Deep mountain hot spring hotel, Liju Hotel, because of the news of sickle weasel, it attracted a wave of people. Gao Cheng took Xiao AI to come here to find out.

Together, there are also those who are said to be very idle and dare to help. Of course, Yui Uehara is not able to come.

"Isn't this under the jurisdiction of Nagano Prefecture?" Gao Cheng was surprised.

"Although it is at the junction, it is generally under the jurisdiction of qunma county." Zhu Fu explained.

When it comes to qunma County, Gao Chenggong thinks of the mountain village drill of the Keng goods police.

It's hard to say.

Because it's meal time, the restaurant of Liju hotel is full of people, and there is a table of Gao Cheng's acquaintances.

It's not Yamamura, it's Maori Kogoro from Tokyo, it's Osaka, it's Shibu and Heye.

Xiaolan tasted the special hot drink of the hotel, relaxed and said: "this kudzu powder soup is delicious. It has the smell of ginger, and the body warms up immediately."

"Right?" And ye happy way, "magazine has introduced that this hotel's kudzu soup is very delicious!"

Maori xiaowulang put down his tea cup and listened patiently to the two girls saying, "and then? What can I do for you? "

The service department drank the Gefen soup and said with a smile, "didn't they all say it was Gefen soup? This is also very effective for hangovers... "

"Hangover..." uncle's forehead was blue, and he suddenly said angrily, "don't you just want me to drink this kind of sticky thing, just call me Maori Kogoro to this hotel in the mountains of Changye county?"

"Ha ha, it's an event. Let me show you a picture."

The service department grinned and took out a photo of the hotel's open-air hot spring. There was a running shadow on the steaming water, with a scythe on his back, just like a sickle weasel monster harvesting human life.

"It's like running on a hot spring, isn't it? The background of this photo is the open-air hot spring of the hotel. The reporter who published this photo took another one from the same angle, which proved that it was not a special effect shot. Look, the water under the shadow is very obvious... "

"There are really sickle weasels!" Suddenly a child's voice broke into the clothing department.

"I see it! When it ran over the hot spring

The boss's wife's son, a little boy with a bobhead, argued with Gao Cheng, who questioned the sickle weasel, at the door: "I ran after him, but I couldn't run on the hot spring. It was like being enchanted. After I fell into the hot spring, I couldn't move at all. I felt like I was drowning. When I woke up, I found myself lying in the corridor all wet!"

"Kang Ping!"

The beautiful hostess of the hotel ran over in a hurry and apologized to Gao Chengji: "this child is like this..."

At this meeting, a bearded man with a melon face came over. If he didn't have a beard, he could hardly see his chin, and his hair was all combed behind his head. Looking at his artistic temperament, this man was the monthly reporter who published the photos of sickle weasel mentioned by the Ministry of clothing. When he saw the boss's wife, he said: "sorry, Gao Mei, I published some strange photos in the magazine, Has it caused you a lot of trouble? "

"No," the landlady said with a smile to the male reporter, wearing a kimono. "Thanks to you, the number of guests has increased, but probably due to the relationship between sickle weasels, the number of visitors to the open-air hot spring has decreased..."

"Well! What sickle weasel! It's so unpleasant! "

A little old man with Mediterranean hairstyle and white hair somehow emerged from the other side. His face was full of old man spots and wrinkles, and he had a white beard on his chin. He was wearing the kimono of an elder, and he was not easy to talk.

The old man is the father-in-law of the hostess. Ohno Bonzo is 72 years old. He looks back at the people and says to the hostess, "it's only for a while to attract guests by this kind of strange talk. It can't solve the serious financial deficit of the hotel. That's the only way to increase the passenger flow."

Then the old man showed a faint smile.

"Right, Madame?"

"Father, father-in-law," the landlady flustered, "didn't I refuse that before?"

"When the ghost storm is over and the business can no longer be maintained, your idea will change," the old man said with a smile. "However, if someone is killed by a sickle weasel, it's another matter, ha ha."

Looking at the old man's back, the landlady was silent. Without waiting for her friend to ask what was the matter, she turned to her son and said, "Kangping, has your room been arranged? Don't you want to invite your friends over for a birthday party tomorrow? "

"Not yet..."

"Then go and get it ready, and come again!"

Proprietress opens son, this just relaxed tone, wipe forehead sweat a little, embarrassed ground to public humanitarian: "let you see laugh."

Hu Zinan is a junior high school classmate of the boss's wife. He has a good relationship with her all the time. He worries in his eyes and says, "are you OK, Gao Mei? Your hands are so chapped. "

"It's OK," the landlady shook her head. "Since my husband died last year, my work has increased a lot..."

As if she didn't want to say more, the landlady turned to Gao Cheng and said, "would you like to taste the Gefen soup? No charge. "“ That, "Gao Cheng took back his eyes as the old man disappeared. He couldn't help asking the landlady," the way I just said is... "The landlady's face froze“ In fact, it's nothing. It's just a joke. " Leaving the restaurant, under the questioning of the male reporter, the landlady finally blushed and told the truth. Before Gao Chengduo thought about it, the voice of Maori Kogoro came from behind“ "Women's body is flourishing?" Maori Kogoro stares at the landlady“ Is it the kind that puts sashimi on * * to entertain guests? That kind of thing, i... that old man wants the landlady to fight in person? "“ Yes, "the landlady was startled by her uncle. Seeing that it was a hotel guest, she said awkwardly," if he said that, the number of guests would double, but it's not appropriate to think about it, right? " Maori xiaowulang wanted to see it very much in his heart. Nvti Sheng only saw it in that kind of film, but he said seriously: "the dead old man would really think that if it was made public, it would be a blatant crime of indecency!" Gao Cheng looks at yizhengyan's uncle in black. He catches a glimpse of Fu Bu and Conan, and their eyelids jump. The smell of the case? Quite strong... "Uncle, why are you here?" Seeing Gao Cheng, the service department said with a guilty heart: "coincidentally, Chenghu, there have been no cases recently, so I brought them here... Your eldest lady said that you were on a business trip."... " I'm afraid not all the monsters are here. Gao Cheng's eyelids collapsed and he couldn't speak.