Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Front Desk of Jiyuan Hotel

"Yes, just as you said." The waiter said, "When I was on the phone with Mr. Ximu, someone just canceled his reservation. He booked a room for two days starting from yesterday."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro said, “I see.”

At this time, Hattori Heiji suddenly interrupted with a hint of amusement in his voice: "Come to think of it, Mr. Agada, you are also a smoker. Did you book the room smoothly?"

Hearing this, Agata Riki chuckled and patted the cigarette box in his hand: "Yes, right after Ximu, someone else canceled their reservation. At that time, everyone was in Ximu's apartment, and we booked a room together, right?"

Akachi Keiko nodded and said, "Yes, we were together at that time."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro was obviously very interested in this coincidence: "Is this true? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

The waitress confirmed the situation again: "Ah, yes. After Mr. Nishiki made the reservation, someone else canceled the reservation immediately, and Mr. Agada booked that room. Because the guests who canceled the reservation seemed to be a group, the room was vacant all of a sudden."

Masumi Sera crossed his arms, frowned, and raised his doubts: "By the way, didn't a giant Tengu appear in Mr. Agada's room? After that, there was really nothing unusual in the room."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro analyzed with a serious face, "Well, we found something like glue on the burnt ceiling, but it doesn't seem to be able to stick to such a large object. There is also the mark of the chair on the carpet when Mr. Agada fell with the chair. When he was looking for Tengu to throw the ashtray, the cigarette butt fell off and left a burn mark of about 3cm on the carpet. And, for some reason, there is a pillow in the middle of the bed."

Upon hearing this, Agata Riki quickly explained: "Well, that's my habit. If I don't put a pillow under my knees, my legs will cramp."

Kudo Shinichi at the side fell into deep thought, as if countless clues were intertwined in his mind: "What is it? I seem to have thought of something just now. The glue on the ceiling, the traces of the chair falling down..." Suddenly, the appearance of Okita Souji appeared in front of his eyes, "It's Okita Souji!" Then, there were traces of burnt cigarette butts, "(The appearance of Mouri Ran appeared) Can I see Okita?" Finally, his eyes fell on the pillow in the middle of the bed, "(Sonoko's voice sounded in his ears) The scene of my wife's infidelity!"

Kudo Shinichi shook his head violently, trying to sort out his confused thoughts: "Ah, damn it. The pictures of those two people are always in my head, and I can't concentrate on reasoning. I obviously don't have the time to think about this kind of thing."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his expression changed: "Free? Oh no, here I come. Why is it earlier than yesterday?"

The mystery of Jiyuan Hotel

Hattori Heiji looked at Kudo Shinichi and asked with concern: "Hey, Kudo, are you okay?"

Kudo Shinichi shook his head slightly and forced a smile: "No, it's okay. Compared to this, I already know who the criminal is."

Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really? That's great!"

However, a hint of hesitation flashed across Kudo Shinichi's face: "But, but, there is no evidence to arrest him yet."

Hattori Heiji was a little anxious when he heard this: "Then what should we do? Kudo?"

Kudo Shinichi took a deep breath and turned to look at Ayanokouji Fumimaro beside him: "Ayanokouji, Inspector Ayanokouji."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro looked up when he heard the voice and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Kudo Shinichi pursed his lips, as if he was having trouble speaking: "Can you ask the Kyoto Police to...help me?"

Ayanokouji Fumimaro readily agreed: "Sure, as long as we can do it."

Kudo Shinichi gritted his teeth and finally said, "But, it might be, a little, a little embarrassing."