Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Maori Kogoro found that in the video, there were chess, go and shogi in Itakura Taku's room, but the client said that he only brought a laptop and corresponding storage devices.

Looking at the layout of Itakura Taku's room, it is obvious that it is not a small hotel. There is a high probability that these three chess pieces are borrowed from the hotel.

And after staying in the hotel for a week, he borrowed three completely different chess pieces. The hotel waiters will definitely be impressed by such guests.

So Maori Kogoro thought of a stupid but practical way-that is, to call the hotels one by one and pretend to be a guest who borrowed three kinds of chess pieces.

If the waiter knew such a guest, he would know which hotel Itakura Taku lived in, and then get the room number from the waiter, and he could get the place where Itakura Taku lived.

I don't know if it was because of his daughter, the European emperor, that Maori Kogoro made a few calls and got the location of Itakura Taku.

Room 2004 of the Mika Hotel. (Don't ask why we are in Beika Town. It's because of the plot.)

Now that they know the location, they rush over without stopping.

When entering the lobby, Maori Kogoro suddenly thought of something: "Speaking of which, you three are making the same type of game, so you should be competitors, right? Why did you come to commission me at the same time?"

Subei explained: "We saw the video and knew that Mr. Itakura accepted three commissions at the same time."

Soma said: "So we got together to discuss things clearly."

Naito: "So I asked to find Mr. Maori."

Subei said anxiously: "I was the one who said I wanted to commission a detective to find someone!"

Naito shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I was the first to mention Mr. Maori's name."

Soma was not satisfied either: "It was me who called to contact!"

Mauri Kogoro was a little speechless. These three people didn't look like competitors at all. They talked to each other like a crosstalk.

Entering the lobby, Maori Kogoro habitually raised his watch to check the time.

Subei saw his watch and kindly reminded him: "You will be disliked for wearing such a cheap watch later!"

Mouri Kogoro looked at him in confusion.

Naito continued: "Mr. Itakura is very picky about watches."

Soma: "So we all changed to brand-name watches."

Subei: "Are you two wearing real watches?"

Mouri Kogoro lowered his eyes speechlessly. These three people came again and had a long conversation about the authenticity of the watches.

Mouri Kogoro walked into the elevator with a headache and said to Naito who came in last: "Mr. Naito, please press the elevator."

Naito responded, fumbled on the control panel for a while, and pressed the button for the 20th floor.

Conan glanced casually and noticed that he used the Braille on the side of the button to find the floor.

Everyone came to the door of Room 2004, pressed the doorbell, and waited for a while but no one opened the door.

Naito: "He won't go out for dinner, will he?"

Subei: "No way, let's wait here for a while."

Soma: "Now that we know the place, there's no need to rush."

Mouri Kogoro:... You three should stop making game software and go do crosstalk. You will definitely be popular.

At this moment, in the other room, the waiter opened the door for a guest who forgot to bring his key.

Conan took a look, and a plan came to his mind. He ran over and shouted: "Uncle, can you help open my uncle's door too? He seems to have forgotten that we are going to see him today and is out for dinner. He is not in the room."

The waiter showed an embarrassed expression.

"Hurry up!" Conan covered his lower body and jumped up, "I can't hold it anymore!"

A drop of cold sweat fell from the waiter's forehead. He took a look and felt that so many people should not be suspicious, so he helped them open the door.

Conan rushed into the toilet, shouting: "I'm coming out, I'm coming out!"

Everyone entered the room, and Conan came out of the toilet after the door was closed.

Of course, he was pretending to be in a hurry to urinate, just to trick the waiter to open the door for them.

Naito said with some admiration: "Little friend, you are so smart!"

Conan smiled innocently: "If Mr. Itakura comes back and sees so many people waiting for him, he will definitely be scared and run away immediately."

"But little friend, you shouldn't worry about this. Look, Mr. Itakura is just asleep."

Conan looked into the room and saw a person lying on the table motionless, as if he was asleep.

Soma was the first to walk over, pushed Itakura Taku and shouted: "Mr. Itakura, wake up."Naito laughed and made a gesture to wake someone up: "Mr. Itakura, get up! You can't run away!"

However, what everyone didn't expect was that after Soma pushed, Taku Itakura's body tilted and fell to the ground motionless.

"Mr. Itakura?!" Soma was shocked. He didn't use much strength just now? How did he fall to the ground directly?

Maori Kogoro hurriedly stepped forward to check on Taku Itakura, and his expression became serious: "From this look, I'm afraid he has been dead for more than a day."

"How is it possible?!" The three were shocked and looked at Taku Itakura, who had been dead for a long time, with horror.

"I, I'll call the police!" Maori Ran quickly reacted and ran out in a hurry.

Maori Kogoro noticed the medicine bottle on the table, and then saw that Itakura Taku was holding his chest and died. Combined with the video, itakura Taku said that he had a bad heart, guessed: "Mr. Itakura probably died of a sudden heart attack."

Conan squatted down and looked at Itakura Taku carefully, his expression suddenly became serious.

No, Itakura Taku did not die of a heart attack, but was killed by someone!

Conan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. Why, he was just one step away from asking Itakura Taku about the organization, how could he be killed by someone so coincidentally?

He scanned the room unwillingly, and soon found a floppy disk with a "diary" label in Itakura Taku's luggage bag.

Conan's pupils shrank slightly, diary? There might be something about the organization in it!

He walked over uncontrollably and wanted to reach out for the floppy disk, but the next second he flew into the air.

No, he was lifted up by Maori Kogoro by the collar.

"Little brat, don't mess with the things on the scene!" Maori Kogoro scolded, and threw Conan to the side without mercy.

Conan covered his broken buttocks with a grimace, and looked at Maori Kogoro squatting in front of the luggage bag and looking at the things inside, his eyes slightly condensed.

We must find a way to get the floppy disk!