Chapter 194 Blackmail, it's that simple

Chapter 195: Blackmail, it's that simple

The group arrived at the casino, where the spacious underwater restaurant was magnificent and dignified. As expected of an industrialist's business, the grandeur of the restaurant amazed everyone present. If it weren't for the current incident, perhaps after the official opening in a few days, this place would have become a great dining and tourism destination.

"Wow~~ This place is really beautiful, just like an aquarium. There's also a Ferrari, is this the F40?" Nana Koyama seemed to have opened up a new world. Indeed, although she is a popular model, compared to industrialists like Asahi Katsuyoshi, her salary and related experience are really pitiful.

"But coming to the point, why isn't Mr. Asahi here?" Sawaki asked his father.

"Yeah, inviting guests over but not showing up yourself." Dad echoed the sentiment.

"Could it be that Murakami has given it..." Shiratori said subconsciously.

"Huh? What do you mean by Murakami? What does that mean?" Shishido, a photographer, sensitively discovered the problem in Shiratori's words.

"Ah, now that things have come to this, I think it is necessary to explain it to everyone." Inspector Megure took the opportunity to speak.

"Inspector, I'll go in and check it out first." Shiratori said.

"I'll go too." Dad said seriously. Of course, Conan also ran out secretly. As for me, I sat next to Xiaolan and stayed obediently. After all, I already knew who the criminal was, so what I had to do now was to keep an eye on him and then find an opportunity to attack him.

I can't use a pistol. Here, any shot will attract attention. Although I have a silencer, I don't want him to die so comfortably. Similarly, I can't use a dagger. The main reason is that there is no chance, unless I wait until he attacks the next target. Maybe I can take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but there is still a risk. Of course, there is a third option. Expose his crimes. In front of everyone, and then...

"Oh, I see." I was just thinking about how to get rid of Sawaki. Inspector Megure had already explained the situation to everyone, and everyone expressed that they understood the significance of this trip, so Mr. Shishido spoke first.

"Everyone, for the sake of caution, I would like to ask, does anyone here have any connection with Murakami?"

"How is that possible, with that kind of person?" said Nana Koyama.

"I have nothing to do with it either." Peter Ford also waved his hand.

"I have some," said Renko, who was standing by. "Before I became a food writer, I wrote crime novels. I have studied Murakami's case.

"I have one too." Shishido also spoke up. "In the last criminal photo album, I took photos of Murakami.

"Hmm...that guy was released from prison eight days ago, right?" At the same time, Nana seemed to have thought of something.

"Yes."

"Well, that's fine." Nana quickly gave up her idea. When she came to her senses, she found that everyone was staring at her. "That's annoying. Don't look at me so seriously." Nana joked, and then changed the subject and shouted at Renke. "By the way, it's you! The writer who promoted the Paris restaurant in the book. The food in the restaurant recommended in that book is simply terrible. Do you really know what fine food is!"

"How rude! Of course I know what a delicious meal is!" Renko was also angered by Nana's words and stood up to refute loudly. However, after such a commotion, everyone's topic was really diverted.

"Really? Then prove it to me!" Nana said with disdain. "This is a gift I brought for Mr. Asahi Katsuyoshi. Tell me what kind of wine this is."

"Test my wine tasting ability? Okay, I accept the challenge." Renko is very confident in his tongue.

Soon, a glass of mellow wine was served, and Renke drank it after watching it for a while, savoring it carefully in his mouth.

"Well, this elegant violet fragrance and smooth taste must be the Chanblle that the French Emperor Napoleon loved the most, right?"

"Hahahaha!" As soon as Renko finished speaking, Nana couldn't help laughing and said sarcastically. "How could I buy such an expensive wine to give away?" Ignoring Renko's surprise, Nana walked straight in front of Sawaki. "You are a sommelier, right? Come on, tell that tasteless man what this wine is." Nana said, placing a glass of wine in front of Sawaki. This action made me raise my eyebrows. I couldn't help but take a step closer.

Sawaki picked up the wine glass calmly, carefully observing the seductive and elegant liquid in the glass through the light. He shook the glass gently, and the fragrant wine quickly covered the wall of the glass, then slid down again. He sniffed the fragrance of the wine, and then drank it. "It's Moulin.a.Vent."

"That's right~" Nana pointed out, and then turned back to look at Renko with contempt. "So, take down your gourmet sign as soon as possible!" Renko was dissatisfied with this but could only keep silent.

"Well... you've made me want to drink some wine," Ford said, trying to smooth things over.

"Then let's all drink together. I'll go get the cups."

"Ah, I want to drink beer, kid, you know where the kitchen is? Come and lead the way." Shishido said happily.

"Hi~~" Conan squinted his eyes and tried to be energetic, then ran out with Shishido. As for me, I stayed here, monitoring Sawaki's every move. Everyone here is his target. If I don't keep a close eye on him, if something goes wrong and hurts my dad or Xiaolan, I will never forgive myself.

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"By the way, why were you all called here?" While waiting for Asahi Katsuyoshi, Inspector Megure also began to ask everyone why they came.

"I was called by Mr. Asahi's secretary, who said he really liked my work and wanted to talk to me. He probably wanted me to promote his casino," Shishido said proudly. "I was also called by the secretary, and the content was pretty much the same," Ford said, after all, he was from the TV station.

"I also received a gift." Nana happily took something out of her bag. It was a small bottle of nail polish. "It's French and very expensive." As she spoke, Nana raised the small thing in her hand.

"Hmm? Mr. Sawaki, here is a letter for you." As everyone was chatting, Ford picked up a piece of paper from the ground and handed it to Sawaki, and everyone's attention was attracted by this piece of paper.

[Mr. Kouhei Sawaki, I'm sorry I might be late. Please go to the wine cellar M-18 and get your favorite wine for everyone to enjoy. The key is in the envelope next to the cash register, so I'll leave it to you. Respectfully sent by Asahi Katsuyoshi]

"Hey, I want to go check out the wine cellar." Nana suggested. The others followed suit, and Officer Megure led everyone to the wine cellar so that they wouldn't be left alone.

When they arrived at the wine cellar, everyone was shocked by the spectacular scene. Indeed, a casino requires a lot of wine, but looking at the full cellar of wine, even I am a little interested. Well, it's time for Skinny Wolf to open a bar in the center of the island.

"It feels a bit cold here." Xiaolan hugged her arms.

"No, it's a little warm." Sawaki said softly. "The best storage temperature for wine is between 10 and 14 degrees. The temperature here is 17 degrees, which is a bit warm."

Following Sawaki's explanation, everyone began to casually look around the wine cellar, especially Officer Shiratori. As a wine lover, he stared at the place intently, and the passion in his eyes was self-evident.

"M-18 wine rack..." Sawaki looked for it according to the brand on the wine rack, and Conan happened to be standing next to him. After seeing the wine rack, he spoke. "It's over there... Wait! Be careful!"

"Huh? Wow!" Hearing Conan's shout, Sawaki turned back subconsciously, and then saw a crossbow arrow shooting at him from behind. Fortunately, Conan's reminder just now helped him dodge the arrow.

"It's a trap...Officer! Uncle!" Conan shouted anxiously.

When everyone heard Conan's shout, they all ran towards him in a hurry, and then they found that there was a crossbow arrow nailed to the wine barrel on the wine rack, and a crossbow was fixed on the wine rack behind it. Under the crossbow, there was an eight of spades card.

"The Eight of Spades, it's Murakami after all. He also deliberately used that note to lure us here." Shiratori said seriously. "But why did he skip the Nine and attack the Eight?"

"...Is it possible?!" Inspector Megure's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Anyway, officer, let's leave here and take shelter." Dad suggested. Then, Officer Megure led us all away. On the way, Conan fell behind and walked to my side. After everyone disappeared around the corner, Conan suddenly rushed towards me, grabbed my collar and yelled at me.

"Xun! You clearly know who the criminal is, why don't you tell him who he is!"

"Why should I say that?" I looked at Conan nonchalantly.

"Because you knew about this but didn't report it, another person was almost killed, did you know that?"

"Haha, the criminals want to kill people and you blame me? You clearly know that you are still killing people, but you still want to come into this trap to find out. Did I let you in?" I looked at Conan with disdain. "Asahi Katsuyoshi is the next target to be attacked, and this place is where all the criminals' targets are gathered. You dared to jump into such a big pit. And now you blame me? Wouldn't it be fine if you chose not to come in?"

"You!" Conan was speechless.

"Besides, I've said before that I want to catch the criminal in front of everyone, so I need an opportunity. That's why I came here. Otherwise, do you think I would let my dad and Xiaolan take such a risk?"

"But do you know that Mr. Sawaki almost died because of your behavior? Even if you want to expose your flaws in front of everyone, you can't..."

"..." Before Conan finished speaking, he noticed that my face was full of teasing. In an instant, Conan seemed to understand something.

"Wait, you already knew that Mr. Asahi was dead?" Conan let go of his hand.

"How else would it get to eight?" I shook my head and looked at Conan with contempt.

"But when you came in just now, you said to me that the criminal was not Murakami Jō, but one of the people present, right?"

"Murakami may have been killed by the murderer." I said indifferently.

"What?" Conan's eyes narrowed slightly. He thought for a moment, "One of the people here is the murderer, and you will find a way to make him reveal his flaws, but you didn't have any emotional fluctuations about the attack on Sawaki just now. And the source of your calmness is not because Sawaki was killed, but because he is not dead? The murderer is Sawaki Gongping, so you are not surprised at all that he escaped? And you don't feel impatient for not seizing the opportunity?"

"Well... not so stupid. If the murderer can kill himself, I can save myself a lot of trouble." The corners of my mouth rose slightly. I pulled out an envelope from the necklace. "This is all the recent information about Zemu. Including his motive for committing the crime, but I have no evidence. I will find out the evidence in front of everyone later." As I said, I handed over the envelope and said coldly. "But, Kudo. You have to understand that if you take this information, it means you admit defeat. You are not allowed to interfere with all my actions from now on, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my back on you. Of course, you can also choose not to take it, and you can continue to investigate the subsequent cases, but if anyone dies in the meantime, I will definitely not care. Of course, except for Xiaolan and my father."

"You!" Conan was choked by my words again. Although he was not convinced, he dared not refuse. There were still seven targets behind. If seven innocent people died because of one murderer...

Without thinking too much, Conan snatched the envelope from my hand. "Okay! But you have to make sure no one else gets killed!"

"Deal~" I smiled an evil smile. "Then I will take Sawaki Kouhei's life!"

(End of this chapter)