"None of ...... can get through"

After dialing the phones of the three members of the hotel one by one, Vodka reluctantly put down his phone and reported to Gin.

Gin frowned.

The news of Shigehiko's death has spread, and all three people have lost contact at the same time...... This does not bode well.

After a brief trade-off, Gin decided on the order of action: "Pisco said he had discovered Shirley. Go to the place where the signal is first. ”

The loss of contact between the three people may be related to the case of Shigehiko Swallowing.

Pisco is the executor, and the other two are tasked with assisting in the fishing, and the situation over there is not clear for the time being, but the three of them should be in the sight of the police, and it is not suitable to approach them now.

It's better to solve the problem first.

With the vodka and gin, he walked along the unmanned safe passage to the location of the old hotel building.

"This is it." Looking down to confirm the location of the prompt on his phone, Gin looked at the heavy wooden door in front of him.

took out the instrument, reconfirmed the direction, Volt took a step forward, took out the pistol with a silencer, directly interrupted the door lock of 604, took the lead, pushed the door in.

It's a dimly lit storage room, with wooden shelves piled high with a variety of packaged wines, and the air smells of old oak, with occasional hints of non-existent wine.

Pisco's transmitter was still in the room, but neither he nor Shirley were nowhere to be seen.

"Big brother, no one." After being on guard for a while, confirming that no one else was present in the room, Vodka put away his gun, "Pisco's transmitter, why is it here?" ”

"It's where he prepared it beforehand." Glancing at the cleaning cart on the side and the cleaning clothes casually thrown there, Gin flicked the empty trolley on tiptoe, "Pisco is dizzy, you should always have some afterhand for yourself." If you miss it in the venue, there will be a way to dispose of the body......"

"What about Shirley?" Walking around the room, making sure that every gap in the wooden frame was crossed, the vodka was getting stranger and stranger.

Whether it's a colleague or a target, I haven't seen a single one since I entered the hotel.

The plan did not go well. This hotel doesn't feel very auspicious.

Gin's gaze quickly swept around the room, and eventually, landed in the direction of the fireplace.

Whispering to the fireplace, he lowered his gaze for a moment, and a cruel smile bloomed.

"Ah, big brother, let's get out of here quickly, we need to inquire about Pisco again." Vodka, who was unconscious, glanced at the time and reminded.

Working in an organization, that's what it's like.

Sometimes colleagues go to kill their mouths, do it, and expose themselves, and then they come to kill their colleagues' mouths......

Vodka doesn't have much of an idea about this buy-one-get-one-free job.

Except for a few capable ones, such as his eldest brother, who never misses, his colleagues often lose or expose their tasks for various reasons.

You can't just leave everything to Brother Gin because of this, and do it yourself, right? They're busy enough.

Even if you do ten jobs, you need to kill five, but you still share part of the workload for them, and the vodka mentality is very good.

Listening to the sound of thin breathing coming from a small cavity across the wall, Gin grinned, and his white teeth flickered in the storeroom: "Ah, let's go......"

Compared to Pisco...... He found something more interesting.

Tang Ze, who was hanging in the fireplace, waited for the footsteps of the two people to fade away, and rolled his eyes silently.

He just said, Miyano Shiho's hair color is really nothing special.

Unless Gin's eyes are living PCR instruments that can read Shirley's DNA by looking at his hair, he can tell the difference between this hair of the same length and color!

Gin, you wait for me, wait for it to be over in a while, you see if I laugh or not, you'll be over.

Raising his head and looking at the direction above his head, Tang Ze gently pulled the hook lock in his hand, and the person was dragged straight up and flew up.

His free hand still had time to press the phone.

[What's the situation, Sister Akemi? 】

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"So you really don't know Councillor Swallow, and you don't know much about his case."

Summarizing Kenzo Kazayama's words, Twilight Thirteen smoothly recorded them on the paper, motioning for his men to take the paper and hand it to him.

"Do you remember where you were standing at the time of the crime?" Twilight Thirteen scrupulously followed the detectives' advice and picked up the top-down view with a few simple signs, "This is the stage and the screen, this is the entrance to the venue, and this is the location of the crystal lanterns. ”

"Hmm......" Kenzo Kashiyama pretended to be pensive, hiding the slight twitching of his face.

In the darkness, such a secret method seems to be discovered by these detectives.

I heard that the two people involved in the investigation are still detectives at the age of high school students...... Young, quick, and really, disgustingly sharp.

"I'm probably standing in this direction." Kenzo Kayama pretended to be an old dragon clock, squinted and looked at it for a long time, and randomly clicked a position.

Retrieving the paper, the Twilight Police Department drew a new circle on the paper, not questioning his answer.

"Okay, I see." Hearing this, Kenzo Kashiyama was just about to be relieved, so he listened to his next sentence, "One last thing." Please show me the handkerchief you got at the door. ”

Oops, his handkerchief......

The handkerchief that he covered the muzzle of the gun, to disguise the sound and light that might be caused by the shooting, had already flown with the lamp on the ground, and I don't know where it had gone.

However, thinking of Belmode, who had never turned his gaze to him in the hallway, he relaxed a little, and calmly reached out and reached for the pocket of his coat.

The feeling of his fingertips touching the soft cloth made him smile.

Sure enough, the organization will not give up its hard work and work for the organization for many years.

"That's it, right?" Squinting his eyes and putting a kind smile on his face, Kenzo Kashiyama pulled out what his fingertips touched, "I haven't taken it out to take a good look since I got it." ”

"It's indeed this purple handkerchief." The Twilight Police Department took the handkerchief, rubbed it for a moment, nodded and handed it back, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation." You can go to the hallway and wait, and when everyone is done talking, you can leave. ”

"After all, this tragedy happened, understandable. You've worked hard, too. Kenzo Kashiyama, who was in a good mood, didn't forget to continue to pretend that his legs and feet were inconvenient, stood up with his cane, and took the handkerchief from Twilight Thirteen's hand.

Turning, he walked to the closed door, folded the handkerchief in his hand in half, folded it in half, and slowly put it into his pocket.

Even if he has reached this age, under the protection of the organization, he is still a figure who kills and kills.

Just like this mission, even if there are some microwave twists and turns, in the end, there is still a thrilling ...... by him Well?

Suddenly, feeling some strange touch on his fingertips, Kenzo Kashiyama glanced at the policeman behind him, and with his own movements, he wrapped the things in his pocket in a handkerchief and pulled them out.

It's a red, black, card-sized card.

Kenzo Kazayama's pupils shrank suddenly.

(End of chapter)