The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 23: Jiang Xia is a good detective

Curator Ochiai is not the owner of the pavilion.

The pavilion is an asset for the bosses.

And the old curator is just a migrant worker who has a personal affection for his work. Just like the security guard guarding the vault, falling in love with the gold in Curry - this is destined to be a heavy and unfruitful love.

If the "demolition of the exhibition hall and the conversion of the hotel" must be regarded as a pot, then at least half of the pot should fall on the back of the former owner who sold the exhibition hall.

However, Curator Ochiai's anger was poured out to Boss Manaka with great concentration.

...At such a time, you can see how dangerous it is to have a poisonous tongue buff in this world.

When Jiang Xia spoke, the curator's eyes gradually became like copper bells beside him.

I don't know if I'm angry, or I'm finally sure that Jiang Xia sees him as a murderer.

Jiang Xia felt that the atmosphere was almost over, so he took out his phone and shook it towards the curator.

On the low-pixel screen, the scene of the curator picking up a pen is playing. This is a flaw in the curator's plan.

Jiang Xia said solemnly: "Turn yourself in. Don't take chances any more. What you do, the way you think is hidden, is seen by the people."

Curator Ochiai stared at the screen on his phone, and the last trace of confidence in his heart gradually disappeared.

......It wasn't even an hour before and after. He had been thinking about it for a long time and rehearsed the murder plan for more than a week. !

Conan, who was eavesdropping, was also shocked.

When they reasoned, they gave evidence step by step and perfected their logic... But when they arrived in Jiangxia, how could they fast-forward to the finale?

...and, is the curator really the murderer?

Conan reviewed the known conditions, but couldn't figure out how Jiang Xia came to this conclusion.

He originally wanted to ask, but the self-esteem of the young man made it difficult for Conan to speak.

However, after a little entanglement between self-esteem and curiosity, Conan suddenly realized that now, he is only a first-year child.

. . . Elementary school students ask high school students a question, what's wrong?

After thinking about it, Conan suddenly became enlightened.

He walked to Jiang Xia's feet with a cute face: "Well, can I look at your phone?"

Jiang Xia: "..."

...Kudou-san, why are you speaking in such a sudden tone?

Jiang Xia glanced at him inexplicably, pressed replay, and handed over the phone.

There are no shameful people in this phone.

When contacting the winery, Jiang Xia used another mobile phone.

Black and white.

Don't worry about Conan's emails popping up on his phone halfway through.

The video ends soon.

Conan faced the blackened screen, quickly integrating information in his mind.

After a while, he touched his chin and suddenly realized: "So that's the case... The note that the police found just now with the words 'Huotian' written on it was written by the curator and placed there, the pen picked up by the deceased. , is also a pen that cannot write, so the 'death message' he left behind was actually written by the murderer in advance and used to frame it."

The curator stared at Conan, and for a moment showed an expression of doubt about life.

——Forget it, Jiang Xia is a smart-looking high school student anyway.

But...

How could even a primary school student easily see through his key plan? !

His revenge, his art, his subtle layout...

Is it just a farce of playing a family level?

Conan returned the phone to Jiang Xia, just about to say thank you again.

But suddenly I heard a vicissitudes of life, an extremely complicated sigh.

The two turned their heads in confusion.

Then he was shocked to find that in just a few seconds, the curator looked ten years older.

The curator took a deep look at them and shook his head dejectedly: "Thank you for helping me recognize myself."

Then, under the gaze of two people "?", he walked towards the Mumu Police Department with haggard steps and turned himself in.

The Mumu Police Department originally thought that, judging from the death information, the murderer must be an employee here, Kuotian.

Unexpectedly, a curator suddenly appeared and turned himself in.

The curator briefly described the killing process, and said that even children could see through this method, and the police would find out sooner or later.

The Mumu Police Department felt guilty for a while, and was too embarrassed to ask more.

He glanced in the direction where the curator came, and found Jiang Xia standing there with a little boy with glasses.

So the Mumu police department directly excluded the elementary school students, and understood the "children" in the mouth of the old curator as Jiangxia.

I thought to myself, it seems that after Kudo Shinichi, I met another outstanding high school detective.

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Several police officers quickly took the curator away~IndoMTL.com~ The police also left.

Jiang Xia looked at the police team and followed the Mumu police department.

When the other party looked back at him in confusion, he said, "I'll make a record."

The Mumu police department was startled.

The detectives he had met before, one by one, went ahead and dashed fast when solving the case. But once the record is mentioned, the person is gone.

I'm used to that way of getting along, and now I meet Jiang Xia again... The police department is inexplicably moved.

Brother Jiang Xia is too cooperative.

It is recommended that detectives across the country learn from him!

Of course, Jiang Xia doesn't like taking notes.

Just now, after collecting evidence at the scene, the body was put into a body bag and sent to the police station.

In other words, the shikigami is also in the police station now...

This kind of thing, once the obsession is lifted, it will no longer be clinging to the legs, and it is easy to slip to other places.

Jiang Xia was really afraid that he would be late and would not be able to find it.

In this way, Jiang Xia slipped into the police's overtime team.

As soon as I walked out of the exhibition hall, a flash of light flashed on the front, and a group of reporters surrounded the door.

The homicides in this world are very hot.

Jiang Xia is not very skilled in dealing with the media and a few passersby who add drama without authorization.

After about ten minutes, he finally came to the police station as he wished.

While Jiang Xia was taking notes, the ghost baby looked around for a while, then sneakily crawled away from the master, hiding all the way to the morgue.

Jiang Xia glanced at its back silently, wanting to remind it that it doesn't need to play so much - even if the ghost baby walks arrogantly with gongs and drums on his waist, he will not be seen by the police.

...Well, maybe it shouldn't have seen so many shows before.