Tokyo Police

"A servant? Only me and Mr. Butler will serve everyone here tonight. After the servants have prepared dinner, they all go back. After all... the weather tonight!"

Just when Ms. Guze was talking about the sky, a thunderstorm suddenly came to mind outside, and then the sound of the rain became louder.

Ms. Gu Ze looked at Lin Xiuyi, then shook her head helplessly, Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu smiled in response. At this moment, Mr. Asai, who was standing by the side chatting with the guests, suddenly called him away.

"Excuse me, please allow me to leave first. If you need anything, just ask the two of you to greet me at any time."

Watching Ms. Gu Ze leave, Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu bowed to each other's back.

The free time to visit before dinner was over quickly. When Mr. Asai greeted all the guests to come to the banquet hall upstairs, Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu immediately followed.

Although the banquet hall on the second floor is not large, the long dining table and the orderly tableware all show the solemnity of the place. Under the arrangement of Butler Shibata and Ms. Guzawa, everyone sat in the seats with their names written on them one after another. What made Lin Xiuyi feel a little strange was that Yuan Zhizhu was not the one who was arranged beside him.

Lin Xiu raised his arm consciously, and suddenly he felt as if someone had hit his hand.

"Ah... sorry!"

"Ah... it doesn't matter!"

Lin Xiuyi smiled and said to the gentleman sitting beside him. It turned out that the other party accidentally touched him when he was adjusting the chair. Then the gentleman saw the watch on Lin Xiuyi's hand at a glance, and couldn't help but praise him:

"Nice watch!"

"Thank you, this is given to me by my former friends!"

"Is it a memorial, right?"

"That's it!"

"Fortunately our watches didn't touch each other, otherwise, you would never forgive me!"

The other party said to Lin Xiuyi with a friendly attitude, and then extended his hand to introduce himself.

"Meet me, in Lower Rene Maurice, from France, is your Excellency also a collector from Japan?"

"No, we are here at the invitation of Mr. Asai."

Just when Lin Xiuyi was communicating with Mr. Morris in English without a word, Ms. Gu Ze suddenly came to the middle of the two and said softly:

"Feel sorry!"

Ms. Guzawa raised the bottle and poured some aperitifs for the two of them. Then she said goodbye to the two of them with a smile, and continued to the next guest. Butler Shibata followed behind Ms. Guzawa, quietly. Quietly pushed the dining cart and followed each other, with a kind smile on his face. Seeing that Ms. Gu Ze had started pouring wine for everyone, Lin Xiuyi also raised his head and counted the number of people attending the dinner. Apart from him and Yuan Zhizhu, there were six other guests sitting at the table. If you add the housekeeper Shibata, the art director Furusawa, and the president Asai, there are a total of people here.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

After Ms. Furusawa filled everyone with aperitifs and returned to their seats, President Asai suddenly knocked on the glass in front of him to attract everyone's attention. The banquet hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone turned their attention to President Asai.

"Thank you all for coming, especially Mr. Spencer and Mr. Brunel from England, your collection really opened my eyes. In addition, Mr. Maurice and Mipide from France Madam, your understanding of the classical academy is really admirable. There are also two collectors from Switzerland, Mr. Jung and Ms. Onegg. Some of the views of the two on Impressionism are really for my troubles. The guy in Tokyo has opened up a whole new world..."

Mr. Asai expressed his gratitude to every guest present, while Ms. Guzawa, who was sitting on his left, sat at the dining table and listened quietly. As long as the housekeeper, Mr. Shibata, stands quietly behind Mr. Asai, waiting to serve the guests.

Mr. Asai's opening remarks were brief, ending in less than five minutes. After the dinner officially started, Mr. Shibata began to serve each guest a delicious lobster soup.

As soon as Lin Xiu lifted the spoon, he gently tipped it into his mouth. In an instant, the body that had been feeling a little weak from the cold and exhaustion just now suddenly felt warm.

The bowl of fresh soup was quickly drained by Lin Xiuyi, and Lin Xiuyi, who had no appetite at first, suddenly felt a little hungry.

“The appetizer soup before the meal is very good!”

"Yes!"

When his neighbor Maurice asked him about it, Lin Xiuyi complimented him casually.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the otherwise bright hall fell into darkness.

"Crack!"

A thunderstorm sounded, making people feel a little uneasy, Lin Xiuyi hurriedly touched his mobile phone...

"what!"

A heart-wrenching shout suddenly came, and Lin Xiuyi hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a figure standing by the window, which made people particularly frightened.

"Boom!"

When the lights come on again in the dining room. Lin Xiuyi was horrified to find that Mr. Shibata, who was standing by the window, suddenly covered his chest. At this moment, a sharp arrow from out of nowhere was stuck in his chest. Mr. Shibata covered his chest with one hand and reached out to the entrance of the banquet hall with one hand. Just when Lin Xiuyi was about to check the situation at the entrance, Mr. Shibata suddenly stumbled and fell directly to the window.

"Whoa!"

With the sound of glass shattering, Shibata fell out of the window. Lin Xiuyi hurriedly got up and chased after him.

"Mr. Shibata~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mr. Shibata!"

Lin Xiuyi stuck his head out of the window, and a sudden thunder sounded in the sky made Lin Xiuyi clearly see the housekeeper Shibata who fell on the ground downstairs. Just when Lin Xiuyi was about to run downstairs to check on Mr. Shibata's injury, he suddenly saw that Mr. Shibata's body was suddenly pulled in.

"what!"

The lights in the dining room went out again, followed by bursts of female cries. Lin Xiuyi hurriedly raised his phone to look around, but when he turned around, he saw Yuan Zhizhu's anxious expression.

"Xiu Yi-kun! What's going on?"

"Inspector, there may be outsiders in the villa, hurry up and call the police!"

"Everyone listen, stay calm in your seats, and I'll close the door of the restaurant!"

Lin Xiuyi shouted, and hurriedly ran to the gate of the banquet hall based on the memory just now. The direction of Mr. Shibata's finger just now was the gate of the banquet hall. Could it be that he saw the face of the real murderer in the lightning and thunder just now?