Near the Beihu Hotel, a road with few pedestrians, the tall qinjiu with his back against his car''s contact phone, long silver hair flying in the snow, and eyes with dangerous excitement under the black brim.


    "Yes, I lost a reddish brown hair beside my seat, and installed a bug and a transmitter... It''s Shirley. That''s right," she said with a cigarette in her mouth. "The woman who betrayed the organization should go to you. If you don''t know her appearance, you can check the files in the organization''s computer..."


    "We will come to you after we make sure that there are no other things she has in the car..."


    Qinjiu grinned and said, "she will go, because I mentioned the medicine... Anyway, after seeing her, catch her and show me. I want to make sure it''s her, even if it''s only her head..."


    "But big brother," the big vodka, who was checking the car, asked, "is that woman really coming?"


    "Well," qinjiu hung up and took a cigarette for sure, "she''s the kind of person who will come to stop her. I''m afraid she doesn''t know we''re waiting for her yet."


    "What if she didn''t come?"


    "At least we already know that she is around the rice flower. Hum, it''s much easier to catch her when we have a range. Traitors always leave a smell."


    ……


    "Chenghu..."


    Chenghu detective office.


    Gao Cheng vaguely heard the call of Huiyuan, and suddenly opened his eyes. His body was full of sweat. It seemed that his fever had subsided, but he was still very uncomfortable.


    It''s already 6:30, and Huiyuan hasn''t come back yet. There''s only one missed call from his mobile phone.


    "When did Xiao AI call?"


    Gao Cheng covers his forehead and sits up. He is about to call Huiyuan back when his mobile phone rings.


    This is Conan.


    "Hello, Conan..."


    "What did you say? What happened to Huiyuan?! What about the phone? Can''t get through? "


    Gao Cheng broke out in a cold sweat again, and his face turned pale.


    He never dared to underestimate the butterfly effect he brought. If Huiyuan really had a chance, it must be his reason


    "Where are you now? Beihu City Hotel... I know. I''ll go there now. "


    Struggling to get out of bed, Gao Cheng, holding the wall, staggers to the bathroom and flushes his face with cold water. The cold touch wakes him up a lot.


    I looked at myself in the mirror, swallowed the pill, gulped a whole cup of warm water, changed my clothes, tied my hair back and put on the mask again,.


    Take a deep breath, grab the summoned Dongye lake with your right hand, and take it to the door and go downstairs under the eyes of manguno.


    "Woof, woof!"


    "Listen, manguno. I''ll be back soon."


    In front of Beihu Hotel, Dr. Ali''s eye-catching yellow beetle car stops at the side of the road. Conan, with a communication device in his hand, keeps shouting after connecting to the special glasses worn by Huiyuan, but he still doesn''t respond.


    It''s just that the detective badge in Huiyuan has no power, so it''s impossible to track the location


    "It''s been almost an hour since Huiyuan disappeared," Conan said heavily. "She and I were scattered by the chaotic crowd in the hall. Maybe someone took her away at that time..."


    "Is it Pisco, the member of the organization you are talking about?"


    Gao Cheng is in the back row. He already knows the general situation.


    At a memorial meeting of a well-known director, the organization silenced a politician who was also a member of the organization. The person in charge was a member of the organization code named Pisco. It was very likely that Xiao AI would be arrested by Pisco.


    Conan looked at the Beihu hotel surrounded by reporters and said, "after Huiyuan disappeared, I used your identity to call officer Mumu and asked him not to allow seven people with purple handkerchief to leave the hotel. Pisco should be among them. The key is gin and vodka..."


    "Xiao AI should be OK for the moment, or you can find me directly from your mobile phone."


    Gao Cheng gets out of the car, grabs a purple handkerchief that Conan gives him, and a small piece of chain fragment that emits light fluorescence in the night. He tightly looks back at Conan fiddling with the equipment: "Kudo, I will find Pisco, and Xiao AI will give it to you... We must find her position as soon as possible, just as I beg you..."


    "Chenghu..." Conan stared at Gao Cheng, who was very serious. He was stunned. He nodded his head and said, "I''ll contact you as soon as I have news... But your body now..."


    "Nothing, just a little cold."


    In the Beihu Hotel, Gao Cheng easily entered the crime scene after calling the police officer Mu Mu.


    "Ah," Mu Mu Mu was very happy to see Gao Cheng, "brother Chenghu, it''s so nice of you to come!"


    The seven people who were left for interrogation were all very important and put a lot of pressure on him. If Gao Cheng doesn''t come back, the police won''t be able to detain him for a long time


    "They are all in the nearby room for interrogation. I''ll take you there," Mu Mu said with a sigh of relief, looking at Gao Cheng''s mask. "Do you want to be reported just like Kudo?"


    Gao Cheng shook his head, holding Dongye Lake in his hands and said, "let''s have a look at the scene first." The body of the politician who was killed has been taken away, but the original traces remain at the scene, and the situation after the incident has also been recorded by the TV station at the scene. The memorial meeting was not at a low level. After receiving Conan''s anonymous phone call before the accident, he immediately came to protect the politicians. As a result, the lights went out because of the slide show. Finally, the politician who was out of sight was killed by the falling crystal chandelier in the dark. Gao Cheng goes to the bloody crystal chandelier and takes out the purple handkerchief and small pieces again. It looks like the chain of the suspended crystal lamp broke accidentally, because there was no device found at the scene. But it''s just a false impression made by the organization to kill... Now what he has is the clue. The first is the purple handkerchief. The guests who participate in the memorial meeting will register to get the handkerchief, and the colors are different. Only seven purple handkerchiefs have been issued. Conan picked up the falling purple handkerchief at the time of the accident, which was suspected to be owned by the murderer, so he locked in the only seven purple handkerchief holders in the venue. Secondly, a small piece of chain fragment with fluorescent coating fell on the dining table not far after the incident, which is related to what method the killer used to make the crystal lamp fall“ Drop by drop. " The detective badge in his pocket suddenly rings, and Conan''s voice rings when he is connected“ Chenghu, she has contacted Huiyuan. She seems to be locked up in a room in the hotel which serves as a wine cellar. It seems that PIs has not had time to tell her friends. "“ Is that right? " Gao Cheng was slightly relieved. He went to the corner and said in a deep voice, "I''ll control Pisco as soon as possible. You can find the wine cellar first."“ By the way, I''ve made Huiyuan drink Laobaigan wine there. If everything goes well, she should be able to recover as quickly as I did last time. Then she can climb up the chimney of the heater... "" hum! " Just finished with Conan, the mobile phone rang again, it was Xiao AI''s phone“ Chenghu... "Huiyuan''s weak voice came out," are you OK, Xiao AI? " Gao Cheng asked in a hurry“ Well, it''s OK for the time being, "Huiyuan gasped slightly." but the members of the organization will come to me sooner or later. Listen, don''t come to save me, because you can''t deal with the organization... The traces on the mobile phone have been cleaned up by me before. They should not know my relationship with you... "" what are you talking about? "“ Don''t you understand? If they already know about my diminution, even if they escape, they will be found soon. At that time, not only the people who come to save me, but all the people who are related to me will be killed... We can''t meet again. This is our last call... "" Xiao AI! "“ Doodle. " Before Gao Cheng''s response, the phone was disconnected and a busy tone sounded. Gao Cheng frowned, gritted his teeth, folded up his cell phone and turned to the silly waiting eyes“ Is there something urgent? " Mu Mu Leng Leng way, "really inconvenient words..." "Mu Mu police officer," Gao Cheng interrupted, "can you take me to see the seven people?"“ Ah? Good Near the venue, the police are still investigating, but several suspects are gradually dissatisfied“ What does that mean? " A woman with short and medium hair wearing glasses said angrily, "even if you haven''t asked me, why can''t you go back after asking me, or even make a phone call?"?! When do you want to get it? "Gao Mu said with a dry smile in a cold sweat:" I''m sorry... We still have some things to deal with, that... "Gao Cheng followed Mu Mu and looked at the seven suspects waiting in the corridor one by one. He had a bottom in his mind by comparing the identity data. The 35 year old music producer is a straight faced young man with long hair. 62. The owner of the professional baseball team, Sanping Kangfu, is bald and bearded. He looks fierce. Nantiao Shiguo, a 38 year old woman writer who has won the Zhimu prize, wears glasses with a short and medium hair. This is the one who has lost her temper. She looks impatient. An honest University Professor, 58 year old Biao Fangzhi. Kenzo kumayama, 71, chairman of the auto company, a silver haired financial giant, checks his watch time from time to time. Maicang Zhidao, the 43 year old venue master of ceremonies, was quite upset. Finally, Chris, a 29 year old popular American actress with long golden hair, looks at the snow outside the window indifferently. Until Gao Cheng passes by, she looks back and is surprised. Everyone is suspicious, and everyone doesn''t look like Pisco. It''s too hard to identify the organization killer who is good at camouflage and concealment. But piss must be among them.