Protect our prophets

This delicate atmosphere continued until dinner.

In fact, Songxue didn't understand what was so arguable about.Of course, others may be influenced by public opinion and be deceived by the acting skills of the two ministers in the Ayanokouji case—although she doesn’t think their acting skills are perfect—but they themselves will not.

At most, it's just a friendship in war, as for the situation of "jealousy"?

Of course, she is very grateful for their concern, and admits that compared with these teenagers, she is indeed much thinner.But correspondingly, her sense of crisis is also stronger.Coupled with the hotel's key card system, it is basically enough to deal with ordinary people.

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses and said calmly, "I have another way."

"what?"

"You change rooms with me."

"..."

She sighed: "I'm not an MT, I really don't attract such hatred."

Songxue couldn't figure it out, so she threw a look at Ren Zu for help.

Sufficiently comprehending, she nodded to her, and she took advantage of the opportunity to sit opposite him with the dinner plate.

They came early, there were not many people in the restaurant, and the seats were chosen randomly.

The location of Ninzuxuan is very good. With the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a large lake outside the restaurant. There are green mountains in the distance, and clouds and smoke are curling up, maybe it is the mist rising from the mouth of the hot spring.

"How about it, have you discussed about changing the room?" Ninzuzu gracefully picked up the knife and fork, and went to cut the steak on the plate.

He spoke in a Buddhist tone, he didn't seem to care about how his room would be disposed of in the end, he just wanted to know the final result - that is, where did he sleep tonight?

It is still a bit troublesome to pack up the luggage and move to another place.

"I suggest that they make the floor together." Songxue said.

With a click, I endured enough to cut the knife to the plate.

He was choked by the saliva, coughed again and again, withdrew his hand to block in front of him, and raised his head after recovering from his breath, his eyes were full of respect: "That's unnecessary?"

"Just kidding. It's not as dangerous as they thought." She shook her head.

The werewolf didn't know that he was defined as a "werewolf" at all, and naturally he didn't know the existence of the prophet.But since he is a criminal, he will definitely be wary of detectives and policemen.

As long as she doesn't act like she knows them well, according to Ye Zi's words, she will be fine.

Renzu didn't understand: "Yes, Mr. Sakai has invited so many guests, and you are not the only detective, like the few over there—"

He raised his chin, and Songxue turned his head to look over, and saw Shiliang who was diagonally opposite smiling and waving to this side, and several other people also nodded politely.

She suddenly had an idea.

……

"What, burglary?" Suzuki Sonoko opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth and controlled his voice in time, but still showed a very nervous expression, "The boss must be notified of this kind of thing—"

Shiliang stopped him: "No, I'm not sure yet."

"It's not up to the point of robbery..." Songxue also tried to explain.

"With so many layers of security locks, how could it be possible for outsiders to sneak into the girls' room?" Yuanzi frowned, and suddenly sneered, "Hmph, maybe it was done by insiders. This kind of hooligan who is motivated by sex should be Let Lan go and beat him up!"

Mao Lilan, however, thought more about it, probably because she saw that Zhuma had solved many cases, and she was influenced by her ears and eyes, and she seemed to be thinking deeply: "Maybe, it is the relevant personnel in the case that Ms. Songxue investigated before. Seeing her here, I thought I was being targeted. It’s on, so you issued a warning on purpose?”

Shiliang pondered and looked at Songxue: "So, you want to move in and live with me?"

She nodded.

The black-haired girl quickly raised a smile: "That's great, we can have a good communication!"

"By the way, where did Mr. Okiya go?" Sonoko raised his head and looked around, "There was no one in his room just now, and he didn't come to the restaurant..."

"It seems that Mr. Amuro is not here." Mao Lilan stopped her chopsticks, tilted her head slightly, and said with emotion, "These adults are more independent than Conan."

Conan: "..."

He had been sitting quietly eating beside him, feeling very innocent.

"Yeah, anyway, you can't miss dinner." Yuanzi sighed maturely, "Can't wait to enjoy the hot spring?"

Hot springs!How did she forget?

Songxue shuddered and stopped moving.

Conan asked sharply, "What's wrong?"

"They haven't come back so late, have they encountered a case..." She showed a difficult smile.

Several people were slightly stunned.

It seems, very likely.

Shiliang was the first to put down his bowl.

She ordered ramen, and she ate it the fastest. She wiped her mouth and said, "I'm done eating, let's go and have a look first."

Reminded by intuition, she was very interested in those two people.

Songxue looked at the few mouthfuls of spaghetti left, and put the fork back decisively: "Together."

"Don't you want dessert?" Yuanzi asked hurriedly, but Lan held her arm and shook her head.

"Aren't you familiar with the tempers of these detectives?" She smiled, knowing that Conan followed without turning around, and said calmly, "Let's pack some cakes and take them home."

Looking at the open-air hot spring bath, Amuro sighed silently.

He really just wants to relax and spend a few days on vacation...

On the left is Miss A from a consortium she just met, tugging at his arm and whimpering: "It's terrible, Mr. Amuro, there's a lot of blood!"

On the right, Mr. B, who is also the CFO of a certain company, wears glasses and looks like an elite, comforting his friends softly: "Please forgive me."

Henggou came out of the smoky hot spring pool and looked at the people in front of him: "Were all the people in the public area here when the incident happened?"

"Yes, Police Department."

When Songxue and the others arrived, police officer Henggou had already obtained everyone's testimony, but he still looked up and down Toru Amuro with suspicious eyes.

"So, you just met these gentlemen and ladies today?"

"Yes." Amuro's cooperation did not alleviate the other party's doubts.

"That's strange," Henggou said slowly, "the first time you met, the two young ladies fought because of you, even..."

He looked coldly at the flowing pool at his feet, and frowned fiercely.

The blood on the ground was almost washed away, but maybe it was a psychological effect, they still felt that the water in the pool was red.

Amuro's smile froze slightly, Police Officer Henggou stared at him with stern eyes, and several male friends who were walking with the deceased also looked at him vigilantly.As if he was a little boy playing tricks among rich women to cheat money

——Tsk, it makes him seem very white.

He said helplessly: "Mr. Police Officer, I just made it very clear. I was just helping the lady pick up the dropped bath towel at the door, and I heard some gentlemen talking about Qiu Ming's new work... In fact, I Not familiar with them."

Henggou was noncommittal, turned to the group of men and women, his sharp eyes swept over everyone's face.

"There are so many pools in this hot spring area, why did you choose this one?"

Miss A, who was holding Amuro's arm, snorted: "I said that this place is not good, the curtains are too airtight, Xiaoyou insisted on coming, but... who knows what will happen?"

Several gentlemen also nodded in embarrassment, and they all proved it.

Taking advantage of their distraction, Amuro carefully got rid of Miss A's hand and withdrew. When he turned his head, he saw a few people behind the curtain poking their heads out and winking at him.

"Why are you here?"

He subconsciously wrapped the towel around his waist tightly, and said calmly, "Well, wait a moment, I'll go and change..."

Shiliang's eyes flicked over the blonde man's abdominal muscles, showing appreciation, but soon her attention was attracted by the busy policeman by the bathtub: "Hey, have we cooperated with this police department before?"

But Songxue was busy replying messages from several friends, unable to take care of herself, which made Amuro slightly relieved.

Only Conan raised the corners of his lips teasingly: "It seems that accidental luck has something to do with the murder case. You are indeed Mr. Amuro."

"...don't make fun of me."

Amuro quickly came out of the dressing room, put on a loose T-shirt, and Conan was waiting at the door.

"Mr. Amuro came alone?"

"Well, I want to relax, so I just take a walk. I didn't expect—" Anshi paused, "What's the matter, who are you still looking for?"

Conan shook his head: "Nothing."

Amuro smiled knowingly: "Oh, is that man gone too?"

"Everyone is here for vacation." Conan replied in a roundabout way, avoiding his gaze tactfully, "Who is the deceased?"

"The young lady of a company that works with Mr. Sakai." Amuro said, "When we found her, she was covered in blood, but she was drowned... Isn't it strange?"

"Drowning?" Songxue put down the phone, raised her head, a little surprised, "She should have come in with you?"

"Well, but not together."

Amuro looked at the people on the opposite side.

Except for Ms. A who was wearing a coat, the men didn't even have time to put on their clothes. They were wrapped in bath towels in front of the police officer.

In this hot spring area, each pool is not big and is suitable for family use. The pools are divided by plastic curtains and plants such as Chlorophytum.

The relationship between the deceased and Ms. A was not good, and the two were obviously unwilling to get together.The men were chatting on the other side, but they didn't hear any movement. The fog here was thick, and the sight a few meters away was blurry and unclear.

Until Ms. A got up slowly, wrapped in a bath towel and wanted to strike up a conversation with Mr. Amuro, when she suddenly saw the pool at her feet glowing with blood...

"If she was stabbed but didn't make a sound, she lost consciousness very early," Shiliang said.

"Even if it's suicide, there's no need to stab yourself in advance." Songxue added.

"So, the murderer is someone who can quietly approach the deceased in the hot spring pool without arousing her alertness..." Conan paused, looked at Amuro, and smiled slightly, "Among those few people, there should be someone who kept an affair with the deceased. relationship seeker?"

This is similar to Amuro's judgment.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope I can make it to dinner after the case is over."

……

After sending the police away, Conan squatted down beside the emptied hot spring pool, his expression solemn.

"Is it a temporary idea?"

Shiliang was slightly puzzled, but Songxue knew immediately that he was asking himself.

"It should have nothing to do with them." She replied, "We met the owner of the hotel when we were eating, whether it was Sakai or the people around him, it was normal."

"What's normal?" Shiliang couldn't help asking.

Songxue gave her an explaining look, and continued: "I was negligent, and only limited the scope to some people in the hot spring villa."

Conan shook his head: "There are so many guests attending the opening ceremony, it's impossible for you to observe them all."

Song Xue was silent.

"One more thing." She said slowly, a little "Actually, I just saw..."

Conan raised his head abruptly, and before she could finish speaking, a terrifying guess appeared in his mind.

His face changed: "Mr. Anshi?"