The next day, July 20th.

Mikawa Shin sat speechlessly in the office of the Metropolitan Police Department with Maori's family. Officer Meguri was talking about the actions that would be done later, and how to deal with the abnormality...

Mikawa rolled his eyes at Conan.

He also thought of going to see the show himself, but he was called by Officer Megu. With Conan here, his idea of ​​seeing the encounter was not so easy to realize.

"Brother Maori, you went to the Rice Flower Museum like last time!"

"OK!"

Officer Memu was about to let Kamikawa Shun and Kogoro Mori, but Kamikawa Shun spoke first, "Officer Memu, I'll go to the Eguda Hotel with you."

Conan glanced at him, thinking.

"It's OK."

Everyone was leaving, and Conan grabbed Kamikawa Shun's clothes, "Do you know something, so you took the initiative to go to the Egutian Hotel?"

"You're thinking too much." Kurakawa Shun rubbed his head, "I'm not sure where the gangsters will go, so I have to try my luck. There is always one place that is right in just these few places."

"Since Mr. Maori has gone to the Rice Flower Museum, I will not be able to do anything else. So I simply chose the Egutian Hotel, which requires a lot of people there."

According to normal concepts, Guaikawa Shin-shuo must have followed Conan when he saw the murderer. After all, the power of the genuine God of Death cannot be underestimated.

But who told him to see the name of the target on the check-in record of Jianggutian Hotel?

Since the goal has already appeared, if you want to watch the show, you must go to the real stage!

He got into the police car that was about to go to Jianggu, and looked at Conan who was coming up, and Guaikawa was speechless.

"Don't you follow Mr. Maori?"

You just gave up your Xiaolan?

"I think you're right. The museum will be closed at 4 pm, and it's enough to have an uncle over there."

Guaikawa suddenly opened his dead fish eyes. Is this Conan's trust in his future father-in-law, or is it that his strange intuition works?

"Then be careful and don't run around."

When he arrived at Jianggutian Hotel, Shangkawa looked up at the statue of the big samurai in front of him.

The long sword in the warrior pointed at the sky, and the metal paint was particularly dazzling in the sun.

Conan also looked up at the samurai statue, "This samurai statue is quite large."

"yes."

"Let's go in." Jianggutian Hotel is not just a hotel, but like the Mihua Hotel, it is a whole building.

The police have already obtained the check-in record for the room all day, but it is only three o'clock now, so there is no need to be so anxious.

Huo Kawakawa and Conan wandered aimlessly around the hotel, and the hotel staff pushed the dining cart by the corridor.

When he saw Shangchuan Shun, the man who came towards him darkened his eyes and passed by them as if nothing had happened.

There is a lot of wine on the side of the dining cart, and food with a lid is placed on the top.

Shangkawa looked up at him and passed by him calmly.

Conan didn't care much about such a waiter. He went upstairs from downstairs one by one, and he had seen several such waiters.

"Do you still keep going up?" They have now reached the 20th floor, which is already on the high floor of the building.

"Let's go ahead, there's a restaurant on the top floor, just go for something to eat."

Time passed by little by little, and the sound of the wall clock "clang" on the wall was already five o'clock.

There were two desserts on the dining table. Gunkawa Shun had finished eating, but Conan didn't move a bite. Compared to Gunkawa Shun's relaxed attitude, Conan kept holding his chin, trying to find some clues that he had ignored.

"Are we still sitting here?"

Conan sighed, "Although sitting is not a solution, there is no good solution now!"

Not to mention how many people will eat in the restaurant in the evening, they cannot screen the guests who are just staying. First, there are too many people, and second, those who can afford to stay in such high-end hotels are either rich or noble, and if they are not good, they will cause a lot of trouble.

He hasn't encountered such a clueless mood in a long time!

Room No. 2014.

Gao Yuanan pushed the dining cart and rang the doorbell of the guest room.

"Sir, the meal you ordered is here."

Hiratsuji opened the door with an impatient look on his face, "Why are you so slow!"

Gao Yuanyan apologized in a low voice, "Sorry, it's the peak meal time now, so it's been delayed for a long time. As an apology, we will give you an extra bottle of wine."

Hearing apologizing, Hiratsuji snorted and let him in.

Gao Yuanan bent down and apologized again, and pushed the dining cart into the guest room.

After a little look at the layout in the guest room, he brought the food from the dining car to the table. He used a bottle opener to take out the cork of the red wine, and poured the red wine into the glass along the mouth of the bottle.

"Please use it slowly." He bent down gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“I wish you a happy meal.”

I also hope you can be so happy on the way to the underworld.

Close the door, Gao Yuanan pushed the dining cart and continued to deliver food to the next customer.

The policemen on this floor didn't think much about seeing him delivering the meal.

The sun is gradually drooping westward, and the view of the tall buildings is particularly comfortable. The dazzling clouds in the sky are like burning flames, burning half of the sky.

But not many people are in the mood to enjoy this scenery.

Hanagawa stood by the window with his hands in his pockets, his eyes turned back to the dining table. Conan still frowned, as if he was in a state of deep thinking. Whether it was the desserts on the table or the juice next to him, it never moved.

The police were already in a state of anxiety. In just over a dozen minutes, Kamikawa suddenly saw Officer Memu enter and exit the restaurant more than ten times.

"Let's go, let's go to other places to see." Ukawa Shin shot Conan and prepared to see the performance that had been performed.

"Okay." Conan nodded. It was not the same thing to sit here.

The corridors of the hotel are calm, and two policemen patrolling each floor. Once there is a strange movement in a certain room, they can react immediately.

Shangchuan walked down layer by layer until he smelled a strange smell in the stairwell.

The smell was very light, with a little sour and burnt. When I smelled this smell, Conan's heart sank and quickly ran down the stairs to find the source of the smell.

Looking at Conan's hurrying look, Guaikawa shook his head instantly. If Conan hadn't been there, he wouldn't have to go down one by one. Looking at the development trend, the play was about to end... but the ending was quite consistent with the mystery...

Conan followed the smell and ran to a door, and the smell became rich here.

He was a little irritated when he looked at the two policemen who were completely unaware of what happened.
Chapter completed!