Thinking this, Vodka straightened his clothes, gritted his teeth, took off his sunglasses, and assumed the look of an honest office worker in a suit.
Then he jogged all the way to the counter and said to the astonished receptionist, "Do you have a black Lexus RX300? Hurry, get me one. Money is no object!"
The receptionist froze for a moment. Faced with the sudden request, she instinctively followed procedure. "Do you have a reservation?"
"No, but it's urgent!" Vodka brought out every bit of acting skill he had honed around Uzo lately, along with the little manipulation trick he had taught himself, trying to infect the other party with his anxiety. "My boss is getting married today, and I'm leading the wedding convoy. But I was in a rush just now and unfortunately scraped a fire hydrant. That car can't be used anymore. You should have a similar model here, right? Rent me one so I can handle this emergency."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of cash and slapped it onto the counter.
"This..." The money offensive was simple but effective. The receptionist glanced awkwardly at the broken surveillance camera, then silently pocketed the tip. "Please wait a moment. I'll check for you."
Vodka nodded and looked at the receptionist expectantly, but in reality, having already hacked into the Database, he knew perfectly well that this place had only three black Lexus RX300s. Two were currently rented out, and the remaining one had also been reserved for today.
The person who had reserved it was Mouri Ran's father, Mouri Kogoro.
"Thinking about it carefully, my previous line of thought was completely wrong. I'd always been guarding against traps from Uzo, but when you live in this world, danger can come from every direction. Even if I