Conan Moslin

Although she did not move, Miyano Akemi was still lost in thought.

Putting aside how she managed to avoid being seen and find Hirota Akira's residence, the fact that she had a life on her hands is an indisputable one.

What happened yesterday seemed like a nightmare, and she still remembers the scene.

The tall man in front of him widened his eyes in fear and anger, stretched out his hands tremblingly, opened his mouth and covered his throat, trying to spit out the deadly wine he had already swallowed.

But it's too late.

Soon, his movements changed from grabbing his throat like a drowning man to strangling his neck, then sliding down to tightly covering his chest, and finally hanging down as weakly as his body that was sliding down due to exhaustion.

When I came back to my senses as if waking from a dream, the waiter in front of me was carefully wiping the second bottle of wine in his hand with a handkerchief.

Although she didn't think she could learn anything from the waiter, she thought about it and asked, "Whose name is written on the reservation?"

"It's 'Bamboo Leaf Green'."

Hou Lian used a folding knife to cut off the rubber cap on the bottle cap, then used a spiral drill to drill into the cork and picked it up lightly.

boo.

boo.

With two soft sounds, the cork was completely removed and placed upside down on the coffee table.

Zhuyeqing? This name is... a code name for a member whose name I have never heard of?

As a peripheral member, her mission should not attract the attention of anyone except Gin.

Although he seems to have a code name, this person's style doesn't seem like someone sent by Gin.

But...if he is a code name member, then he should know more in-depth information.

For example...her sister?

The amber liquid hangs slightly on the wall, the aroma molecules flee everywhere, and the mellow and rich fragrance quickly dissipates.

When pouring wine, it is basic etiquette to show the wine label to the guests.

So when pouring the wine, the cursive "Sherry" below the wine label was quickly and deliberately revealed.

Sherry!

Even though she had guessed it, she still felt chilled by it.

Hou Lian stopped when he had poured one-third of the wine, and closed the bottle to ensure that not a drop of wine leaked out.

"The second thing."

“Sherry enjoys good reputation in the wine industry and is known as ‘Spanish sunshine in a bottle’.”

“This kind of praise cannot be bought with money.”

"Spanish sunshine in a bottle" is Shakespeare's metaphor for sherry, reflecting the feeling that it brings to the drinker, as bright as the Spanish sunshine.

But in Miyano Akemi's ears, the meaning of this sentence is obviously this: Shirley has a special position in the organization, and she cannot leave just because she wants to. Even if she uses the money she gets to exchange her, it is impossible to exchange her.

It has to be said that for her, this was a cold fact that she had already vaguely sensed in her heart, but she just tried her best to ignore it.

When Hou Lian poured out the second bottle of wine, the hotel pager in his pocket began to vibrate endlessly. He took the opportunity to press the answer button while putting the second bottle of wine back.

The foreman's non-serious voice came from the headset that was distributed to everyone: "Mr. Lian, you can come back and hand over after you finish the work at hand."

Hou Lian calculated the time in his mind: ...He remembered that today's work should end at four o'clock?

What is this called, forced to leave early?

Miyano Akemi's mind was focused on Shirley's code name and the information in her words, so she didn't notice that the voice had been speaking a little faster since just now, as if she was trying to catch up.

Hou Lian deftly poured the third bottle of wine into the middle glass.

The color of the wine is crisp and clean, but it is one of the world's largest categories of spirits.

Gin.

"The third thing."

The low sound gradually became clearer. At the same time, the white noise in the TV gradually weakened, and then stopped abruptly with a click.

“Squeezing out the last bit of value from a person will eventually lead to a backlash from some of them.”

He didn't want to end the performance in a whimper, but time was insufficient.

The sound gradually became clearer and overlapped with the clear voice in front of him.

……

Seeing that Hou Lian did not answer, the foreman on the other side hung up the phone with understanding.

He turned off his pager and handed the schedule to the person next to him.

"Is he the only one working on the third floor?" asked the person on the other side.

Seeing the young lady who was not easy to fool, the foreman forced a smile and nodded anxiously: "Yes, the third and fourth floors are his work today."

The young lady who suddenly appeared was so accurate in her random check that she happened to pick out the unprofessional waiter who had just arrived today. He really had no choice but to call him back.

Although it was just an experience, he hadn't made any mistakes today and hadn't asked anyone else for help, so there shouldn't be any problem... right?

The foreman had to think so.

Understanding the situation, Yuko Sora nodded and followed the foreman to the staff lounge.

As to why Hou Lian, the dining car waiter on the third and fourth floors, was recalled, we have to mention Conan next door again.

Conan took some effort to make Yuko on the opposite side understand a little about the situation, and finally made Ryusei remember that he was the brother Conan who looked a bit like sister Kuriasu whom he had met a long time ago.

He found that it was very noisy around Yuko Sora. He could hear the faint sound of frying and the clattering of food cart wheels, which seemed to be where the employees were working.

She could hear the foreman introducing the employees to her, and it sounded like he was coming to check on the situation.

After hearing the few words from the other end, Conan roughly understood why she wanted to live here. The only thing he didn't understand was why she brought her child here instead of coming here alone.

As for the Rambo people...

Ahem, just pretend this never happened.

Okay, let’s get back to the topic.

When Conan was in the taxi, he carefully thought about the meaning of the number 30 on the note. Since the highest floor of the Beika Hotel was the 19th floor, he ruled out the possibility of the 30th floor. Afterwards, he carefully looked at the note again and found that there was a small corner missing behind 30, which means that the number might be incomplete.

So the possibility of it being the 30x room cannot be ruled out.

He asked the front desk clerk downstairs, and was told that the largest box number in the storage area was only 26, so the storage area had nothing to do with number 30.

After following the waiter around, he found that the people in Room 303 seemed to be accomplices of the people who were looking for him today, so there was only one room left that had not been checked.

Conan saw the waiter's back and didn't realize that the waiter was someone he knew.

If he could follow the dining car in, he would definitely know what happened in the two rooms.

Come to think of it, if Yuko Sora is familiar with the people in the hotel...can he ask her for help?

Conan's gaze towards the next door suddenly lit up.

"Sister Yuko...I want to ask you..."