"I found it, it's this hotel..."
Tsujima Shuji looked at the hotel road with the large characters "Tongshan Hotel" written on the wooden sign.
He ran to the hotel door in a few steps and pushed open the door. Amuro Toru followed behind him, carrying a suitcase.
"Hello, I have booked a room in your hotel before..." Shuji Tsushima took a set of keys at the front desk.
Toru Amuro: Why only order one? Hey, the organization won’t give you money! You still have the gin wallet with you!
"Because tomorrow is the festival, there are not enough rooms, and most of the hotels here have double rooms." The boy skipped towards the stairs and explained with his back to him.
"I will never snore or grind my teeth while sleeping~ Don't worry, don't worry." The wooden floor made a thumping sound when stepped on.
"Hurry up and catch up. After you put your things away, you can go check out the arrangements for tomorrow's festival in advance."
"Yes Yes."
…
"Hey...the festival hasn't even started yet, but there are so many people? Really..." The young man said listlessly as he looked at the road with people coming and going.
"Go back, Bourbon." He said in a depressed mood.
"Aren't you going to continue?" Amuro asked transparently.
"I don't want to. Wow, there's nothing fun at all but you have to be crowded with so many people. I refuse!" the young man said righteously.
"Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back..." He muttered in a low voice.
"There's really no way..." It was the other party who was obviously eager to come out, but now it's the other party who is clamoring to go back.
Bourbon: What a willful brat.
"So boring, so boring, so boring." The boy who returned to the hotel room began to be so bored that he rolled on the bed again.
"Bourbon, are you playing games?" He suddenly sat up from the bed with a very serious expression.
"Don't play?" Toru Amuro replied tentatively.
"No, you play." The young man shook his head and said tactfully.
Bourbon:? ? What else can I say?
"Please, please, please, Bourbon is a good guy. He definitely can't bear to see me bored to death."
Shuji Tsushima threw a hat at you.
You took the high hat.
You downloaded the game.
"Bourbon, please milk me!! Milk me!! Damn it! Come on! These useless teammates!"
"Ah... I lost." Tsushima Shuji's eyes were dead, and he fell on the bed as if he had no nostalgia for this world.
Toru Amuro hesitated.
"One more game?" he asked tentatively.
"Okay!" The young man sat up and cheered.
Toru Amuro: I'm so stupid, really.
So, the two of them played games in the hotel all night.
The two of them stared at the phone screen with dark circles under their eyes, tapping their fingers lightly and poking violently.
It wasn't until the hotel staff brought breakfast food that they realized they had been playing games all night.
"I can't do it anymore...Bourbon..." The young man opened his eyes in a daze.
"Ah." Bourbon also opened his mouth to respond in a frustrated and meaningless manner.
Are you so tired from playing games? ? ? I think he was also a good employee who stayed up all night to complete tasks! !
Why do I feel exhausted after just playing games all night, and my fingers are shaking unnaturally.
"I'm going to...sleep..." the boy said, falling on the bed.
Staying up all night pursuing sudden death or something...
Next time, let’s talk next time.
"Ah." Bourbon responded meaninglessly and fell on his bed.
Absolutely, don’t play games with Kaa again!
…
After sleeping like this, I slept until dinner time.
The festival is about to begin.
The boy, who looked exhausted in the morning, woke up feeling energetic again.
He quickly changed into the white crane-patterned kimono.
"Tou-kun, you are so slow. I don't want to wait for you, Luo Luo Luo." He said and ran out of the room.
Toru Amuro, who was thrown into the room:......
I don’t know why, but I’ve started to get used to it.
He silently put on a brown kimono and followed out the door.
The festival has begun, and there are shops hanging with lanterns all around.
Men and women coming and going in various colors of kimono.
Children chasing and laughing with balloons or candy apples in their hands.
The atmosphere is harmonious and the scene is beautiful.
It feels like gods and demons are moving around the world.
but! From this road, he found another road, but he still didn't see Tsushima Shuji.
Bourbon: ...tired.
"...The so-called No. 1 Night Festival in the World...is..."
He heard a familiar voice and turned around to see three familiar figures.
The father and daughter Moori Kogoro whom I met last time at the art museum, and the boy with strange eyes.
"Ah, isn't that Mr. Amuro who is following Tsushima-kun? Is Tsushima-kun here too?" Mao Lilan, who was looking at the surrounding shops, also saw Toru Amuro on the side.
"Ms. Mori, have you seen Tsushima-kun?" Toru Amuro stepped forward and asked.
"No... Tsushima-kun is here too?" Mao Lilan asked doubtfully.
Toru Amuro smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "Actually, the two of us arrived yesterday, but just when I was changing clothes, he left first. When I came out after changing clothes, he could no longer be found. .”
"Is Mr. Tsushima missing?" Mao Lilan asked worriedly.
Kudo Shinichi: Haha, that kid is not a kid who gets lost, so there is nothing to worry about.
"That guy will probably go back to the hotel by himself when he gets tired, don't worry." Mouri Kogoro said with a look of disillusionment.
At this time, a man came over.
"Hello, can you take a picture for me?" A man in a white suit walked towards Mao Lilan and handed her a camera.
"Okay, okay..." Xiaolan took the camera.
"Actually, these photos are intended to be used as information..." the man said.
"My name is Shijing Xuanyi, and I am a writer." He introduced himself.
"Huh?!" Mao Lilan looked at the other person's dark complexion in shock.
"I thought you were a reporter," she said.
"Well, when it comes to Imai's total number, you should know it." The man in the white suit explained helplessly.
"If it's Imai who counts, then I know, I've read his novels." Xiaolan said in a surprised tone.
"But if Imai is counting, I remember that the author is Imaki Satoshi..." Mouri Kogoro thought while stroking his chin.
"Imatake and I are friends, and the two of us used all of Imai's pseudonyms together," Shii Nobuichi explained.
"Hello, police officer Saitama, there is an incident that requires your cooperation in the investigation." A man in a brown suit stepped forward and held Shii Nobuichi's shoulders, and took out the police officer's hand from the inner pocket of his suit. certificate.
"My surname is Henggou. Your roommate Jin Zhuzhi was killed in the room. Please come with me." Officer Henggou said.
"What?! Imatake... was killed...?" Shijing Xuanyi said in disbelief.
Bourbon on the side: ...Why does it feel like ever since I met Kaa, he always stumbles upon murders wherever he goes...
"Which hotel is this?" Toru Amuro asked.
"Ah, the hotel where Mr. Saii and the deceased Mr. Imtake stayed was the Tengmu Hotel." Officer Henggou thought for a moment and said.
Toru Amuro:......
"Then let's go back together. Should I say it's a coincidence? I'm also staying in that hotel." He joked to himself in a melancholy tone.
