Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

Originally, he thought that he could hear the two of them arguing after climbing the stairs, but now it seems that Chizuru doesn't even want to open the door to himself.

Banxia looked at Mr. Jomoto, who had his right hand in his pants pocket and didn't know what he was holding, and his face was cloudy, and he was silently ready to pounce.

But what he didn't expect was that after continuing to knock on the door to no avail, Mr. Jomoto did not choose to break in and kill people, but just left in front of Chizuru's room.

This made Banxia feel awkward where his fist fell.

Soon, he reacted that Mr. Jomoto had booked a room for five days, and if he really wanted to kill his wife in this hotel, even if he didn't have a chance today, there would still be three days.

Thinking of this, Banxia couldn't help but have a toothache.

Uncle Maori was only here to watch the replay of Yoko Okino's TV series, so their journey will end tomorrow morning.

Looking at Mr. Chengyuan who was leaving, Banxia was entangled for a while, but he followed silently.

He didn't know exactly what Mr. Jomoto wanted to do, if he just followed Chizuru and waited for the rabbit, he would inevitably be too passive, if he really encountered some strange murder methods that he didn't understand, he was afraid that he would capsize in the gutter.

By the time Banxia returned to the TV in the hall, Mr. Jomoto had already picked up his lunch box and was discussing Yoko Okino's concert with Uncle Mori while eating.

Minaho and Honami are each with a plate, holding Banxia's lunch and looking for him everywhere.

"Ah, little one, you're here. Here, here's your lunch. The

twin maids placed the two cooked river fish in front of Banxia, and then the two of them went to the left and the right, looking forward to Banxia.

"Meow? (What are you two doing here?) Haven't you ever seen a cat eat?

Banxia looked at the two of them with the eyes of a fool. After seeing that they didn't have any intention of leaving, they didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Yay! I won! The first thing it took was the fish I made!

Honami, who was squatting to the right of Banxia, suddenly stood up excitedly and waved her fist.

"Meow... (What a boring two...)

Banxia sighed, don't these two people need to eat?

Soon, Banxia cleaned up the two fish in front of him, but Mr. Jomoto hadn't finished his lunch yet.

Looking at Mr. Cheng Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa and paying all his attention to the content on the TV, Banxia's eyes moved slightly.

Anyway, being idle is idle, maybe I can take advantage of this time to see if I can tell what Mr. Jomoto has in his pocket.

As soon as he said it, Banxia lightly jumped on the sofa, walked over to Mr. Jomoto, and sniffed hard, to his disappointment, he didn't find any smell other than the smell of sweat on Mr. Jomoto's body because of the fish he had caught all morning.

Banxia, who had found nothing, was about to raise his claws to pull Mr. Jomoto's pocket, but was suddenly grabbed by the back of his neck with a large hand that suddenly stretched out.

"Don't scratch someone's pants."

Uncle Maori held Banxia up in front of him and educated him earnestly with an expression.

Meow (Aren't you looking at your Yoko Okino?) Why do you still have the heart to pay attention to me?

Banxia rolled his eyes, and he could almost see the corner of the murder weapon in his pocket.

"It's good to know it's wrong, come, let's watch Miss Yoko's concert together."

The dialogue between a man and a cat can be described as a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth.

But Banxia saw Mr. Jomoto's eyes glancing at him from time to time, and he gave up struggling knowing that he didn't have a chance.

Forget it, let's accompany this uncle to the concert.

is worthy of being a person who can become a super popular female idol in Japan, there is one thing to say, Yoko Okino does have some strength, compared with some guys who rely on tuning, it can be described as a cloud of mud.

"By the way, Mr. Chengyuan, is Mrs. Zun's mood a little better?"

Uncle Maori scratched Banxia's chin with one hand and held a teacup in the other, taking advantage of the spare time of the concert, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Jomoto curiously.

"Maybe it was because she was angry last night and didn't sleep well, I saw that she was very tired, and she didn't come to open the door when she knocked on the door, maybe she fell asleep."

Mr. Jomoto suppressed the regret in his eyes.

"Tsk, both of us have married a very arrogant wife, only forbearance... Oh! Little thing, why are you catching me!

Uncle Maori picked up Banxia again.

"Meow (who told you to speak ill of Aunt Yingli.) Aunt Yingli bought you a tie on her wedding anniversary, but you didn't give any gifts.

Looking at Banxia's disdainful eyes, Uncle Maori couldn't help but feel a little weak.

"Alright, I'm going back fishing, Mr. Maori, and we'll see you at dinner."

Mr. Jomoto placed the empty lunch box on the table, grabbed his hat with his backhand and put it on his head.

"Meow! (Wait!) "

Banxia was just about to jump out to catch up with Mr. Jomoto when he found that his hind legs were being held in someone's hands.

"It's so hot outside, you can just watch TV with me here. Later, it's getting late, what should I do if I get lost? Uncle

Maori looked unmistakable.

At this time, even if Banxia was able to break free from Uncle Maori's hands, it was already too late, and Mr. Jomoto had already pushed open the door and left.

"Meow (can't catch up.)

Banxia glared at Uncle Maori and sharpened his teeth.

If someone is killed by Mr. Jomoto, it will be thanks to Uncle Maori.

After throwing out the possible black cauldron, Banxia watched Yoko Okino with peace of mind.

In the process of watching TV, time always passes a little faster than other times.

Finally, when Banxia heard Uncle Mori shouting in his ear for the third time, "Miss Yoko, don't go in, there are bad people inside", he couldn't stand the noisy Uncle Mori anymore, got up from Minaho's arms, and planned to go to Chizuru's room to have a look.

It's been this time, and she hasn't appeared once, which makes Banxia faintly uneasy.

That woman can't be killed by someone without knowing it, right?

When this thought flashed through his mind, Banxia's pace couldn't help but be a little faster.

Based on the level of the woman's death yesterday, you said that someone was looking for a professional murderer to kill her, and Banxia was not surprised.

However, when Banxia stood in front of the door, he suddenly thought that he couldn't get in.

The two rooms next door were all locked because no one lived in them, and he sneaked into Chizuru's room last night when she was upset.

Standing in front of the door and thinking for a moment, Banxia suddenly remembered that he might be able to jump from the rooftop to the balcony of this room, and then get into the room from the balcony. After all, before leaving the room this morning, he noticed that Chizuru hadn't closed the glass door to the balcony.

However, when Banxia jumped from the rooftop to the balcony of Chizuru's room on the third floor, the scene in front of him made him a little overwhelmed.

Chizuru, who was supposed to be in the room, seemed to have evaporated, and there was no human figure in the entire room.

Chizuru is missing.