Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 178

The man was tall and burly, with a sinister face.

He was wearing a black suit with a black top hat, a black tie and a dark purple shirt inside, a bushy beard under his nose, and a chin like a buttock.

"Have a tequila."

He spoke with a strange accent, but his timbre was as rough as his appearance.

As for the identity of this man, Qin Zhibo didn't need to investigate, he knew that there was a high probability that he was a member of a black organization.

The whole person is almost exactly the same as Uozuka Saburo in terms of clothing and natural tonality.

On top of the man's head, Qin Zhibo saw his personal information.

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Name: Yukio Hirota

Sex: Male
Age: 45
Occupation: Trader
Social credit: 850
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Their occupations are different from Uozuka Saburo's, but in terms of social credit, the two are equally pitifully low.

On the other side of the bar, the bartender swiftly put a glass of tequila with half a slice of lemon in front of Yukio Hirota, then turned around and took out a black leather case from under the bar and put it on the counter.

Afterwards, the bartender returned to the center of the bar without saying a word and continued to wipe the glasses.

Hirota Yukio boldly picked up the tequila and drank it down. The wine glass hit the bar with a "snap" and took out two banknotes from his pocket and put them on the bar. Then he grabbed the handle of the black leather case and left. up the bar.

Qin Zhibo, who pretended to concentrate on drinking, witnessed the whole process.

This man named Yukio Hirota hardly spoke a word to the bartender throughout the whole process, except for the initial sentence "have a glass of tequila".

But when he left, Hirota Yukio got a black suitcase.

It seems that the bartender here is also a member of the black organization?
But since he is one of his own, why does Yukio Hirota give money after drinking?

Are you acting for an outsider like yourself?
is this necessary?

Or I thought too much, this Hirota Yukio is actually just a regular customer of this bar, someone actually stored something here and entrusted the bartender to Hirota Yukio?

No matter what the possibility is, Qin Zhibo must hurry after Hirota Xingsheng now, otherwise he will lose this hard-won clue.

But before leaving, Qin Zhibo still needs to eliminate the last trace of his activities here.

Qin Zhibo picked up the wine glass, drank the last sip of malt whiskey in it, and then quietly put on the magic power extractor.

After holding the wine glass with the hand wearing the magic power extractor, Qin Zhibo silently recited the spell in his heart, and a cleansing spell was used.

Cleansing spells, as the name suggests, are spells for cleaning items.

According to Koizumi Hongko, this is the spell used by the witch to clean the crucible. It can not only remove dirt on the physical level, but more importantly, it can wash away the residual magic power on the crucible.

Right now, this seemingly useless spell for Qin Zhibo came in handy.

A cleaning spell, which costs 1 point of mana, can clean the cup inside and out without leaving any fingerprints or saliva.

Afterwards, Qin Zhibo quickly checked out and walked out of the cocktail bar.

After Qin Zhibo left, the bearded bartender turned his head and glanced sideways at Qin Zhibo's glass left on the bar, and was not in a hurry to clean it up.

On the street, Qin Zhibo followed far behind Hirota Xingsheng.

Although he came out of the Dahei Building a few minutes late, Yukio Hirota, who was dressed in black in the crowd, was very recognizable.

Coupled with his tall stature, he is absolutely outstanding among the Japanese who are generally not so tall.

Following Hirota Xingsheng all the way, Qin Zhibo came to the Mihua Hotel not far from the Dahei Building. There was a sign at the main entrance of the hotel that said "Man Tiantian's new work release".

Full of heaven?
Isn't it Ren?

Qin Zhibo put aside his doubts for the time being, and followed Hirota Xingsheng into the hotel.

At the front desk of the hotel, Hirota Yukio stored the black leather case he brought from the cocktail bar at the front desk.

"Here, here is the number plate for your deposit."

The front desk lady of the hotel handed a yellow number plate to Yukio Hirota.

Yukio Hirota glanced at the number above, put the number plate in his pocket, and walked into the venue of Mantango game press conference with his hands in his pockets and a tricky posture.

In the venue, Qin Zhibo continued to follow.

In Qin Zhibo's eyes, this Hirota Xingsheng didn't seem to have any serious business here, just wandering around in front of the booths of various game consoles.

Am I thinking too much?
Maybe this Yukio Hirota is just an ordinary game lover who first goes to the bar to have a drink, pick up a black box, and then stroll around the new game press conference?
But his style is so similar to that Uozuka Saburo's, it really has to be doubted.

Just when Qin Zhibo secretly wondered if he suspected the wrong person, a passionate sound of gongs and drums sounded from a certain direction in the venue.

Clang--clang--

Attracted by the sound, Qin Zhibo looked in the direction of the sound, and happened to see Mao Lilan in front of the boxing game machine and Conan at his feet.

Mao Lilan took off the glove on his hand while looking contentedly at the numbers on the electronic screen of the game console.

400
Well, today's state should be pretty good.

The vigorous Mao Lilan handed the gloves to Conan next to him, and said with a smile: "Conan, why don't you try it too?"

As for this invitation, Conan, who was frightened into a cold sweat, quickly shook his head.

"No, no."

"I think I'd better experience other game consoles."

In this way, Mao Lilan and Conan went to experience other game consoles again.

When Qin Zhibo saw the boxing machine, he immediately became interested, so he went to the boxing machine and asked the staff for the gloves.

"I want to punch"

In order not to let Mao Lilan and Conan at the machine next to him hear his voice, Qin Zhibo, who can't change his voice, could only deliberately lower his voice.

The voice directly terrified the staff wearing glasses, and coupled with the somewhat uneven "texture" of Qin Zhibo's face, which made him look a bit vicious, he put on the gloves with both hands.

"please"

Qin Zhibo took the glove and moved his shoulders.

Although various fighting techniques around the world have their own characteristic movements, some basic movements are actually the same principle, such as punching.

After all, the power of a person to swing a fist with one arm is limited. If you want to create more powerful power, you must "swing" the muscles of your upper body along with your arm when you swing your fist.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo is using this technique.

bang——

Qin Zhibo's fist hit the target hard, and the powerful force made the rocker of the mat tremble.

Immediately afterwards, numbers were displayed on the front display screen.

399! !! !!

The score of 399 is only 400 point away from Mao Lilan's 1.

Could it be that there is actually not much difference in strength between himself and Mao Lilan?

Qin Zhibo checked his character card again, and felt that the problem was not that simple.

It should be that the highest number of this boxing machine is 400
(End of this chapter)