Conan, hiding in the small space under the kitchen, was scared to death when he heard the masked man in black say he was still there. He thought he would be caught but unexpectedly survived.
After hearing the car start, Conan crawled out from under the kitchen. Seeing that the two had indeed driven away, Conan ran to the room where they had slept for a night to search. "Damn it! I can't find anything!" Conan searched for a while but still didn't find anything of particular value.
"Huh?" While rummaging through the trash can, Conan made an unexpected discovery. "Why is this newspaper torn into holes? That's right! Their method of communicating with the other party must be by piecing together words from the newspaper to form a letter of communication."
Conan suddenly remembered what he had overheard last night. "Ah! They said they wanted to kill the transaction target. I have to quickly find the transaction location, otherwise, these guys will get away with it again! Hmm, according to the previous text, the cut-out words should be—shop, flower, meal, rice, China, luxury... If I rearrange them, it's... Beika Luxury Hotel!!"
"But I don't know where in the hotel it is?" Conan scratched his head and looked around. He suddenly found a calendar in the room. "Hmm! There are knife marks on the 27th of September on this calendar!! This is a September calendar.
The cut-out number must be from August. If I deduce the arrangement of August's numbers based on the days of the week and dates, the number overlapping September 27th should be... 30!! So the content of the letter they gave the other party must be 'Beika Luxury Hotel 30,' that's their transaction location!!"
Beika Luxury Hotel.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Conan, disguised, began to feel a little depressed. "'Beika Luxury Hotel 30,' where exactly is that referring to? This hotel only has 19 floors, and there's no room 30."
"Oh no! I left my wallet in the car!" A young woman suddenly spoke near Conan.
Another man, who appeared to be her boyfriend, began to complain, "Seriously... your memory is so bad."
"Where's your car parked? I'll go get it right away!" the young woman asked.
The man handed the car keys to the young woman. "It's in parking space 42. Hurry up!"
The young woman took the keys, apologized, and left in a hurry.
"That's right! There's a parking lot!" Conan, hearing their conversation, suddenly thought of the parking lot.
Upon arriving at parking space 30, Conan found that a car was already parked there. So Conan began to inspect the car. "Is this the transaction car? But why is there no one in the car..."
"Brat!! What are you doing!?" A man with a family of three shouted at Conan. "Sneaky..."
"Dad, he must be a thief!!" The little boy holding his father's hand pointed at Conan, suspiciously.
Conan quickly waved his hands at them, smiling awkwardly. "No, no! I just thought this car was really cool and wanted to take a closer look..."
Conan stroked his chin, watching the car drive away. "Sigh! It seems completely unrelated. I probably looked in the wrong direction."
Watching Conan pondering in parking space 30, Yuu couldn't help but praise him. "As expected of the 'Detective of the East.' He found this place so quickly, although it was also due to Uncle Yusaku deliberately making it easy. Alright, it's my turn now. Otherwise, Shinichi won't find the transaction room." Yuu adjusted his disguise and walked towards parking space 30.
Seeing Yuu, disguised as a cold man, walking towards him, Conan quickly hid behind a nearby car. "Wow, what a terrifying man! Hmm, what's he looking at?"
Yuu stood in front of parking space 30, pretending to glance around, then walked up the stairs, leaving the underground parking lot.
Seeing Yuu leave, Conan quickly ran to parking space 30 and immediately discovered a small "1" to the right of the number 30. "So they first arranged to meet at Beika Luxury Hotel's parking space 30, and then gave further instructions for the real transaction location! '301' must be the room number. That cold man is their transaction partner!!"
Watching Yuu take the stairs, Conan secretly followed him.
Yuu, walking ahead on the stairs, secretly glanced at Conan, who thought he was well hidden. "Shinichi, your tracking skills are terrible. No wonder Uncle Yusaku wants to teach you a lesson. Otherwise, if you really encounter the Black Organization in the future, you'll be in trouble."
The three flights of stairs were quickly covered. Yuu stopped in front of room 301, secretly cleared his throat, and knocked on the door.
"It's me!" Yuu kept reminding himself not to laugh as he said this. He wanted to laugh so badly because of the seriousness of the lie. Fortunately, Yuu managed to forcefully suppress the urge to laugh, otherwise, Conan, who was secretly watching from behind, would have noticed something was off.
The masked man in black, who was Yusaku Kudo, came out to open the door. "We've been waiting for you."
Seeing the masked man welcome Yuu into room 301, Conan became even more certain that his idea was correct. "But how can I infiltrate their room?"
"Hello! Your dessert has been delivered." Seeing the server deliver food to room 303, Conan's eyes suddenly lit up. He thought of how to sneak into room 301.
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