originally wanted to use this topic as an entry point. After the other party nodded for confirmation, before seeing the face of this brave waiter clearly from more members attending the meeting, he first took him as a witness. Protect it.

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"No, I didn't see it."

"Okay, then you first..."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro was stuck in this sentence, and after five or six seconds, he uttered a somewhat distorted voice in a dazed and puzzled way:

"ah?"

Obviously, he no longer knows what kind of expression to put on to show his inner emotions at this moment.

He turned his head to look at the three veterans who had stared at him because of these words.

Fumimaro Ayanokouji felt that he should say something at this time, but he didn't know where to start.

Hey, hey... what the **** is going on?

"Hey, young man!"

The hooked-nosed old man looked over with a sullen face, "Since you didn't see me poisoning you, you still dare to say such a thing, do you know that you have to be responsible..."

"Excuse me, let me introduce myself."

The waiter didn't wait for the situation to escalate further, and took the initiative to say:

"My name is Toru Amuro, and I'm a... detective."

Detective... Ayanokōji Fumimaro stared blankly at the man in front of him who claimed to be Toru Amuro.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a lot more reasonable about this person's series of behaviors.

Of course, the question still needs to be asked.

Ayanokōji Fumimaro said, "Are you a detective? Why are you wearing a waiter's clothes?"

Amuro went on to explain:

"That's because my employer's car was smashed by a group of gangsters some time ago. Not only was the wallet in it taken away by the other party, but even the seal and bank card were missing. After my preliminary investigation, I can confirm that, The person who stole them was a member of the Mud Congregation... As for why he was wearing the waiter's clothes, it was a coincidence, after all, I happened to be working here."

"Working, working..."

Ayanokōji Bunmaro's peasy eyes.

In other words, this person in front of me is really a waiter... waiter detective.

"I can't help it," Amuro smiled, "Because I'm not a famous detective, so my business is pretty bleak on weekdays."

"Wait a minute, I have another question. You said earlier that the client lost his wallet, seal and bank card, right?"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro said with a little doubt:

"If you hire you, you still need to pay a commission fee. Why didn't that person directly call the police?"

"I'm sorry about that too..."

Amuro sighed:

"After all, the cameras at the intersection are only used to record violations and fines so far. The loss of personal property like this, even if you call the police, there is no way to investigate it."

Ah, this... Ayanokōji Fumimaro choked, and after a long silence, he covered up his embarrassment by changing the subject:

"Cough... By the way, so you know the murderer and his poisoning method by reasoning, right?"

"That's right."

Toru Amuro looked at the three veterans attending the meeting:

"I learned from the forensics officer before that the only cup in the entire banquet hall that detected a poison reaction was the cup used by the deceased before his death. In this way, the only person who can complete the poisoning technique in such a short period of time is the You can do it, Mr. Xie Yu."

I don't know if it's because the identity of the detective played a role, it's obviously the same conclusion, but the surrounding members of the Yakuza are not as excited as before.

"Since you said it was me, then show evidence." The hooked-nosed old man snorted. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"good."

Amuro nodded slightly, took out a pen from the dining car on the side, drew a circle on the back of the menu, and wrote down the names of the four people 'Bujima, Xiewa, Tamura, Watanuki' in counterclockwise order:

"This is where they were seated in the first round of the game..."

Immediately afterwards, he did the same thing, drew another circle next to the sketch, and wrote down the names of 'Wanuki, Busujima, Xieyu, Tamura' in a counterclockwise manner again, and looked up at Ayanokoji Fumuro:

"Mr. Police Officer, you should have seen it, right?"

I don't understand why detectives like to keep things secret...

Fummaro Ayanokouji was a little depressed:

"You'd better just say it."

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