Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Megumi Fukuro came to this banquet as a child of a distant relative of Kengo Guzawa.

After all, his current body is just a 12-year-old boy, and he can't directly say that he is a bodyguard or male waiter hired by the client. Not to mention, no one will believe it. They will not hesitate to be accused of employing child labor, and their reputation and image will be in jeopardy. At the same time, from the perspective of identity, the intention of hiring a child to follow is likely to be distorted.

Kengo Gusawa is a star and the eldest son of the Gusawa Group, so of course, he can't fall into this trap.

After entering the banquet hall, Fu Heihui kept a distance from the client and began to move freely.

——The purpose is to be vigilant and ensure that there are no hidden spells placed in advance in the banquet hall.

Hui has been in touch with Shier, so he can be sure that the curse master is still under Shier's surveillance.

The cursing master is far away from this hotel, and Shi Er has already been eyeing him, counting the time, even if he pays attention to the passers-by around him, he should have already started to act by now.

The curse master, who didn't even dare to show his face and hid everywhere, couldn't escape the palm of that heaven and tyrant.

Therefore, Fu Heihui now only needs to wait for Shier's news, and after confirming that there are no pre-placed spells around that can automatically release the seal, this order can be successfully completed.

By the way, today is already Sunday.

Fu Heihui remembered something important, his steps paused, and his expression froze.

...His review letter and guarantee letter have not yet been written.

It's too late to go home after the banquet. He shouldn't be staying up all night, right?

No, there is nothing wrong with staying up all night. If you can't write it all night, you will be in trouble.

Fu Heihui sighed with a headache in his heart, and patiently walked along every corner of the banquet hall while paying attention to the employer's position. He was concentrating on sensing the foul smell, opened his eyes calmly, and looked away from the people around him. Carefully and comprehensively scanned the items, and on the way even grabbed an elementary school student who almost slipped and fell onto the table.

After a lap, I didn't find the breath of the cursed object, nor did I find anything suspicious.

Of course, if there is nothing, this is undoubtedly the best result.

After all, there are too many people in the banquet hall. If something happens, it is almost impossible not to implicate other people.

Suddenly, Fu Heihui's cell phone in his pocket vibrated.

He looked at the client's location, then walked to an empty corner, took out his phone, and turned on the screen.

is a text message.

Sent by Shir.

[It's done. ]

Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and he replied the text message, [Got it, everything is normal on my side, I'll talk to the client first, and we'll meet again after the banquet is over. ]

[No, I will send a message to that guy saying, Hui, stay away from that client. ]

Shier's second message came quickly.

[…? ] This sentence was a bit abrupt, Hui was taken aback, and sent a question mark.

[Don't worry about it so much, in short, stay away, let that thing not die before you get the reward, I'll go there right away. ]

The language used already seemed a little irritable, and the other party's disgust could be felt across the screen.

The black-haired and blue-eyed boy tilted his head in confusion, but didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, we'll meet each other in a while, and it won't be too late to make it clear when the time comes.

The banquet continued.

However, it was less than 5 minutes after Fu Heihui finished exchanging text messages with Shier.

pop-

The crisp sound of the goblet falling to the ground and the startled breathing of several women attracted everyone's attention.

Fu Heihui also followed the voice and looked over. On the left side of the center, a gentle woman in a red dress with her long hair curled up suddenly covered her mouth and nose and fell to the ground.She was panting violently, her eyes trembling, and the exquisite leather handbag fell to the side, the buttons burst open, and the cash and several cards slipped out.

"Miss!? Are you okay?"

The waiter quickly walked over to confirm the situation.

The middle-aged man next to the woman stepped forward, bent down to help her up, shook his head at the waiter, then frowned and looked at the woman in his arms, and said in a very flat tone: "It's okay, it's just old It's just a bug."

The woman recovered by herself, coughed a few times, nestled in the middle-aged man's arms, smiled gently and apologetically, then turned her head and apologized to the others, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well. Well, occasionally it will become like this because of breathing problems, which will cause trouble for you."

"Do you want to take a break?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked her.

"Well, it's fine..."

"Then let the waiter take you up. There is your room upstairs. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

The soft-looking female personality also seems to be very docile, she nodded silently, picked up the handbag she had dropped on the ground, and stuffed the card that had slipped out indiscriminately, without even checking, she walked away in a hurry the banquet hall.

This little incident was quickly forgotten, and the banquet of the upper class continued.

"Aren't they a couple?" Mao Lilan pulled Yuanzi in surprise, "Why does his wife not feel well, but the man who is the husband doesn't show any concern? It's too chilling."

"Couple? They're not a couple."

Suzuki Sonoko curled her lips when she heard the words, "Well, that man just now is a well-known playboy in the circle, and the female partner he brings to each banquet is different. That woman should be just his new lover recently."

"Huh??" Mao Lilan covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice: "Love, lover? That super beautiful woman who looks like Yamato Nadeko? She doesn't look like that at all!"

"Who knows." Yuanzi shrugged, "People can't just look at the appearance."

After hearing the exclamation just now, Conan, who ran over reflexively to check the situation, twitched his lips. He looked down at the back of the woman leaving, and suddenly frowned.

"Mitsuhiko, Genta, Conan—"

Ayumi's voice came from behind, interrupting Conan's thinking. He turned his head and looked at Ayumi squatting next to a table, as if looking at something.

She lifted the tablecloth.

"Wow, what are you doing, Ayumi?" Mitsuhiko trotted behind the little girl, tried to cover her up, and then whispered, "If you go under the table, you will be lectured by adults, okay?"

"But, I just seemed to see something slipping over."

Ayumi got under the table and grabbed something, she looked at it, and quickly got out again.

"Look!" Ayumi spread her hands, revealing what she found.

It is a very small and very old necklace.

Yuan Tai: "Is it something from that big sister just now?"

Ayumi nodded, "It seems that it fell out of her bag, but it was blocked by the table, so I didn't see it."

"It looks like it can be opened here?" Mitsuhiko suddenly pointed to the end of the pendant on the necklace.

Conan also walked over, and he watched Mitsuhiko open the pendant with his hands.

Two photos are hidden on the left and right under the thin pendant.

One is an intimate photo of the gentle woman just now when she was younger, and a not-so-handsome but very good-looking young man.

The other one is a group photo of a more mature woman smiling brightly and snuggling up to the man, who is holding a small girl who looks only five or six years old in his arms, a family of three

That girl looks very similar to a gentle woman, especially those beautiful eyes.

But it is different from the seemingly gentle mother.

The little girl seems to have a cheerful personality, with a bright smile like a sunflower.

"Is it a photo with your family...?"

Conan muttered strangely.

Only the photo of a man and a woman together was taken a long time ago, and it can be seen from their appearance that the person on it is much younger.

The other photo of a family of three is different, it is very new, and it seems that it has not been more than half a year old. After all, the appearance of the woman in the photo is almost the same as the current person. It is obvious that this is a recent photo.

But this is very strange.

This necklace looks like it has been around for a while, but it is not worn out. It can be seen that it has been well cared for. The people in the photo have a sweet smile, and they look like a very loving couple and their lovely children.

But why is that woman now being someone else's lover?

Broken relationship?It wouldn't be like this in such a short period of time, after all, there are still children.

Ayumi took back the necklace from Mitsuhiko, and closed the open pendant.

"Let's go and return this necklace to that big sister just now." Ayumi held the necklace tightly with both hands, and looked at her companion seriously: "This must be a very important thing, that big sister's health is not good, If she finds out that she's gone, she might be too anxious for something to happen... She's only been away for a while, so she might be able to catch up with her now!"

Ayumi said so, and looked at them expectantly, and the boys detective team would naturally not refuse.

In fact, just hand over the necklace to the hotel management, and they will send someone to deliver it.

It's just that Conan always felt that something was wrong, and the obvious contradiction between the photo on the necklace and the woman just now made him a little concerned.

And the farce just now... Respiratory disease?

No, the recovery was a bit too fast, and the speed of leaving was not right. Compared with a pathological disease, it was more like a short-term psychological dyspnea caused by some blow.

Anyway, he was idle in the banquet hall, so Conan simply decided to act according to his curiosity.

"But we don't even know which room she lives in, right? This hotel has 28 floors!"

"It's okay, look." Conan pointed to the elevator next door, and the number on the display screen changed all the way to the 25th floor and then stopped, "This hotel is reserved, and there are no other guests except the banquet hall. Only that woman came out of the lobby, so her room should be on the 25th floor."

"But how do you know which room you're in?"

Conan took the lead into the elevator, jumped up and pressed the 25th floor, and casually explained to the children behind him, "Look at the display screen at the door of the room, the banquet has not started for long, right? Although there is a room for the guests to rest, But there shouldn’t be many people going back at this point in time, if there are people in the room, the sign [Please ring the doorbell] will light up on the display screen, so it shouldn’t be difficult to find.”

"I see--"

As if playing a detective game again, the children were very excited.

And the other end.

Guzawa Kengo, who was refreshed by the good news from Fuheshier, received the email not long after the woman left.

It rang five times in a row before it stopped.

He took out his mobile phone in confusion, and while muttering who sent so many messages to disturb people's leisure, he clicked on the screen.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze for an instant after seeing the content of the email, and then his expression became extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Above is the photo.

Of the five emails, the first four are all photos, lovely photos of children.

There are boys and girls, the youngest is only five years old, and the oldest is 12 years old, all of them are exquisite and beautiful.

The last email didn't have a photo, but an attachment and a short sentence.

[Do you think I have a video in my hand?

Please come to the roof within 10 minutes, Mr. Furusawa. ]

"What's the matter? Guzawa-kun?" The rich lady who was still chatting with him looked at his sudden ugly expression strangely, and asked softly.

"No, it's nothing." Guzawa Kengo forced a smile, "I'm not feeling well, I want to take a rest."

Having said that, the handsome star walked towards the corner.

He clicked on the attachment, which contained screenshots of the video.

The screen shot made him completely black.

Guzawa Kengo deleted all the emails with a grim expression, then gritted his teeth, looked up and looked around, and was relieved after making sure that no one noticed him. He slowly stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and paused in place. After a pause, he quickly walked out of the banquet hall angrily.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, he stopped, and waved to Fu Heihui who was following him from afar.

Fu Heihui came over, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to go upstairs...you come here." The client said in a hoarse voice, "You are short of money, right? There may be a chance for you to earn extra money later."

Fu Heihui: "..."

I always feel that it is not a good thing.

Fu Heihui looked at him with a frown, but he didn't refuse. After all, he really had to protect the life of this foul-mouthed and selfish guy before the entrustment money arrived.

The two got on the elevator and pressed the button for the 28th floor on the top floor.