Chapter 1252 Threatening Letter (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Today, for the first time, there was no murder.

Sakaki felt very incredible.

On the way back to the hotel, he kept observing Conan, not because he doubted Conan's physique, but because he

The pride on Conan's face could no longer be suppressed.

Purely showing off to him.

That expression seemed to say again:

"Look, I told you I'm not the God of Death! You really blamed me wrongly before!"

Sakaki still didn't believe it.

Even if the King of Heaven comes today, it is impossible to change Conan's impression in his mind!

The God of Death is the God of Death, and there will be problems wherever he goes, but

Who said the God of Death can't take a holiday?

007’s life also needs entertainment to relieve stress!

so.

It's definitely not Sakaki's fault, but the timing's fault.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when Sakaki and others returned to the hotel. As soon as they entered the hotel door, they saw Mouri Kogoro, Fei Eri and the hotel's young proprietress Imoto Koe sitting on the sofa in the lobby, whispering to each other with solemn expressions.

They seemed to be discussing something.

"What are you looking at?"

Conan, who was in a good mood, stepped forward and received a punch from Kogoro Mouri as expected.

"Why do you hit me!"

Covering his head, Conan felt aggrieved, really aggrieved.

If you say that he was beaten before, maybe it was because he ran around at the crime scene and deserved to be beaten, but today

A crime scene with a hammer!

He just ran up to watch the fun from the perspective of a child. Is this wrong and should he be beaten?

There is no justice!

"I get angry when I see your careless, giggling face."

Mouri Kogoro glanced at him:

"That's why I'm going to beat you up."

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Conan felt that his family status had dropped a bit.

Now it seems to be lower than Mouri Kogoro.

As the saying goes, one thing brings down another. If Mourilan can't control Conan, Mouri Kogoro can.

And Mouri Kogoro was suppressed by Fei Yingri, who cherished Xiaolan too much, and Xiaolan couldn't defeat Conan.

As a family of four, you take care of me and I take care of him, forming a perfect closed loop.

"Xiaolan, did you have fun tonight?"

Fei Yingli asked with a smile.

"Well, the ski resort is so fun. We must go there together tomorrow!"

Mao Lilan sat next to her mother and began to talk about the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain and the soft and sweet sweetness of the wine mochi.

By the way, I complained about Kudo Shinichi.

Then Conan got punched again.

"I'd love to."

So said Kogoro Mori.

After sobering up, Mouri Kogoro also started his work. He said it was work, but it was just solving a threatening letter for a fan. In his eyes, it was not a problem at all.

"The contents of the letter are all words cut out from newspapers, and the handwriting cannot be judged."

Mouri Kogoro stared at the threatening letter and fell into deep thought:

"And there is no stamp on the envelope, and there is no sender. It cannot be sent to the hotel through normal mail. Miss Imoto, where did you find this letter?"

"I didn't find it."

The landlady shook her head and looked at Kawahara Ryoma who was storing the car keys at the front desk:

"It was Mr. Kawahara who found this letter in the car two days ago and brought it to me."

"In the car?"

Mouri Kogoro frowned:

"Will the cars used by your hotel to pick up and drop off guests be locked when not in use?"

"Of course, the car is a valuable item, so you must treat it with care!"

The landlady said:

"Mr. Kawahara has always been responsible for this matter. He cleans the carriage every time after picking up guests. Only then did he see the unnamed letter left in the back row."

The content of the letter is very simple, only one short sentence:

[If Taketori does not cease operations within 30 days, an unpredictable disaster will occur]

A simple threatening letter.

The clues left by the prisoner in the letter were very few.

Even if I pick out the words, I can only circle the two places "30 days" and "unpredictable disaster".

"Has Taketori had any conflicts with anyone?"

Bourbon who was listening suddenly asked:

"Don't miss any small details."

"It has been a full year since Mazhutori was renovated and opened for business."

The landlady recalled:

“Before that, Taketori was just an ordinary Japanese-style B&B, just as inconspicuous as other hotels in Arima Hot Spring Street. Due to the outdated facilities and the fact that it was not as close to the city center as other hotels, business has not been very good. "

"Last year, a tourist who came to Kobe and stayed at our hotel suggested that we renovate the hotel and create our own style."

“I accepted his suggestion and spent a lot of money to transform Taketori into a hotel in both Western and Japanese styles. I also built a private hot spring bath, arranged for vehicles to pick up and drop off guests for free, and promoted it on the Internet. Over the past month, the number of tourists staying at Taketori has gradually increased, and now they are even more numerous. Even though it is the off-season, half of the hotel’s rooms are occupied! ”

Speaking of this, the landlady smiled from ear to ear, feeling both proud and pleased.

"I see."

Mouri Kogoro nodded:

"But the number of tourists visiting Kobe is almost the same every year. If the number of guests staying at Taketori-tei increases, it means that the business of other hotels will be affected. This letter requires Taketori-tei to close. Could it be the work of other hotels?"

"No, no!"

The proprietress denied it repeatedly:

"The real reason for the booming business of Taketori-tei is the publicity on the Internet, which has attracted many new tourists. The business of other hotels has not been affected, but is better than before!"

"They are all very grateful to Taketori-tei!"

"Oh"

With his brows furrowed, Maori Kogoro asked:

"If it is not an outsider, then it may be the work of an insider."

"Inside Taketori-tei, Have there been any unpleasant things?"

"Of course there have been."

The lady boss said without hesitation:

"For example, Mr. Makita, who was fired last year, worked at Taketori-tei for 10 years, but his service attitude has always been bad. He was often complained by guests, saying that he banged on the guest room door in the middle of the night with a cold face, as if someone owed him money."

"Because there were too many complaints, I fired Mr. Makita in order to thoroughly reform Taketori-tei. He was replaced by Mr. Ryoma Kawahara."

"In addition to Mr. Makita, I also replaced the old staff in the kitchen with chefs who are proficient in kaiseki cuisine. It can be said that since last year, Taketori-tei has been completely renewed and has become different from before!"

"That's the problem!"

Mouri Kogoro slapped his thigh and said firmly:

"It must be that the old employees you fired, the lady boss, hate you in their hearts, so they wrote such a threatening letter!"