The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 74: It has nothing to do with me

However, no matter whether he can fly or not, Jiang Xia will never let go of the ghost at hand.

And this is the first adult male ghost he has ever met. He will go out and rob his house in the future... ah no, if you go to the chivalrous and righteous, you don't need to be a child and Miyano Akemi every day.

It's just that the pair of wings is a bit difficult to handle. When a puppet is created, I don't know what it will look like.

When the monk ghost saw Jiang Xia distracted, he leaned out half of his body from behind the hand sanitizer bottle, raised his hand and shook it in front of him.

Jiang Xia looked at it, he knew what this ghost wanted to do.

——The youngest monk here, Xiunian, is actually this ghost's younger brother. Xiunian didn't believe that his brother would commit suicide, so he went to this temple incognito half a year ago to find out the truth.

For half a year, Xiunian worked hard to investigate, and finally got an idea of ​​the criminal method, but couldn't find out who the murderer was.

But tonight, the behavior of the old monk walking away was too abnormal, Xiunian realized that something was wrong, and planned to ask Master late at night.

The ghost saw that his younger brother suddenly came, and felt bad—the old abbot was drunk tonight. According to his bragging tendency after drinking high, he may have accidentally revealed the truth, causing his younger brother to impulsively kill.

The ghost ran to Jiang Xia in a hurry, trying to ask for help.

Jiang Xia took off the bottle that was blocking the gap between one person and one ghost, kindly touched its head, and tugged at its wings: "Come and sign a contract with me, I can help you."

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The night is already deep.

The old abbot lit a candlestick very forcefully, poured himself a drink, and got very drunk.

Across the small table, Xiu Nian, who had successfully figured out the truth, stared at him angrily.

Xiunian's mood is very complicated at this time. Anger, sadness, sadness, and a little bit of regret -- if Master had asked this question earlier when he was drunk, he wouldn't have to work hard to investigate for half a year...

Xiu Nian didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while, she squeezed out a sentence from her teeth: "Please turn yourself in."

The old monk didn't know that Xiunian had a grudge against him, so he held the wine cup and laughed: "I don't have any evidence, why would I send myself in. And since that incident, we have become 'Misty' "Temple infested with tengu', it's famous! It's a pity that it's been in decline recently, if I can do it again..."

When the old monk said this, he shook his head regretfully and stretched his hand to the jug.

Xiunian glared at him, reaching for a piece of rope beside her.

The next second, the two were stunned at the same time.

——There was an eerie sound in the courtyard, and the two of them suddenly looked at the door leading to the courtyard, and saw that under the illumination of the courtyard lamp, a few broken shadows were projected on the door.

Outside the door, the pieces of paper were fluttering in a mess, and gradually gathered together to form a strange human figure.

Coincidentally, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the figure was reflected more clearly. The old monk stared at the shadow on the sliding door, and Jiu Jin was half scared. From the perspective of the silhouette, the "person" actually had a back on his back. With a pair of huge wings!

The old monk was stunned for a while, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he had read it wrong. Maybe it's just a strange-looking tree outside...

However, soon, a hand inserted into the gap of the door and slowly pushed the door open.

The gust of wind blows in, and the candlestick on the small table flickers on and off. At this moment, another flash of lightning fell, and the dark wings behind the person slammed open, covering the gate leading to the courtyard.

The uninvited guest looked at the terrified old monk and said softly: "It's actually very simple to get your income back to the peak - as long as there is one more victim of 'Wusten Dog' here."

In the flickering candlelight, the old monk vaguely saw the eyes of the "Wustengou" at the door. The outlines of those eyes were very similar to his apprentice - the apprentice who was hanged by him two years ago and framed for the misty dog. .

At the moment when the eyes crossed, the old monk heard the voice of "Fog Tengu" suddenly full of malice, he smiled coldly, and then said: "I think you are very suitable."

The old monk poured a cool breath to the top of his head.

He covered his heart for two or three seconds, and then fell silently.

Jiang Xia: "...?"

This man fell too fast. Could it be that he was pretending to be dead? He still has a complete set of lines and actions that he hasn't brought out yet...

Xiu Nian next to her was also stunned.

It took a few seconds for him to regain his senses. He grabbed the lampstand that had been extinguished, held it in front of him like a weapon, and asked tremblingly, "Two years ago, you killed Zhongnian?! "

Think about it carefully~IndoMTL.com~ This foggy tengu looks a lot like his brother. Although he is much more handsome than his brother and has hair, he can still see some shadows. Could it be that Brother Zhongnian was actually eaten by Wutiangou? !

...Eh, it doesn't seem right, the old monk just admitted that Zhongnian killed him. Zhongnian's body was not lost.

And two years ago, in the confinement room where Zhong Nian died, there was a big hole in the wall. From the perspective of killing methods, it was collapsed by the current, but if it was explained theologically, it was knocked out by the foggy dog.

But at present, it seems that the foggy dog ​​in front of me does not seem to have the habit of bumping things - paper partitions are much easier to hit than the walls of the confinement room, but just now, the foggy dog ​​still pushed the door in, and Not as savage as legend...

I don't know if the IQ of the foggy dog ​​has evolved, knowing that it is more convenient to walk through the door, or it is a relatively unique foggy dog ​​that ignores tradition and is good at being lazy.

The Wutiangou suddenly appeared here. Could it be because he was dissatisfied that the old monk borrowed its name to kill people, so he came to the door?

Thinking of this, Xiunian subconsciously looked at the old monk who fell to the ground.

Under the gaze of Wutiangu, the old monk's face was pale, his chest stopped heaving, and he gradually lost his breath.

Xiu Nian was horrified.

He rolled and crawled away from the foggy dog: "You...you can kill people with your thoughts?!"

The murderous aura that had just brewed in him also fell to the ground as if frightened.

Jiang Xia: "..."

How can you learn to touch porcelain at such a young age? Obviously the old monk died suddenly.

Jiang Xia glanced at Xiaobai and Miyano Akemi. The two ghosts understood it instantly and ran over to retrieve the murderous aura.

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