Protect our prophets

Simply put, this camouflage is too poor.

Songxue had a feeling that the other party was guiding her to investigate further.

Marui Bunta watched her sigh inexplicably, and sat down slowly with orange juice, looking in a daze.

He approached Liu Sheng and asked in a low voice, "He won't regard me as a suspect in some other case, will he?"

"Probably not." Liu Sheng was very calm, "Maybe it's just that you gave her a little inspiration."

"..."

Marui rubbed the back of his neck, and said to himself that the last time Detective Matsuyuki had a flash of inspiration, it was just to trick the murderer and let the whole school watch a bloody drama.

The two male protagonists are still devoting themselves to acting out of the script. Have you considered the feelings of the audience like them?not at all.

What is it this time?

"Be content," Liu Sheng said again, "At least it's still an act. If it's true...that would be terrible."

Several people couldn't help looking into the stadium.

On weekdays, the gentle and gentle Minister Yukimura showed his sharpness as soon as he came to the court. At this time, facing Atobe, he didn't have to be as cautious as when he was teaching female high school students just now.

They thought this would be an early battle, but they didn't want the two of them to be more conservative than they thought.

It is said to be a practice match, but it really only stays at the ordinary level of attack.

You come and go, the ball is not tricky.

Tennis matches of this level are very friendly to ordinary spectators, who cheer and applaud, but they don't know that the two of them are just playing as a warm-up.

Yagyu was skeptical the first time he saw Matsuyuki, but now seeing Yukimura's performance, he became more and more sure.He pushed his glasses and looked back at the girl.

She obviously came with Atobe, and Atobe must know about it.And Yukimura probably got some information during the time he left with her.

Therefore, at this time, the two people on the court can be so "calm"—of course, relatively speaking—no mention of the past fights or the upcoming national competition.

This is obviously to remind the rest of them not to be too high-profile.

"Is there any danger in this resort?" Liu Sheng's voice was very flat, and the volume was not too loud, just a few of them could hear it.

He pushed back his glasses, covering up the glimmer of light in his eyes.

"It seems that you have guessed it."

King Ren folded his arms with a smile that was not a smile: "Why, you still have to hide it until now?"

"Actually, this may not be a secret." Resisting his foot coughing, he raised his chin to signal, Marui followed his gaze and looked over, it was just a few young people who were similar to their age that he had bumped into before.

"Songxue is not the only detective who came here."

Marui sat down and sighed: "So, my hunch is still right."

When Songxue stared at him with incomprehensible eyes, he should know.

He had an intuition that there must be nothing good, and sure enough...

"It's a threatening letter." Songxue said, "At present, it's hard to tell whether it's just aimed at the owner of the resort or the invited guests. But I think, at least you should not be among the criminals' targets, as long as you don't take the initiative to find trouble If not, he won't come to provoke you."

"It means that although we are all here, we are not allowed to participate in your case, right?" Liu Sheng pursed his lips.

She said indifferently: "Oh, it's not that I despise you, it's that there are too many people. The more people there are, the easier it is to mess up... In short, the director will be very hard."

And the director?

Everyone: "..."

I feel like I know something, and my scalp is slightly numb.

Marui turned his head and said to his friend seriously: "Let's go back and pack our luggage and run out now, is there still time?"

King Ni didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the sky.

"It's useless to escape." Liu Sheng said bluntly, with a deep expression behind the lens, "And, I think this is a rare experience."

"...Well, I know you are a senior member of the Orient Express Association." Marui patted him on the shoulder.

Songxue calmed down and continued to think, and the attention of others gradually returned to the court.

There was a clicking sound, like the crisp sound of ice cubes breaking.

Renzu sighed lowly: "You still can't hold back?"

The smile on Yukimura's face has long since faded, and he raised his chin slightly, surrounded by broken lights and shadows... special effects.

Atobe on the opposite side was not in a hurry, and pulled the corners of his lips, still calm and composed, as if he had already expected that his unique move would be conquered.

But for the audience, it is equivalent to refreshing the world view.

Conan was stunned for a while: "What happened just now?"

Amuro was sitting next to him, still sorting out the used racket strings. Hearing this, he looked at the little detective with a smile in his eyes.

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" When he said this, he naturally lowered his voice, as if lost in memory, "I went to the competition of these junior high school students before, and it was called the golden age at that time. I'm afraid it was A lot of pros would be ashamed of themselves in front of them."

"Such an exaggeration?" Conan tilted his head, feeling unimaginable.

"What are the special effects?" Amuro unscrewed the water bottle calmly, "There was a kid before, who was not tall, but the tennis he played was enough to destroy the world."

"..."

As expected of zero intelligence work.

Conan blushed slightly.

Was it because of his love for tennis that attracted him, or because of his destruction of the world, which attracted the attention of relevant departments?

Conan knew that Amuro was busy recently, so he only asked Fujian to pass on a few "hints", and did not communicate directly with him beforehand. He was quite surprised when he saw Suzuki Sonoko greet him enthusiastically.

He explained: I have been working too much recently, and I want to relax.

Seems perfectly reasonable too.

Baigan is used to acting alone, and Amuro finally chose to appear as himself, probably not to let "Bourbon" cooperate with him, but it is hard to say whether the organization arranged for him to come to support him.

Conan felt a little headache.

He wouldn't be so tired all the time if they all sat down and had a good exchange of messages.But there is no way, whether it is the Japanese police or the FBI, they all have their own style of doing things, and they are all proud people.

From Jiang Gu Ling's standpoint, it is indeed difficult for him to trust outsiders.And the FBI did take the police's incompetence into consideration in many cases.

Although they have a common enemy, they are not real teammates after all. Conan also finds it unimaginable for them to sit down and communicate with each other calmly.

In contrast, he is more willing to choose to cooperate with Song Xueguang.

She is willing to confess her prophet, sincerely.Even though there are some weird forces hidden behind their team, at least Songxue will never deliberately conceal relevant information on the case.

Conan subconsciously looked across, but couldn't find anyone.

Suddenly, a black figure approached, and when he raised his head, he smiled brightly at Uesara Masaki: "Is Conan looking for that Ms. Matsuyuki? She seems to have gone back to the hotel."

"Ah, oh..." He smiled dryly, "Sister Shiliang, are you getting too close?"

"Because I'm also very interested in what you guys met on the Jacqueline—" She patted Conan on the shoulder generously, her eyes sparkling, "They are all colleagues, take me to get to know each other !"

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Fumi Marui thought about it for a long time, but he was still not at ease. He said that he would go back and check the room again, lock the doors and windows to prevent suspicious elements from breaking in, or hide in the corner of the room and wait for a sneak attack in the middle of the night.

Songxue walked towards the hotel together with him, and said half-jokingly: "It's good to have such a sense of prevention. Places with rich people will most likely attract thieves."

"Really." He touched his arm, seemed to feel a little cold, and frowned, "I'm not afraid of thieves, but with our deputy minister here, who dares to come here. I'm just afraid--"

Marui paused: "What if the gangster has a gun?"

Songxue looked at a group of patrolling security guards passing by, but did not answer.

The room was allocated very early, and the luggage was delivered to the door by a special person at the time of check-in.

At that time, Songxue was still observing the environment of the entire resort, and didn't have time to take a look. The key card was in his pocket, and it didn't come in handy until then.

The VIP area where they live is all small villas. First, they swipe their cards to enter the villa area, and then follow the signs on the door card to find the corresponding residence.

The door card in Marui's hand is the same as Yukimura's, both are sun marks, only the specific room number is different.

The two walked to the courtyard gate of the villa, and there were two signs in front of them, with "Sunbird" written on the left and "Moonlight Song" written on the right, which matched the small characters on their door cards.

"It doesn't look like a bird..." Marui muttered, waved to her, and then swiped their cards to enter the door.

Songxue followed the room number to find the second floor, and placed her suitcase at the door of Room 203, and the side was already empty. Apparently, Atobe and the others had already come and put the suitcase in.

Swipe the card all the way in, and when you arrive at a separate room, besides the key card, there is a small electronic screen next to it. The first time you swipe the card, you need to set a digital password and enter your fingerprints.

After entering, the next time you open the door, you can choose one of the password and fingerprint, plus the door card to pass.

Security measures for this sake, it seems quite reliable.

Songxue breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, and pushed the suitcase in.

This time, there is no need for a key card. After the door is opened, the light in the hallway automatically turns on, and then there is the sound of the air conditioner running.

Songxue looked around.

Rather than a room, it is more like a small suite, with a living room and a separate bedroom. The living room has a sofa, a dining table, and a fully open kitchenette.

She turned around from the inside to the outside, and was once again shocked by the style of the local tyrants.

She always felt that she wasn't working on a case recently, but came here to eat, drink, and live...

Songxue pushed the suitcase through the middle of the corridor, and was about to open the closet, hesitated for a moment, looked at the light in the room, turned around and opened the curtains.

There was a slight sound behind him.

She almost had goosebumps, her hand was already grabbing the curtain and was about to pull it away, but her wrist was grabbed from behind, and then the other hand wrapped around her shoulder and covered her mouth.

With a bang, she was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, and her breath collided with the slightly shaking curtains, extremely hurried.

Songxue couldn't see what was going on behind her, and she didn't dare to act rashly. She only knew that the man was very strong, and easily grabbed her wrists and clasped them together. Using her body advantage, she was pressed to death, leaving almost no room for her to move.

The lights in the entrance hall were far away, and the room was very dim. She could vaguely see a shadow cast on the curtains, and there were slight breathing sounds other than her own.

There was no doubt that this was the strength and size of a man, and even though he hadn't spoken yet, the heat from the nape of his neck made her shiver.

"I'll make a long story short," the man said, with a soft and calm voice, "Stay in the room at night and don't move around, understand?"

The author has something to say: When staying in a hotel, especially if you live alone, you must first check every corner with your friends, the bottom of the wardrobe, the bed, etc... (Some places are really incomplete.

Don't learn from the heroine, she is taking a risk_(:з」∠)_