Chapter 2992 2996 [Evolved Chianti]

When he looked up, he saw the three guests standing outside the door. The eldest son was a little embarrassed at first, and then snorted and decided to ignore it. The company he was about to get was almost flying, so he was too lazy to deal with the guests brought by these competitors. .

He walked straight to the kitchen and said to the maid, "Make a cup of coffee for me, and then I'll send it to the audio studio."

The wife who was left behind was a little embarrassed. She walked over and closed the door, snorting coldly: "I escaped to the audio studio after a fight. In his eyes, music is much more important than my wife..."

As she said that, she greeted several guests as if nothing had happened and went back to the house to rest.

Jiang Xia patted Conan, who was still unsatisfied, and said, "Let's go."

After the three left the door.

Another room.

Curacao also came outside the door with the excuse of going to the bathroom. After eavesdropping on the entire process, she slowly showed a sure-win smile.

——She probably knows who the murderer is.

"Prespectfully pretending to be stupid and stupid in front of everyone to reduce your suspicion. In fact, I deliberately made excuses to quarrel with my wife, so I went to the audio studio alone... The audio studio is soundproof and closed, even if I kill a pig inside. , no one else can hear it.

"In addition, he also asked the maid for a cup of coffee. At first glance, it seems reasonable, but in fact, if you look at too many cases related to Uzzo, you can find that this person is actually creating a proof of absence for himself. ”

Thinking of this, Curacao clicked on the passerby mutual aid meeting and planned to bet the only small black coin he had left on his eldest son.

Before the action, Curacao glanced at 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 Ukrainian scholar seemed to believe that something would happen at midnight tonight, so he set the end time at 11 o'clock.

"What happens at midnight is because the old lady is talking about midnight. Since that's the case, it's better to close the market at midnight, why do you have to set it at 11 o'clock?"

While condemning himself, Curacao learned the lesson he had just learned and did not dare to stop the time, so he chose his elder brother.

After investing the coins in her hand, she glanced at the result and found that the others had already chosen.

Chianti: [Of course it was that young son. I just checked it. The town built a hotel two years ago. That is to say, if he hadn't colluded with Uzzo and waited in advance to lead people away at the gate of the town. Zuo couldn't enter the main house at all! ]

Curacao: "..." After not seeing each other for a few months, Chianti actually checked the information. Is this still her?

In a sense, Uzzo is really making progress. No wonder Rum always misses him... But hasn't this boss ever thought that he might suddenly become a piece of material on the road to progress?

Shaking his head and stopping thinking of the terrible boss, Curacao focused again on what was happening in front of him.

"The youngest son is indeed suspicious, but he hasn't returned home for five years. It's normal for him to build a new hotel in the town." Curaso thought, "Although Chianti has learned to use her brain, her brain capacity is not originally How big is this, these analysis doesn’t need to be taken seriously.”

She then turned down the page and saw Vodka's speech.

Vodka: [Cohen, why did you choose a maid? Did Chianti ask you to choose again? ]

Cohen did not deny it, honestly explaining Chianti's request, plus a little bit of his own thinking: [We two bet on different people, can increase the chance of choosing. ]

Vodka: “…”

I really want to kick these two guys who have no brains to vote differently from his passerby mutual aid club - what is this analysis? You are using this level of brain to deal with Uzo who may come at any time?

"Hmph, these two bastards rely on their snipers and have little contact with Uzzo, so they don't take the matter of analyzing Uzzo's movements to heart." A fishing programmer felt that his hard work was wasted. , I couldn't help but mutter with resentment:

"It should be given them a look at what happened to Calvados, or experience it for themselves - then these two idiots will understand how important it is to study Uzzo as an organization cadre in Tokyo."

But if someone doesn't want to learn, he can't force his knowledge into it.

Vodka shook his head, ignored the two guys, and continued to peek at the other people's choices.

Suddenly, he stared at two of the options and slowly frowned: "Curacao chose the eldest brother, Belmode chose the eldest sister-in-law... Why are their voting time so close? Could it be that these two people were at the scene The cunning guy has mastered some key information related to the elder brother and sister-in-law and has not been synchronized? "

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"There is a big brother, Curacao must have voted." Belmode leaned outside the bathroom and shook his head, feeling that Curacao didn't know enough about Uzzo:

"The president obviously wanted to leave the company all to his younger son. If the deceased was him, the beneficiary would undoubtedly be the elder brother who almost lost the company. So from the motivation point of view, this man is likely to be the murderer.

“But because of this, he doesn’t seem like the real murderer—because in my experience, Uzzo prefers to make those less suspicious guys a murderer…such as the sister-in-law.

"Although she showed a broken attitude towards Damen Family's property, it is undeniable that since the eldest sister-in-law has not divorced her brother until now, she still has ideas about Damen Family's property.

"And if the old man dies, as the eldest wife, she will undoubtedly be one of the biggest beneficiaries."

After a brief combing, Belmode 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 a unique one.

…

The guests finished washing and went to bed one after another.

At some point, the snow outside the window stopped. Time passed slowly, the clock ticked forward, and finally, the hour hand and the minute hand overlapped and pointed to zero at the same time.

The pendulum in the Buddhist room rang, and the old lady kneeling in front of the shrine was startled and slowly stood up.

She looked at the window with a sense of something, walked over in small steps, and pushed the shoji open a crack.

Looking out from here, you can see a small quiet and white courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard, but strangely, she seemed to hear the heavy sound of stepping on the snow just now.

The old lady looked outside in confusion, and at this moment, behind a clump of pine trees in the distance, a strange figure slowly walked out.

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!