A group of people came to the monitoring room to watch.

In the picture of the sound room, Fujieda Mikio is holding black tea in one hand and reading a book of poems in the other.

It's too leisurely, it doesn't look like you're worried about those threatening letters at all... Conan sneered, and asked:

"Mr. Butler, on which floor is the sound room where Mr. Fujieda is located?"

"The south side of the first floor." The old housekeeper said.

Ye Gengyi came to the controller, called up the menu bar, found the title of each monitoring channel inside, confirmed that this function was turned off, and said:

"If you are not very familiar with this villa, it seems difficult to judge the location based on these pictures alone."

That's right, this villa is too big, even if the camera was installed after the fact, but assuming that the suspect has no internal response, how would he know the location of Mitsuo Fujieda's bedroom?

Fei Yingli keenly grasped the point of this sentence, turned to the old housekeeper and asked:

"Who are you usually in charge of watching the surveillance here?"

"Uh, I and the maids will take turns in charge." The old housekeeper replied vaguely.

"That's it..."

Fei Yingli thought for a moment, just when she wanted to ask for a detailed duty list, so as to screen out those who were familiar with the villa.

Next to it, Yukiko who had been staring at the monitor exclaimed, "Hey! Look, there is a figure in the yard, who seems to be doing something over there in the bushes!"

Everyone looked over and found that on a small monitor in the corner, an obese figure wearing a wool cap, whose age and gender could not be seen for the time being because of his back, was squatting in front of a bush, holding a flashlight in one hand, and an obese figure in the other. Hands are constantly groping for something in front of me...

"Don't be nervous, he is our gardener, Mr. Doi," Fujieda Shigeru explained, "Maybe because tomorrow is my sister's birthday, he wants to make the yard more beautiful..."

Speaking of his deceased sister, he seemed a little depressed, and he didn't intend to talk much. After instructing the old housekeeper to entertain the guests, Fujieda Shigeru left the monitoring room with the excuse of going back to the room to catch up on the manuscript.

…

Although watching the monitoring screen is very simple, it is also very boring.

Because the old butler still had to manage the housework, he brought coffee and black tea for a few people and left here temporarily.

After a while, Mao Lilan talked about the unfinished topic at the entrance.

In fact, although Fei Eri and Kudo Yukiko were quite concerned about the election campaign for Miss Tedan that inexplicably became a tie, but after all, such a long time has passed, and there is no way to pay attention to it.

So the two sides coincidentally launched a more lively business exchange.

One praises that for innocence and that one praises Bingxue for being smart, until Mao Lilan mentioned that the key vote was actually placed in Mori Kogoro's old school uniform.

Both of them are not calm anymore.

"Who?! Whose name is written on Xiaolan's ballot paper!"

"Is it Eri or me, who the **** is it!"

"Hmm...Because Dad put the ballot in the washing machine to wash it, so apart from the pattern on the paper, the text on it is not clear at all."

Mao Lilan took a few steps back silently, wanting to stay away from the upcoming battle.

"Really, you have to be honest, Xiaolan." Feiyingli said with half-moon eyes.

"That is to say, don't worry about your mother's face." Fei Yingli hinted frantically.

The old plastic sisters spent... Heiji Hattori looked away after seeing enough excitement, and was about to share the joy of complaining with Ye Gengyi.

I saw the latter holding a mobile phone, as if editing an email.

"Huh? Sagaichi-san, who are you emailing?" Hattori Heiji asked.

What? !

Could it be the guy pretending to be me?

Conan also looked over with vigilance... In an instant, the conjecture of fake Kudo came to mind again.

"Ask Mr. Mao Li about the ballot." Ye Geng kept to the point.

"That's a good way," Kudo Yukiko came over: "By the way, you are Mr. Ye Gengichiye, I heard my son mention you."

mention? Could it be that I asked you to investigate me?

"You are Ms. Fujimine Yukiko...Ah, I'm sorry, subconsciously...Because you look so young, it's hard to imagine that you already have a son who is in the second grade of high school."

Ye Gengyi made a slip of the tongue.

"Oh, Mr. Ye, you are too good at talking~ He Xiao, ah... Shinichi's description is not the same." Kudo Yukiko put her hands on her face and smiled.

Hey, Brother Genichi, won't your conscience hurt when you say such things? Conan clutched his heart, with an expression that I couldn't bear it.

"Ahem... Genichi, Yukiko and I graduated in the same year." Fei Yingli stared over.

"Although the work of a lawyer is similar to that of a detective, it is also very different, because this is a very sacred and serious profession, and most of the occasions appear in the courtroom. It is a kind of solemn charm, which can be described as beautiful or young. It's an unscrupulous behavior."

Ye Gengyi's resolute refusal to compare the two made a certain detective, a certain black skin and a certain unicorn girl stunned, and the two mothers were elated.

"Cough, I don't just mean that." Fei Yingli smiled sheepishly.

Indeed, unlike Yukiko Kudo, who likes to be praised for being young and beautiful, Fei Eri is not the kind of woman who pursues youthfulness, and she herself prefers mature attire.

It can be said that Ye Gengyi's compliment hit the mark.

"So... did Moori reply to the email?" Yukiko Kudo was more concerned about this question.

"Not yet." Ye Geng shook his head.

"That old alcoholic couldn't answer the email, because before we went out, he was already tied tightly to the sofa with a rope..." Fei Yingli said.

Ye Gengyi: "..."

Is he serious about that bondage?

"It's not good! Master, Master's hand..."

At this time, the old housekeeper who didn't know when to return here suddenly said tremblingly: "The master raised his hand!"

"Hey, what's going on here?" Fei Yingli's face changed drastically.

In the picture, Mitsuo Fujieda stood in front of the sofa and raised his arms high. Combined with the words of the old housekeeper, the first reaction seemed to be that someone was pointing a gun at him in a blind spot where the camera could not see.

"Why, UU reading www.uukanshu.com how could this happen," the old housekeeper murmured, "When I brought black tea to the master, the master thought I was interrupting his time, so he locked the door of the audio room behind his back." , it’s impossible for anyone to get in…”

Before he finished speaking, Mikio Fujieda suddenly twitched in the picture, and then fell to the ground.

"Where's the spare key?!" Fei Yingli asked immediately.

"Me, my room..." said the old housekeeper.

"Hurry up and get it to the audio room, we'll wait for you there!"

"And immediately call the police and an ambulance!"

Fei Yingli and Kudo Yukiko said one sentence, and when the last word floated into everyone's ears, their backs could no longer be seen from the monitoring room.

Heiji originally wanted to run to the scene of the crime to check the situation like Conan, but when he noticed from the corner of his eye that Ye Gengyi did not follow, but was sitting in front of the controller unhurriedly, the detective Intuition made him stop.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :