"Brother Sakaki Makoto, was this really just an accident?"
Asking Takagi Wataru to evacuate the crowd, Megure Jusan said in confusion:
"If it was just an accident, it would be too much of a coincidence!"
"Why did the deceased have to be Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi who was being investigated by the police?"
"Just judging from the existing clues..."
Pushing his sunglasses, Sakaki Makoto said calmly:
"It was indeed an accident."
"but..."
He looked at the reporters in the hall, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"There are so many reporters here, we don't know what they took pictures of, right?"
His body trembled, and Megure Jusan slapped his thigh excitedly:
"yes!"
"Why didn't I think of that?"
"Takagi...is not here. Chiba, go gather the reporters who were in the hall just now and see if they have captured anything!"
"knew!"
The chubby Chiba Kazunobu saluted and hurriedly left with a few people.
The waiting process is very long.
Bored, Sakaki Makoto discovered that Conan and Hattori Heiji were missing, and he curled his lips and thought:
These two evildoers must have gone to investigate secretly again.
hope...
It would be better if you don't get into danger.
Ding Dong!
【You have a new message. 】
There was a vibration in their arms, and Makoto Sakaki and Vermouth took out their phones at the same time and opened the text message...
[Leaving the venue, FBI agents intervene]
Sender: Gin.
Sitting in the Volga GAZ car, he immediately spotted the suspicious-looking FBI agents after being reminded by Chianti and Cohen.
We had just met not long ago, so we recognized each other at a glance.
The other side had more people and more power, and the mission had been completed, so there was no need to fight head-on, so Gin gave the order to retreat.
As expected, it's here...
Well done.
Sakaki Makoto smiled, raised his head, looked at Vermouth, moved his lips slightly, and said quietly:
"You go first, I'll cover you."
After reading the lips, Vermouth nodded, put away her phone, and walked out the door.
The moment she went out, a blonde woman came towards her. Vermouth lowered her head and blended into the crowd to avoid her sight.
Judy.
Old rival.
After Vermouth left, Sakaki used his long-lost martial arts skills:
"Inspector Megure, I need to go to the bathroom. I have to pee urgently."
"Ah...Okay."
After leaving the hall, Sakaki Makoto walked around the crowd and went straight to the front desk.
Behind the front desk stood two young waitresses, looking helplessly at the crowded crowd, somewhat worried.
"Excuse me, sir, what can I do for you?"
"It's like this..."
Sakaki took out his cell phone and said:
"Mr. Masuyama left in a hurry just now. I found his phone and wanted to return it to him. Do you know where he went?"
"this..."
The two waiters looked at each other:
"Mr. Masuyama is a VIP customer of our hotel. His whereabouts..."
"You can't say that. Think about it, Kenzo Masuyama is the chairman of the automobile group. He has a lot of things to do every day and has to make many business calls..."
Sakaki Makoto started to deceive people:
"If his phone is lost and it causes the group to suffer losses, I won't take the blame!"
"I don't care, but you two won't be able to keep your jobs then, tsk tsk..."
"In this year, the Japanese economy is so depressed, it is difficult for laid-off employees to find a stable job..."
These words made them tremble with fear.
On second thought...
Those who were able to attend Director Sakamaki's memorial service were all celebrities, and the gentleman in front of him was no exception.
Besides, a murder had just happened in the hotel, and the police were there, so no one dared to commit a crime at this time...
After thinking about it, one of them said:
"Mr. Masuyama went to the underground wine cellar where he stored his famous wine..."
"How do I get to the underground wine cellar?"
"Go down the stairs in the emergency passage to the second basement floor. Turn left and it's the first room."
His eyes flashed, and Sakaki Makoto showed a friendly smile:
"Thank you. I believe Kenzo Masuyama will thank you."
"You're welcome. It's our honor to help you!"
Pushing open the heavy fire door of the emergency passage, Makoto Sakaki took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and stepped into the darkness.
..................
"Ugh... my head hurts..."
Conan felt dizzy and his stomach cramped, almost vomiting.
He sat up, holding his aching head, and looked around.
The solid wood wine cabinet stands on the floor and connects to the ceiling.
Countless precious liquors are displayed on it, even Spirytus Vodka with an alcohol content of up to 96°.
In the wine cellar, the thermostat is constantly working, and the instrument on the wall shows that the indoor temperature is 12.5° and the relative humidity is 70%.
A chill blew in, and Conan shivered.
wine cellar?
Why is he here?
Before he fell into coma, it seemed like someone covered his mouth...hiss!
My head hurts...
Crash.
The sound of running water came from behind.
Conan turned his head suddenly, his pupils suddenly tightened!
With gray hair and a gentle smile, he looks like a kind grandfather.
But...
Conan's breathing quickened as he felt a tingling sensation in his spine.
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