capitalist in famous detective

Chapter 190 What does your detective matter have to do with me, the president?
The next day, everyone in the tour group waited in the restaurant from dinner time to early morning with their answer sheets.

But the hotel owner wearing a Sherlock Holmes COS suit still didn't show up.

Everyone gradually couldn't stand it any longer and went back to their rooms to rest.Only Conan, who is obsessed with the first version of Blood Study, Toba Ken, the president of the University Mystery Research Society, and his girlfriend Ayako Ogi are left.

Two of them really had some hope in the appearance of the innkeeper, and the other one simply wanted to see the results of his crime.

In addition to these three people, the only ones left behind are Hattori, who has a certain interest in Conan, and Shirakawa, who chose to watch the show between watching the show and gathering energy.

Shirakawa actually considered whether to save the hotel owner. After all, this guy didn't break the law, he was just a relatively poor fan fiction writer, and the result was a mistake in the faces of fans of the original work.

If this was a normal world, the two sides would at most start a scolding war on a certain blog or a certain book. But Nai and this place are rice flowers, and the unlucky hotel owner was raped and killed by climbing over the tower.

It's not difficult to save the boss, you just need to save the person before the murderer strikes.

But what makes Bai Chuan difficult is that he can never find a suitable reason.

The hotel owner does not live with the rest of the tour group, and he is here simply as a guardian. He is not a Sherlock Holmes fan, and he has no interaction with the hotel owner at all.

Even if the person is really saved, the subsequent explanation will be a big problem.

So Baichuan finally chose to leave everything to luck.

He made excuses to go out three times last night, and each time he would go to the hotel owner's room to investigate. If he happened to encounter a murderer, he would take advantage of the opportunity to stop him. If he didn't, he would pretend nothing happened.

The final result also proved that the boss was indeed unlucky.

"What is that? The innkeeper's car?" Just when Hattori Heiji yawned for the 521st time, Toba Kento suddenly pointed out the window and exclaimed.

Everyone who was still waiting in the restaurant turned their heads and saw a car speeding faster and faster in the rain.

"Why hasn't he stopped? There's a cliff ahead!"

When Hattori and Conan heard this, they were shocked at the same time, opened the window and jumped out.

The two ran wildly to catch up with the accelerating vehicle and tried their best to stop it, but in the end they were unable to stop it and watched the vehicle fall straight off the cliff.

As the fire broke out under the cliff, the people who had just rested in the hotel gathered one after another and watched in silence as the fire gradually extinguished under the cliff.

In order not to give away the first edition of Blood Study, why do you do this?

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

With a crisp collision, Hattori and Conan, who were studying the rut marks, collided directly with each other, covering their foreheads and screaming in pain.

Bai Chuan took the opportunity to grab a handful on each of their heads and was in a good mood.

Does it sound good?What sounds good is a good head.

"It's too dark, I can't see anything!" Conan complained softly, covering his forehead.

He completely didn't notice that Hattori Heiji's eyes were getting more and more uncomfortable.

If I remember correctly, the last time I was looking for clues at the diplomat's home, it was this little devil who bumped into him.

One time may be a coincidence, but two times in a row are coincidences?And he seemed to have seen the excited look in this child's eyes when he saw the corpse somewhere!
One is observant and the other is completely unprepared.Conan just looked for clues in front of Hattori carelessly, completely unaware that there were only a few hours left before his identity was exposed.

When the fire under the cliff was completely extinguished, everyone returned to the hotel one after another. No longer caring about the so-called rules of the game, they began to rummage in the boss's private cabin.

The safe in the boss's room was pried open, and the first version of Scarlet Research had disappeared. Also missing was the mobile phone confiscated the day before yesterday to prevent cheating.

Within a few minutes, the companion who checked the garage brought even more bad news: all the vehicles in the garage had their fuel tanks damaged, and now they can only be sold as scrap metal by the pound.

In other words, they were completely trapped in this hotel deep in the mountains!

Bai Chuan glanced at Conan. As a prophet who had long known that mobile phones would be lost, what he handed over was just a second-hand iron lump. The real mobile phone was still in his arms, but he had no intention of taking it out.

Conan also has an earring-shaped mobile phone. Someone's identity is about to be exposed anyway, so why not expose it completely?

After receiving the signal from Shirakawa's eyes, Conan returned to the room and dug out Dr. Agasa's little invention, dialed the alarm number, and got a good answer.

"The police officer said that there was a collapse somewhere nearby, and cars are temporarily unable to get through. It is estimated that it will take another seven or eight hours to clear the road."

"So now we have to be alone with the murderer???" A rich aunt had a look of horror on her face, her courage was completely inversely proportional to her size.

"I find it quite interesting." Baichuan shrugged, "Look, deep in the mountains and forests, unable to communicate with the outside world, no one can leave, and the murderer is among the crowd, isn't this a perfect Blizzard Villa model!

How ironic that a group of Sherlock Holmes fans got together and ended up with a classic Agatha Christie case! "

After Bai Chuan said this, he immediately felt a gaze like a steel knife locked on his back.

He didn't need to guess to know that this person was definitely the murderer, an illegitimate fan who was crazy about happiness and banged against the wall for happiness.

"Detective, do you know who the murderer is?" Kento Toba's girlfriend Ayako Oki approached Hattori Heiji and asked quietly.

"No."

Hattori Heiji shook his head. He had already guessed how the murderer killed the hotel owner and then allowed him to control the vehicle. He also roughly understood that this was a cover-up designed by the murderer to create an alibi for himself.

But there were no fewer than ten people in the entire hotel who could use such techniques, and there was no way to determine the real murderer.

"That's right!" After hearing that the detective boy didn't solve the mystery, Oki Ayako felt obviously better.

She elegantly lit a lady's cigarette, took a deep drag, and looked at Hattori Heiji provocatively, "I already know who the murderer is, and I have decisive evidence.

I'll give you 10 minutes. If you don't want me to reveal your identity in public, you'd better confess your guilt! "

After saying that, she held her head high and left the hotel owner's room with arrogant steps.

"Ayako, now is not the time to act alone!" Toba Kento looked at his girlfriend leaving alone and hurriedly chased after her.

Watching the two people leaving, Conan frowned in thought.

Judging from Oki Ayako's tone and demeanor, she is definitely not bluffing, but actually has some key evidence. But what is this key?

He was somewhat bald and tugged on Bai Chuan's sleeve, "Brother Bai Chuan, have you found any new clues?"

"Me?" Bai Chuan pointed at himself in surprise, "What does your detective matter have to do with me, the president of the company?"

(End of this chapter)