"We don't have police ID. The hotel staff will not leak information about guests easily!"

Conan almost bumped into Saaki who stopped suddenly. The latter's body stiffened and he frowned and asked, "What should we do?"

"Let's talk after we go in!" Conan opened his clothes to get some air and looked up at the 20-story high-rise building in front of him. "If that doesn't work, just wait for the police to come over."

The spacious lobby of the "Fox" hotel is divided into different areas, allowing guests to use these spaces for socializing, relaxing alone, working, informal business meetings, or enjoying light meals in the lobby lounge and other different activities.

The two pushed open the glass door and went straight to the white marble front desk.

The waitress in red uniform looked at the sweaty two people, one big and one small, and rushed forward. If she hadn't looked at her young age and her aura, she would have thought she was here to catch someone raping her.

"How can I help you?" The round-faced woman forced out her signature smile.

"Um..." Conan stood on tiptoes and laid his hands on the cold table.

Sagi was spinning and out of breath, so he bent down and struggled to lift him onto the marble table.

"Children, do you want to ask something? Let me tell you in advance, there are no Kamen Rider toys here!" The woman's eyes were bent into slits, and her stubby fingers were swinging in front of her chest.

"Who wants to ask this kind of thing? Do you really think that I am a mentally retarded child? Come to the hotel to look for toys?" Conan thought in his heart, forcing a harmless smile on his face, "Onesan, Odosan and I are nearby.

He got separated. I searched for him for a long time but couldn't find him. Maybe... he went back to the hotel first... I know he stayed in this hotel, but I forgot which room it was."

"Who is this?" Another short and thin woman approached the round-faced waiter.

"Oh...he sent me here," Conan had an idea and shook Sagi's left arm gratefully, "Kind brother."

"Ahem...yes...yes," the bamboo-pole-like high school student immediately responded, speaking decisively, "This kid was alone at an intersection one kilometer away, and kept calling his father's name. I passed by and looked at him.

It’s so pitiful that I accompanied him to find his missing relatives. It’s true that you can lose such a little kid.”

Conan glanced at him awkwardly and muttered something inaudible.

The two of them were singing in harmony, and the two waitresses with very different statures looked at each other, not seeing much clues.

"Then do you remember which floor you live on?" The round-faced woman among them stared at the cute-looking little boy and asked.

"No...I don't remember...but my father must be quite tall and burly, carrying a long and big bag..."

"Should it?" a short and thin woman in her 40s asked curiously.

"Children, look at adults, they are tall and mighty." An anxious Zuomu explained aloud, and at the same time tapped Conan's back with his elbow, indicating that he would say something to shorten the range as much as possible.

"Oh..." Conan frantically stirred his brain and blinked his big eyes, "I remembered that Odo-san said that he booked two more rooms next door. After all, his grandparents and uncles also came to Tokyo to visit.

!”

"Smart!" Sagi thought with his eyes slightly bright under the lenses, "Even if there is a silencer, to prevent the residual sound of the experimental gun from being heard by the interested tenants next door, I chose to rent out three connected rooms.

It is indeed a more reassuring way, but I don’t know...whether it is really as Kudo speculated."

"Did you book three rooms?" The short and thin woman checked the housing records on the computer screen and said slowly, "There is a man on the third floor who seemed to be on a business trip for the company and booked three separate rooms yesterday.

!”

"That's not true! Didn't the little boy say it was a family outing, and he had three rooms in a row!" the round-faced lady retorted.

"No, Onesan, is it gone?" Conan looked up eagerly.

"Also... a guest on the seventh floor seems to have booked three consecutive rooms."

"Is it the room on the north side?" An anxious Zuomu interjected and asked, as if he felt it was inappropriate, and he immediately added, "The kid said you can see the Church of Santa Maria when you look out of the room! Isn't that right, Conan?"

"That's right!" Conan nodded his head like a rattle.

The thin waitress glanced at the high school student suspiciously, "Then this isn't the room on the north side..."

At this time, the fat woman with short flat hair raised her finger and said impatiently, "I remembered that a gentleman on the eighth floor seemed to have booked five rooms four days ago and just canceled two rooms yesterday.

Some people don’t want to come to company events. They are quite tall and like to wear a dark blue (seems to be dark blue) peaked cap. They also like to carry a big bag like the one the child just described when they go out, and they also like to order

The room is on the north side, but..."

Just as she was about to continue speaking, the woman next to her gave her a sharp look.

"Are the rooms on both sides of the room to be checked out? Where are the room numbers?"

"Hmm...81..." her voice trailed off. She was made uncomfortable by the look in the thin woman's eyes, so she didn't say any more, and she didn't say the last number aloud.

"Thank you!" Zuomu ran towards the elevator hall.

"Bang!" Conan jumped off the table more than one meter high and followed closely behind.

"Oh... No, have you found it now?" The fat waitress stared blankly at the two retreating figures and murmured to herself, "Speaking of which, why haven't I seen that man with a

child……"

"You're so talkative, can you just reveal information about the residents to strangers?"

"These two people look like underage children. They don't look like bad people, right?"

"Who knew, that child's eyes are bright and bright." The short and thin woman glanced in Conan's direction.

"Then...should we call the police?" The round-faced woman shrank her neck.

"Look, what scared you? Where was that enthusiasm just now?" The older, lean woman put her hands on her waist and sarcastically said, "I think...it's not that serious! You didn't complete the room."

Do you want to tell me the number? I guess even if they find someone, they will be scolded out! When I think of this scene, I want to laugh a little! These two silly kids."

Three strong men came towards me, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

"We have guests!" The two stopped talking and straightened their clothes with smiles on their faces.

Various billboards are hung on the inside of the stainless steel elevator.

Sagi's index finger pressed the close button frantically.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, four slightly dark, steel-like fingers firmly grasped the half of the elevator door on the right.

"Huh... finally caught up!"
Chapter completed!