"The so-called travel for relaxation is when a person who is too idle and a group of people who are too idle go from an environment where they are bored to travel to an environment where others are bored, and in the end, with all their fatigue, they feel that they are right with themselves. The story of a spiritually contented return home.”
The above passage was the reply Conan got after he came to the hotel room and asked Ye Gengyi why he was staying here typing code.
"Uh..." A certain detective thought about it and felt that this statement made sense. And when he thought that Uncle Maori had to drag his heavy steps to go shopping with Aunt Yingli all afternoon just to save face...well, he suddenly didn't want to go either.
"Then...the dinner party tonight?"
"You still have to eat." After Ye Gengyi answered this more pragmatic question, he stretched out his hand and pressed Conan's head, "Do you have anything else?"
Conan blinked, "No more."
"Okay," Ye Gengyi used a little force on his wrist and turned a certain head 23 degrees in one direction, "The door is over there."
Conan: "..."
Got it, he went shopping.
...
night.
Flashing neon lights, restless hormones.
Since failure does not necessarily mean success, it may also be due to his second uncle.
Ye Gengyi thought for a moment, and decisively chose the latter between eating and checking.
Of course, before making this decision, he actually saw room service on the bedside table and the accommodation instructions.
"Well...the specialty is curry rice, and the side dishes are diced pork and onions."
Ye Gengyi held his chin with one hand and thought for a moment, then dialed the front desk phone and said: "Two pounds of roasted mutton without spicy, and a pot of coffee without sugar."
...
1:27 p.m.
There were footsteps in the corridor.
Ye Geng took a sip of his coffee and lowered the sound range of his hidden earphones to avoid affecting his thoughts.
5 minutes later.
The doorbell rang in the room.
Ye Gengyi sighed, stood up and walked over to open the door.
Fei Yingli, Mao Lilan and Conan stood outside.
"Please come in."
Ye Gengyi led several people into the house, took out a few disposable paper cups, and asked, "Can I have coffee?"
"No need to bother, Geng Yi," Fei Yingli stopped him and glanced at the neat and flat bed, "It seems that Mao Li didn't come here..."
Um?
Why look at the bed?
Ye Gengyi felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
And... I came to his single room to find Kogoro Mori at this time. Is there any misunderstanding in this?
"Brother Gengyi, you haven't rested yet." Mao Lilan also noticed that the bedding on the bed showed no signs of use.
"Well," Ye Gengyi hesitated for a moment and decided to confirm, "This is what you are doing?"
"Because uncle drank a lot of wine," Conan explained from the side: "So we don't know where he went."
"Oh? He disappeared after being drunk," Ye Gengyi breathed a sigh of relief and pointedly said: "Fortunately, there are no mountains nearby."
Mountain? What mountain?
Does it mean to let it out for ventilation?
Fei Yingli was a little confused.
Mao Lilan: "..."
Conan: "..."
Don't scare us...
"Then I won't disturb you," Fei Yingli turned around with an unnatural expression on her face: "Right now, only Ui Bing's room remains unconfirmed."
"Wait a moment," Ye Geng said after saving the information on his laptop, he turned off the power, "I'll go look for it with you."
"Eh? Isn't it too troublesome for you?" Fei Yingli was startled.
She also knew a little bit about the reason why Ye Gengyi didn't come to the dinner party. Now in order to find her useless husband...
"He is often taken care of by Mr. Maoli on weekdays. This is what he should be. Moreover, if he happens to go to the bathroom of the bar, it will be more convenient for me to be there." Ye Gengyi found a reason casually and glanced at a certain person calmly. A look of death.
Based on his intuition, even if he stayed in the room now, he probably wouldn't be quiet for long.
"Thank you, Geng Yi." Fei Yingli stopped refusing.
...
Outside Ritsuko Usui's room door.
Fei Yingli hovered her finger 3 centimeters in front of the doorbell, but refused to press it.
Behind him, Mao Lilan looked nervous, Conan had his hands in his pockets, and Ye Gengyi was fine, still with dead eyes.
But in this atmosphere, it seemed like he was leading his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson to catch his grandfather... It was so embarrassing.
"Mom, press it quickly." Mao Lilan urged.
"I...I know." Fei Yingli adjusted her mood and then pressed the doorbell.
"Ding dong~"
The ringing of the doorbell came from the bedroom.
Not long after, Ritsuko Usui opened the door and was startled when he saw the four people, "Huh? You..."
"Sorry, Ui Bing," Fei Yingli said, "Excuse me, has my husband been here before?"
"Eh, no...did something happen?"
Ritsuko Usui's left hand was still holding on to the door handle, and she glanced subconsciously at Ye Gengyi.
Upon seeing this, Ye Geng could only take a few steps away.
They are here to find someone, not to explode. Since they are on guard, there is no need for them to do anything to misunderstand them.
Ritsuko Usui looked away, seemingly relieved, and opened the door slightly wider, "How about you wait a moment while I change clothes and go look for it together?"
"No, don't bother."
Fei Yingli waved her hand and quickly refused: "Maybe he went outside to enjoy the breeze now. That guy has been like this since before. I'm sorry to bother you..."
Outside the hotel.
Conan slowed down, keeping pace with someone who didn't seem to be paying much attention: "Brother Gengyi, did you hear uncle's voice?"
"..."
Only then did Ye Gengyi remember that in order to keep quiet, the wave frequency adjustment of the hidden earphones had not been restored.
He calmly adjusted the headphones to free mode, was silent for a moment and shook his head, "No."
So, were you listening carefully just now?
Conan carefully recalled Ye Gengyi's actions just now.
Uh...it always feels a bit perfunctory.
Flower pond, alley, bathroom.
Bars, food stalls, convenience stores.
I have searched everywhere I can, but still can't find any trace of Mouri Kogoro.
After asking some passers-by, they all said they had not seen a drunk uncle.
2:30 am.
The four of them returned to the hotel again.
"Did you just miss it somewhere?" Mao Lilan said: "After all, our rooms are not on the same floor."
"I have no choice but to look for it again." Fei Yingli sighed.
A few minutes later.
The three male lawyers who were traveling with him also joined the search team.
"No, we have searched every corner of the hotel."
"It's strange, because Mr. Mori's room is on the same floor as Miss Usui, so after drinking, they should have gone back together..." Kenzo Shiozawa hesitated, "Is it possible? ..”
"Really? Although Ui Bing said he didn't see my husband."
Fei Yingli frowned slightly, "However, it seems that the only thing I haven't gone in to look for just now is her room."
