Chapter 263 Variables
Chapter 264 Variables

After walking out of the venue, I headed towards the monitoring room. Because the memorial service was being held, there were two security guards working in the monitoring room, staring at the screen intently, watching the upper-class people walking around the venue.

I quietly entered the security room, placed a quick-acting hypnotic gas in front of the door, and then quietly exited. A few minutes later, when I walked in, the two security guards inside had fallen asleep on the table. Gently pushing them away, I began to control the surveillance of the memorial service, adjusting the angle, and aiming the four screens in four directions, namely the host of the venue, Conan, the main entrance, and not far from Vermouth. As for why I dare not face Vermouth directly. I was afraid that if I faced Sister Bei directly, she would find something unusual. Even in the current situation, I have to be careful when moving the camera, for fear that she will see the clues. After all, Sister Bei is an expert in lurking, and she is very sensitive to the abnormalities in the surrounding situation. The slightest movement will trigger her vigilance.

However, after the four cameras were positioned, I didn't need to move them, because Conan was the only one running around. I only had to pay attention to him occasionally, while the others basically stood near their own circles and chatted with friends or collaborators about related content. And my eyes were also fixed on Sister Bei, who was chatting and laughing in the crowd of film and television circles.

Against the backdrop of the pure black dress, the lines of Sister Bei's figure were perfectly outlined. The unique openness of the West made her clothes only half cover the fullness of her chest. The wavy golden hair was lightly tied behind her head with a headband to show the humblest respect for the deceased. The same delicate face and the innate noble posture made her more outstanding in her conversation group. The unique temperament of a star was also fully reflected at this moment. If you don't know her inside out, who would know how terrible and poisonous the sharp thorns under this delicate black rose are.

Staring at Vermouth on the screen, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt nervous. Vermouth was clearly talking to her film and television partners, but I seemed to see some doubts between her brows. But I didn't dare to point the camera at her because of her sensitive eyes and meticulous mind. I could only frown and analyze where the slightly touched sense of disharmony and my subtle nervousness came from.

"He lowered his eyes three times and frowned once, which was unrelated to the conversation. He leaned to the left and looked back past the person he was talking to. Did he see Kudo?" he muttered to himself. I turned the camera on the other side as far as possible towards Conan's position. Sure enough, at a table not far away, I saw Conan looking around, but strangely, his glasses were gone. "Huh? Took off his glasses? Why?" I couldn't understand why Conan did this, but soon I knew where the superman-like glasses had gone. They were worn on the face of another person, a girl with short brown hair.

"Shiho?! How did she get in!" When I saw Shiho beside Conan, my heart ached, because at that moment I understood that Vermouth was not looking at Kudo, but Shiho beside Kudo!
There was no time to think. I risked being discovered by Vermouth and pointed the camera directly at her, but found that Vermouth had left the place where she had just stood and walked to the front of the venue. Not only her, but other people also began to gather, which marked that the memorial service was about to begin. The camera followed Vermouth closely, and she did not notice such surveillance. In fact, I guessed the reason. Vermouth was distracted by seeing Shiho. I saw her quickly walk to an old man in a black suit. The old man listened for about fifteen seconds, then turned around and walked back.

"Pisco? It's him!" Seeing the old man's actions, I knew who it was even with my toes. When I looked closely, I found that the old man was actually the economic industry giant, Mr. Masuyama. Seeing this, I hurriedly took out my phone to call Conan to remind him to take Shiho away quickly, but when I took out my phone, I found that there was not even a signal at my location. "Tsk, are all the signals blocked because of the memorial service?" I was anxious and subconsciously looked at the screen again, but the picture I saw made my face change in an instant. Because when I looked up again, the screen was already pitch black, and only the place where the crowd gathered was flickering with a faint light.

"Slides?!" I looked at the scene in front of me in amazement. "What a troublemaker!" I turned around and rushed to the door, but stopped at the door, turned back, completely destroyed the surveillance system, took the videotape, and ran out again. I walked quickly to the venue. I quietly entered the venue. It was still pitch black here. I could only see vague figures. But it was very easy to find Conan among a group of adults. But what worried me was that I didn't see Shiho's shadow.

"Hey!" I walked quickly towards Conan and patted his shoulder.

"Huh!" Conan, who was still looking around, was frightened by me. "Where have you been!" Seeing me appear, Conan also became nervous.

"Where's Shiho?" I ignored his question and asked directly.

"I don't know. The emcee just showed everyone the slides. After the lights were turned off, the crowd rushed to the front desk. Huibara and I were separated by the crowd, but when I squeezed out of the crowd to find her, I found that she was gone." Conan saw that I mentioned Shiho directly, and he knew that I was in the monitoring room just now and saw everything that happened here, so he explained to me without saying much. "Xun, what did you see in the monitoring room?"

"I don't have time to tell you this. Shiho might be in danger." I frowned. "Why did Shiho come in? Did she tell you?"

"She said she had something very important to tell you, but the phone couldn't get through. It seemed the signal here was blocked, so she came in by herself. I was afraid she would be exposed, so I gave her the glasses to cover her up."

"Is that so?" I understood what happened, but what on earth made Shiho willing to risk being exposed to come in? "Whatever, you stay here..."

Bang, ding... snap!

Before I finished speaking, a series of sounds rang in my ears. The slide show was playing. The field of vision was pitifully low, but I could still judge what was happening here based on the loud noise.

The first sound was a gunshot, which was silenced and covered with something, so the sound was not loud, and was covered by the MC's voice, making it difficult to tell the direction. The second sound came from overhead, the sound of the chandelier's chain being broken, and the third loud shattering sound from the center of the venue must have been the loud sound of the chandelier falling to the ground.

This strange loud noise attracted the attention of everyone in the venue. Soon, the lights in the venue were turned on, and people found the shattered chandelier and the congressman who was trapped under the lamp. In an instant, screams filled the entire venue.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

Looking around the entire venue, everyone was surprised and panicked by the accident in the center of the venue, but in such an environment, I could not see Shiho. "Is it true that the one who is supposed to come can't escape?" I frowned and looked at Tunkou lying in the glass fragments and blood, shook my head and said to Conan. "There is no point in you continuing to investigate now. The criminal is undoubtedly Pisco. Now I will go to find him, and you find a way to keep the police here. And delay time as much as possible, and drag Gin who will be here soon here, while I go to find Shiho. Remember, try not to expose your identity as Kudo Shinichi, and think of other ways." I concealed the truth about Pisco's identity, left a few words for Conan, and then turned around and ran out of the venue.

I don't know what Conan is thinking at this moment, but the only thing I know is that this time is different from the original plot, because it was not Pisco who fired the gun, but Vermouth, Vermouth. Although she tried her best to cover it up, but the moment the light was turned on, I clearly saw her put the pocket revolver hidden in her sleeve into her side pocket. And the old man Masuyama, or Pisco, who had talked to Vermouth, was no longer in this venue. There is no need to think too much. Vermouth must have discovered the shrunken Shiho and ordered Pisco to take Shiho away. So, I don't know whether Shiho's identity will be exposed now. After all, Gin has not arrived here yet, and Vermouth likes to pursue mysticism, so whether it will be exposed is still an unknown, but to reduce this unknown, I must find Pisco as soon as possible and kill him to prevent any unknown variables from happening.

"Room 404 in the old building. This is where Pisco hid Shiho in the plot. If nothing changes, she should still be hidden here by Pisco." I ran outside the venue and stood in front of the interior floor plan looking for the location of Room 404. After confirming the location, I ran again towards the direction of the room.

The old building is located next to the Beihu Hotel. It only took me a few minutes to run from the hotel, but I almost ran out of energy in those few minutes. Soon I arrived at the door of Room 404. Standing in the corridor, I calmed down a little, took out the SAS dagger and the fingerprint identification gun specially made for me by Shoulang from my necklace, and then knocked on the door softly.

"Who!" An old voice came from inside. It must be Masuyama.

"It's me." I lowered my voice and imitated Gin's tone.

"Huh? How did you know I was here... Huh? Ugh! Ahem, uh..." Without giving him a chance to speak, the moment he opened the door, my SAS dagger turned into a purple electric light and went straight to his throat. In an instant, blood spilled all over the floor.

After Pisco fell to the ground, I quickly entered the room, locked the door, and dragged the still twitching Pisco into the room. Then I stabbed him several times until he died completely. I searched his body and found a phone, a pistol with a silencer, and a mini laptop. But the computer was not turned on. It should be that he was killed by me before he had time to investigate Shiho.

In the corner of the room, I saw Shiho who was in a coma. She must have been knocked unconscious by Pisco. I came to her side, pinched her philtrum, and gently patted her cheek, trying to wake her up.

"Hmm..." With a moan, Shiho slowly opened her eyes in response to my call.

"Shiho, Shiho... wake up, it's me." Seeing Shiho open her eyes, I hurriedly said to her.

"Bing? What's wrong with you...where am I?" Shiho, who was still in a daze, shook her dizzy head and asked me.

"You were caught by Pisco, remember?" I smoothed her hair on the side of her face, hoping that she would be more sober.

"Pisco..." Shiho recalled. "Ah... I remember now, I didn't see you at the venue, and when Kudo and I were looking for you, someone drugged me from behind... Was it Pisco?"

"Yes, but it's okay now, he's dead." I pointed at the body at the door. "But you, didn't you say you were waiting for me? Why did you come in privately?" I asked Shiho. After all, such a risky thing really scared me. If we were not careful, we would expose our target. At that time, Shiho and I could only hide.

"Well, because I have something very important to tell you right away." Shiho suddenly became serious. "We have to leave here immediately, the sooner the better. Although Gin hasn't come yet, I saw someone who is more important than Gin. We must escape."

"Who? Vermouth?" I asked subconsciously.

"No..." Shiho frowned, "It's Ling."

　A late night post. . So sleepy. . No energy to check, everyone, please take a look. . Ou Yasmi. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)