Chapter 1085

"Then next," Jirokichi Suzuki looked at the unhappy Ginzo Nakamori and said confidently, "I'll talk about the mechanism prepared for this gemstone this time."

"Hand me that glass over there."

In the airship's pantry, two female waitresses were preparing drinks.

The short-haired girl noticed the long-haired girl scratching her arm, and a red rash had appeared near the cuff of her short sleeve.

"Hey, what's wrong with your arm?"

"It seems like I was bitten by a mosquito, it's so itchy," the long-haired girl said helplessly, "I can't believe there are mosquitoes even in such a high place."

"Excuse me," Akaso Kaze groped and poked his head into the pantry, asking the two female waitresses, "Sorry, is there anything to eat?"

"Ah, yes," the long-haired girl turned her head to see Akaso Kaze and hurriedly left the pantry, "I'll go get it for you right away, please wait a moment."

"Thanks."

Akaso Kaze smiled, but when he brushed past the long-haired girl, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of smoke.

Although he wasn't some old-fashioned person, the long-haired girl's delicate and quiet appearance was really a bit…

"Hmm?"

The moment he withdrew his gaze, Akaso Kaze's peripheral vision swept over the red rash on the long-haired girl's left arm.

It didn't look like a sign of a mosquito bite.

"You are Lord Akaso, right?" The short-haired girl who was setting up the cups and pouring tea looked at Akaso Kaze and smiled, "I saw your news a while ago. Would you like to drink something?"

"Uh, just a glass of juice will do." Akaso Kaze looked at the short-haired girl again.

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but it seemed like many young handsome men and beautiful women in this world had the face shape of Kudo Shinichi or Mouri Ran.

He had to admit, there were no ugly people with this face shape; they could pull off any hairstyle—delicate, lively, cute, spirited.

"What's wrong?" The short-haired girl saw Akaso Kaze dazed and asked in confusion.

"N—nothing."

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly and turned to leave.

"Then, I'll go back to the restaurant first."

"I say, Akaso-san," Sonoko stood in front of Akaso Kaze with her hands on her hips and asked suspiciously, "Did you stare at that pretty waitress until you were dazed?"

"H—how is that possible?"

Akaso Kaze almost bumped into Sonoko, and the corners of his mouth curled up upon hearing this.

Come to think of it, Sonoko also had this face shape.

"Ding!" The observation elevator door opened, and Ran and a male waiter with freckles walked out of the elevator silently.

"Wait," just as the male waiter was about to go downstairs, Ran suddenly called out, "I still don't fully trust you."

The male waiter was stunned and bowed slightly, "I'll excuse myself first."

The rough reporter Fujioka happened to pass by, and after the waiter left, he turned back to look at Ran, who was inexplicably distracted.

"Whoosh!" Ran was stunned when she saw Fujioka.

Fujioka laughed and said, "As expected of the karate Kanto tournament champion."

"Ran," Akaso Kaze brushed past Fujioka and turned to Ran, asking, "What happened?"

He had also seen Ran and that male waiter come out of the elevator just now. Logically speaking, Ran should have been in the guest room. And that waiter…

"A small misunderstanding," Ran smiled at Akaso Kaze and Sonoko, "I just went up to take another look at the gemstone."

"Squish!"

Sonoko suddenly reached out and pulled Ran's cheek.

"Ouch!" Ran covered her face in pain, feeling dazed, "Sonoko, what are you doing?"

"You don't look like the usual Ran at all, so I'm testing to see if someone is impersonating Ran," Sonoko giggled, "Looks like not."

"Of course not!"

"Oh my, because Kid has also disguised himself as you before, Ran."

Akaso Kaze looked at Sonoko and Ran playing around with his eyelids drooping, his gaze turning to the stairs below.

That male waiter was Kid.

But even if he caught this guy, there were still quite a few candidates for the remaining inside men.

Those two female waitresses, plus the 4 media personnel, and crew members like bodyguards and chefs.

The only ones he felt relatively at ease with were Ginzo Nakamori's group. 2.9

If he judged from the most suspicious people first.

The situation at the Sky Observation Deck appeared in Akaso Kaze's mind.

At that time, he had carefully observed everyone. Fujioka seemed very concerned about Uncle Mouri and even took the initiative to ask the uncle to go to the smoking room to smoke later, but it was also possible he was just building a relationship to write a report.

Then there was the enthusiastic producer Mizukawa. He was an acquaintance on the Nichiuri TV side, but it wasn't impossible that he had been bought off, or that he was a member of the criminal group himself.

His identity was too much of a hindrance. Right now, the ones who could act most easily were Kid and that kid Conan.