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Just ask, a person, going abroad for the first time, the destination is France, the capital of romance.

Logically speaking, the normal process should be to linger in places of interest and find love in foreign countries.

Either way, not like me.

Search all over the world for a man you can't find.

The smuggled car business is not in a hurry, so I chose to find out the whereabouts of Ango Sakaguchi first.

The last time Ango Sakaguchi communicated was a hotel.

"Do you have any impression of the occupants of this room?"

After I asked many staff members, finally someone was willing to answer my question.

She was a beautiful, blond, blue-eyed French woman who looked to be in her twenties, spoke fluent Japanese, and was well dressed.

She said that the man with an oriental face lived in the room for half a year, leaving early and returning late every day. Some people in the hotel speculated that Ango Sakaguchi was a local office worker on a business trip.

Ango Sakaguchi checked out three days ago, and the room was cleaned up by the staff.

The woman who called herself Fanny Caroline exchanged contact information with me, said she could call her, and then left.

Is this the first time I've been accosted?

Holding the idea of ​​"what if there are any clues", I settled on this room, the room is on the sunny side of the seventh floor, the presidential suite.

The port mafia will be reimbursed anyway.

I groped around in the corners that the hotel staff couldn't clean, but there was nothing, and there were no hidden compartments on the floor or ceiling.

Feeling dizzy, I came to the window and opened the curtains. The floor-to-ceiling windows of this store are very beautifully made, but...

I looked at the opposite building, another hotel.

It's really a good spot for sniper surveillance.

Generally speaking, when people from the other world book a room, the top floor that cannot be monitored is the best choice, not the middle floor.

And it is the middle layer of this sunny side.

As far as I could see, there was a park beyond the shady room.

So is it intentional?

Deliberately choose a room that is convenient to be watched?

I bent down to guess the best surveillance direction of the opposite building, but I saw a fingerprint on the window with sharp eyes.

I attached my hand to it. The height of the fingerprint made me stand awkwardly. I squatted down lightly, and my eyes happened to meet several rooms in the opposite hotel.

Is that where the surveillance personnel guessed by Ango Sakaguchi are located?

Did Ango Sakaguchi come to Europe to discuss business or to steal state secrets? ? ?

After writing down the floors and order, I rushed to the opposite hotel.

After learning that those rooms were also quite expensive suites, I touched my wallet.

I decided to go back and pick the lock with Osamu Dazai.

Mori Ogai, it should be reimbursed, right?

I don't think so, so I simply gave up the idea of ​​fixing those houses together.

In order to make myself look harmless, I put on a beige trench coat early on, dressed myself like a student traveling, and carried a backpack, which contained all my belongings.

Computer, wallet, two boxes of scalpels, some bread and two bottles of juice.

I went to the front desk, took out the electronic translator I bought, and said to the lady at the front desk: "I am the assistant of a private detective who is here to investigate a case. I can see the records of the residents in the five rooms on the fifth and sixth floors. ?"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed young lady looked dubious, but my dress and conversation, plus my oriental face, made her very fond of it. She took the translator and typed on it: "Can you show me the detective's ID? A guest from the East .”

Ah, it's great to be able to speak Japanese.

I continued my choreography, shook my head slightly, and showed my innocence: "I'm just an assistant, helping Mr. Detective to find out the news, can you do me a favor, we have been tracking down that criminal for a long time, just look at the reservation records Well, no need to divulge private information."

Maybe I do look like the assistant of Detective Dongfang, the young lady was defeated by my prayer.

After checking the five rooms, I targeted the second room on the sixth floor, which was booked by Ango Sakaguchi on the same day. The single male booked a week's rent, which fits the status of a monitor or a sniper.

The trouble is, the other party didn't check out.

"Thank you very much. When the prisoner is caught, the people who were killed will thank you." After thanking you, I walked upstairs to the hotel.

As for how to enter the room without a room card, of course some mafia methods were used.

I followed the hotel cleaner to the studio and stole his universal room card.

I can't help but sigh, illegal means are easy to use.

I came to the door of the room, knocked on the door, but no one responded, so I took out the universal room card, opened the door, sent out a puppet to explore the way, and walked in after making sure that there was no one inside.

The room was tidy with signs of being used and half eaten takeaway on the table.

On the whole, there is nothing unusual about the room, except... the curtains in the room facing Ango Sakaguchi were drawn.

There is no dust on the window, and the distance from which the dust disappears is just the width of a telescope or a sniper rifle.

After looking around, my eyes fell on the air vent on the ceiling of the living room. If you want to monitor and hide things, the air vent is a good choice.

It's just that the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room have no curtains, and there is a perfect sniper spot on the opposite side of the building, if the watcher is also being watched.

Step on the stool to check the air vents. With your hands raised and your whole body exposed, if there is a sniper in the opposite hotel, the person standing on the chair will die.

But what does this have to do with my "Necromancer"?

He raised his hand and released the supernatural body in the white cloak, and asked him to move the stool and step on the stool to check the vents. Sure enough, there was something.

There was a crisp sound of glass shattering, and a bullet hit the supernatural body's thigh.

I hid in a blind spot, watched the supernatural body hit the ground by the force of the sniper bullet, and silently thought about what was going on with this mission given by Mori Ogai.

Ango Sakaguchi was being watched, and the person watching Ango Sakaguchi was also being watched. Both Ango Sakaguchi and the person watching him disappeared, and the sniper rifle of the watcher had not been withdrawn.

However, it can be simply speculated that there are currently three waves of forces emerging from the water.

The first is Ango Sakaguchi, the second is Ango Sakaguchi's collaborator, and the third is the organization that Ango Sakaguchi messed with.

So Ango Sakaguchi is definitely not here to talk about smuggling cars.

The owner of this room is probably a collaborator of Ango Sakaguchi.

The reason for guessing that Ango Sakaguchi has collaborators is because Ango Sakaguchi would live in such a dangerous room as an intelligence officer, probably on purpose, because it is convenient to be monitored and gain the trust of collaborators.

When the ability body was brought to the ground by the force of the sniper bullet belt, it brought down the thing hidden in the vent and threw it to my feet. I bent down to pick it up.

is a gray password box.

I have seen such a box, both inside and out are extremely flammable velvet, if the password is entered incorrectly twice, the internal device will be activated, causing combustion and a small explosion.

It is impossible to break open violently. Inside the outer iron sheet of the box is a mechanical device. Forcibly destroying the box will also cause self-destruction.

A box that requires a password to open.

Sakaguchi gave the box to his collaborators before fleeing.

Then, the identity of the sniper can be roughly determined, it is a third-party organization.

They found the box, but they didn't have the password, so they put the box back where it was, and arranged for snipers to fish, aiming at the legs, was it to catch them alive and torture them?

Fortunately, I am a "necromancer", and I have a heart before taking the box.

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Happy third day, because of the epidemic, I am bored at home every day

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