How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

"Did you find this note on the desk?" Dai asked.

The broker nodded.

"If you think about it this way, there are two situations. The first is that the prisoner got Momo's room card, and the second is that the prisoner uses the hotel's service desk."

Dai stretched out her hand and pointed at Takagi: "What's the first thing to do now?"

"I'll go to the front desk to confirm the situation!" Takagi ran out.

Looking at Takagi's running back, Dai unconsciously stretched her waist and stretched her muscles: "It's great to have subordinates, and it's really convenient to be able to run errands and drive a car."

The women held each other's hands tightly, looking a little worried.

"What's the manager's name?" the girl asked.

"Wang Ran." The manager replied.

"I see," Dai continued to ask, "Wang Ran? It sounds like a cute name."

The girl fumbled in the bag in her right hand, and quickly found a piece of hard candy: "Here, please try it."

"Eh?" Although a little inexplicable, the woman still reached out and took the candy.

"It's better to relax a little bit, don't be too nervous."

While chatting, Takagi ran back into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he shouted: "According to the service records at the front desk, at 3:15, there was a sign on the door of this room saying that we wanted to clean it, so the service staff took advantage of the opportunity to clean this room."

"A sign?" Dai looked around, but there was no such sign on the bright side of the room.

Turn around and open the bookcases, cabinets, and bed cabinets. On the first floor of the bed cabinets, I found a sign that said 'cleaning'. The sign was placed in the groove, and there were also various remote controls.

"Is the cleaning sign placed in front of the bed cabinet?"

Wang Ran nodded.

"So that's it," Dai lightly clapped her hands, "I probably already know who the prisoner is."

"Eh?!" Takagi exclaimed, "So fast!"

"The first is the cleaning card," Dai picked up the sign in the bed cabinet: "The prisoner used this cleaning card to commit crimes. The first means that the prisoner is also a resident of this restaurant, the second means that he knows Momo's address, and the third Meaning he was around watching while the service staff cleaned up."

Dai Dang walked out of the room and looked around: "Is there any place in this corridor that is suitable for hiding?"

Momo's room is located in the center of the right side of the entire corridor. When you open the door, you can see the elevator, and you can see the stairs to the left.

Dai walked towards the direction of the stairs. Below the stairs was the rented cafeteria. Occasionally, diners came and went, and it was also the previous location.

Dai quietly poked her head out to look down, and was glanced back by a few heads full of curiosity.

Dai replied to the two people above who were shaking their heads: "There is absolutely no hiding place in this place."

"Over there," Dai pointed to the left area on the nineteenth floor: "It's a bit far away, and the possibility of being discovered is high. I think it would be more appropriate to run out and call to ask for the room to be cleaned in ten minutes."

"So," Dai pointed to the three rooms on the opposite side of Momo's room: "The three rooms that can be seen through the cat's eyes are the most likely."

"Who are these three rooms?" Dai asked.

"The first room is for the referee, the second room is for the opponent, and the third room..."

"Stop!" Dai interrupted: "The opponent sounds suspicious, let's start with her."

"Eh?" Takagi was stunned: "But how to investigate? There is no evidence at all..."

Dai looked at him, put her fingers in front of her mouth, and raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a bright and charming smile: "Let's talk about whore."

Takagi shivered unconsciously.

·

Nakajima Mirror was thinking about the chess game, and the two sides placed on the black and white chessboard in front of him were exactly the same as before the game was closed in the morning.

Nakajima knew clearly that there would be police interrogation in the near future. At that time, it was enough to say that he played chess and never left the room.

Soon, as she expected, the door rang.

The woman exhales, inhales, and prepares herself.

Opening the door, before confirming the other party's identity, he was hugged fiercely.

"Little Dunzi, I miss you so much."

A girl's crisp voice sounded, and the other party hugged her tightly, dangling around, looking quite happy.

"That..." Nakajima Kagami said.

The voice made the other party aware that something was wrong, the purple-haired girl let go of her arms, and looked at her with some doubts: "Dunzi, you grew up so quickly when you went abroad once."

This girl is so dumb...

"That..." Nakajima Kagero smiled wryly, "You misidentified the person."

"Eh?" The purple-haired girl screamed, took two steps back, and looked at the room number on the door: "1903, isn't that right?"

"Is the hotel right?" Nakajima mirror asked.

The girl nodded blankly: "Really? That's right, Cupido guest."

"Can I take a look?" Nakajima said.

Naturally, such a request would not be refused, and the girl handed over the note in her hand.

Nakajima was a little surprised, because the sticky note was exactly the same as the sticky note he used, and it was exactly the kind of sticky note that Mo Qiuyuan wanted to write Chinese characters on.

Nakajima Kagami was shaken, and his affection for the girl vanished.

"It's not 19, it's 17, 1703."

The woman replied.

The girl nodded and left the room.

After seeing off the uninvited guest, Nakajima mirror returned to the table again and continued to play the chess game.

About 10 minutes later, the room was rang again.

This time it should be the police, right?

With this mentality in mind, Nakajima mirror opened the door, and a girl with purple hair appeared in front of her eyes.

"What's the matter?" The woman asked impatiently.

"I'm sorry!" The girl apologized: "My gel pen is missing. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find it. I wondered if there might be one here, so I came here with the cheek!"

The girl clasped her hands together, held them high above her head, and kept shaking them up and down, as if apologizing.

"Okay..." Nakajima mirror scratched his head, retreating a little bit: "What kind of pen?"

The girl said, looking around: "It's a black gel pen with black and white stripes, I think it should be very common."

Nakajima Mirror was also searching on the ground, and soon found the gel pen the girl mentioned, which was exactly the same model as the one she used: "Is this it?"

"That's right!" The girl jumped up: "Thank you very much, I still want to copy the chess record, and I'm still wondering what to do if I don't have a pen."

This kid is too dull.

Nakajima sighed.

Unexpectedly, 10 minutes later, the purple girl appeared again!

This kid is really annoying.

"What's the matter this time..." Nakajima mirror was quite impatient.

"Excuse me, is this Ms. Nakajima?" the girl suddenly asked.

"Eh?"

"That chess player is right?!" The girl said cheerfully: "I always think you are the best chess player in the world!"

what the hell.

Isn't this kid super cute?

Nakajima mirror cheered up.