The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 360: Have to find a lucky detective to take the blame (2 in 1
As expected, Conan wasn't crushed by the bag that contained Haibara Ai.
He hesitated for a moment, and under the oppressive gaze of Miss Anonymous, he nodded his head pretending to agree, trotted with Ai Huihara, and left in the chaos.
After successfully slipping out of the hotel and finding the Doctor's little beetle on the side of the road covered with snow and crushed ice, Conan put the bag in the back seat and unzipped it under the suspicious gaze of Dr. Agsa.
After releasing the Haibara Ai inside, Conan turned around again and planned to get off the bus and return to the Cupido City Hotel.
Although Anonymous just said that whoever returns to the hotel before dawn will kill whoever, but Conan can't control the idea of "going back and adding a kick" - in case he can catch Anonymous before killing the members of the black organization If one or two members of the organization are handed over to the police, the police can get a lot of information about the black-clothed organization. Rounding up is that Kudo Shinichi takes the antidote and returns to the peak of his life...
However, before the beautiful thoughts dissipated, Conan just opened the door halfway, and suddenly a cold on his leg.
At the same time, there is a little needle-like pain.
...Wait, it seems that the "like" has to be removed.
Conan turned his head back in astonishment, and saw Haibara Ai's expression was a little apologetic, but his movements were extremely firm, holding a tube of unknown injection, and the needle sank into his body.
The medicine in the special injection was quickly filled.
Conan only had time to spit out the word "You...!" in a short and stunned manner, before he fell down on his seat.
The last thought that flashed through his mind was: This needle is so familiar, Xiao Bai Yi Rong has become Hui Yuan Ai? ! That's right, some time ago, Anonymous did seem to have a member who could change his face, and that person pretended to be an English teacher and took Jiang Xia... What is this mysterious organization trying to do tonight? !
Before waiting for a series of question marks in his head to produce results, Conan fell into a deep sleep unwillingly.
Dr. Agasa's response was a little slower.
When he twisted his slightly plump body and turned his head from the driver's seat, Conan behind him had closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Haibara Ai put down the empty needle, climbed over and closed the rear door that Conan pushed open just now.
Then she turned her blue eyes slightly, looked at Dr. Li, and said in a natural tone: "Go home, let's not continue to interfere with this side's affairs."
"Oh, alright..." Dr. A Li started a fire in a daze, and did so subconsciously.
Unlike Conan, the old man is very good at taking opinions. When encountering matters related to the case, he often obeys Conan's instructions. Now that Conan is dead, he subconsciously follows what Haibara Ai said.
After driving a few meters away, Dr. A Li gradually responded: If he can leave, it seems that the crisis of death has been lifted.
He immediately turned his attention elsewhere with great enthusiasm.
Recalling the injection in Hai Yuanai's hand just now, Dr. A Li said in surprise and a little surprise: "Isn't that the medicine I was responsible for developing, Jiang Xia asked someone to help me promote it on TV a while ago, Since then, it has been sold as a self-defense product, and the advertising effect is really good, and my research funds have been greatly increased."
Hearing these words, Haibara Ai silently glanced at the needle in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Miss Anonymous didn't lie to her, this is really an anesthetic.
——As a scientist who is good at persecuting himself in his mind, when Ai Haibara sees an unfamiliar medicine, some bad associations will immediately emerge in his mind.
Just now, she tried her best to convince herself that if Miss Anonymous wanted to kill Conan, she could just pick him up and strangle him to death. There was no need to poison her, so she made up her mind to give Conan the medicine.
Now that I have received confirmation from Dr. Agasa again, Haibara Ai's last dangling heart has been relieved, and her conscience is completely relieved.
Conan may not take the anonymous threat to heart.
But Hai Yuanai recalled the scene just now, and clearly remembered the appearance of Miss Anonymous when she said, "Pisk won't survive tonight" - her demeanor and tone, understated as if she was going to step on a bug, And with a faint joy emanating from the bottom of his heart... Since such a person would say something like "enter the hotel before dawn, I will kill you", then this warning must be serious.
Thinking of this, Haibara Ai nodded invisibly. Yes, this should be the truth. Anonymous is indeed milder than the Black Organization, but it is also a secret organization that can fight against the Black Organization, and even crush the Black Organization in some aspects... Wait, she seems to be too now One of them? Although only a peripheral member...
Haibara Ai thought about it, slowly pulled over the pillow in the car and hugged her, burying herself in the oversized clothes and pillow. I feel like everything tonight is like a dream.
He was caught by the black organization, rescued by an anonymous person, and then suddenly changed to another organization... By the way, it seems that the anonymous official members must have tattoos. Can you choose the location by yourself? Or did the leader of the organization designate the engraving?
...I always feel that most people would not voluntarily engrave tattoos on their faces, and Miss Anonymous must have been oppressed by an unscrupulous boss... If after a while, I have changed from a peripheral member to a full-fledged member, do I have to see that one too? Terrible behind the scenes?
Ai Haibara touched the corner of her eye with some fear.
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Cuphu City Hotel.
After Haibara Ai and Conan left, Jiang Xia scattered the anonymous puppet and let Miyano Akemi float away to follow Haibara Ai to see the situation, and her consciousness returned to her body.
The sentence "I'll shark you when I come back" just now wasn't meant for Conan, but mainly for Haibara.
Conan will not be fooled by such words at all. On the contrary, he hears that he is going to kill people, and may even rush in to try to save people, and carry out his familiar death-defying moves... but Haibara Ai will definitely not pretend Tsukuru didn't hear.
Thinking of the tube of anesthesia handed to Haibara Ai, Jiang Xia felt that if everything went well, Conan should be lying down by now.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Miyano Akemi to report back.
——Haihara Ai earnestly completed the first task she received from the anonymous organization, put a tube of anesthesia into Conan, and persuaded Dr. Agasa to leave.
In other words, tonight, Kudo-san, who has a lot of things to do, won't make trouble again.
In this case, maybe you can watch the process of unpacking Pisk, and take a close look at the murderous aura of Gin.
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In the room temporarily requisitioned by the police, Jiang Xia withdrew his gaze towards the window and looked at the situation in the room.
Just now, Conan saw the scene where Gin and Vodka walked into the Cupido Hotel. Conan immediately called the Meguro Police Department in Shinichi Kudo's voice and asked him to stop the two men in black.
Although the Megumi Police Department was at a loss, from the tone of Kudo Shinichi, he realized that the matter seemed to be very serious, and personally brought a few capable subordinates to stop it.
As a result, not only could not find the gin, but because the manpower was scattered, the situation in the interrogation room began to get out of control. In the end, the police officers had no choice but to take a step back: those with purple commemorative handkerchiefs on their bodies could leave first.
When Pisk heard that the handkerchief was to be checked, his heart sank slightly.
He faced the police officer who was approaching, and with a calm expression, he reached out to his pocket, intending to **** for a while, and then said he had lost it.
Who knew that as soon as his fingertips went in, he felt the smooth silk.
Pisk was startled by the unfamiliar touch.
He paused for a moment, then slowly drew out his hand, with a purple handkerchief in his hand.
Pisk stared at it, his expression changing slightly.
...his handkerchief was clearly covered over the muzzle of the gun and was blown away. How did this handkerchief end up in the pocket? !
The policeman didn't notice the ugly expression on his face under the layers of wrinkles. He briefly checked the handkerchief, confirmed it was a commemorative handkerchief, and let Pisk go out.
Pisk entered the hallway, but did not leave immediately.
He turned his head and glanced at everyone in the room with a suspicious look.
——Celebrities get together, even if they are in the embarrassing situation of being regarded as a suspect, it is impossible to abandon social etiquette.
So just now, several of these people have shaken hands with him, talked to him, passed by... In short, as long as the skills are high enough, they have the opportunity to put the handkerchief in his pocket.
By the way, speaking of personal opportunities...
A scene suddenly flashed through Pisk's mind:
Before Jiang Xia beat him, in order to eliminate the evidence, when he forcibly pulled him from the ground and patted the footprints on his clothes, he had touched his clothes, and of course there were many chances to touch his pockets.
Shouldn't...
A flash of lightning flashed across Pisk's mind, and he suddenly glanced through the door to Jiang Xia in the room.
But just happened to see the police officer say a few words next to Jiang Xia, and then Jiang Xia took out a purple commemorative handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the police to check.
Pisk silently withdraws his gaze again.
...to think too much.
A commemorative handkerchief will suddenly appear in the pocket. It should be the unknown accomplice who put his handkerchief on him in order to cover him.
Since Jiang Xia's handkerchief is still there, it means that Jiang Xia is not that accomplice.
After coming to this conclusion, Pisk felt a little mixed. Thinking about it carefully, I think this is very reasonable - although he does not know the identity of the hidden member, the other party knows him. And there is no reason for my colleagues to step on him and beat him when they know his identity...
That's fine. It's not a colleague, so it's easier to silence him in the future.
After confirming through the handkerchief that the organization accomplice hidden in the dark was not Jiang Xia, Pisk let out a cold snort and stopped staying.
He hurries across the hallway to the wine cellar.
Although he continued to look at the door, he might be able to find the real body of the paddling teammate.
But right now, that's clearly not the point.
The key point is to confirm Shirley's current situation as soon as possible, and transport the person out of the hotel - just now he left too hastily, thinking he could get back before Shirley wakes up, so he didn't tie the person up. Now I just hope that Shirley doesn't commit suicide because of panic, so the organization will undoubtedly lose a lot of information, and she will also lose a merit... Pisk secretly prayed.
As for teammates, when they go back and finish writing the mission report, that person's paddling behavior will naturally be punished.
He walks in a hurry, his mind wandering down the hallway.
I didn't notice that soon after I left, a figure quietly followed behind me.
Jiang Xia controlled her pace and watched Pisk's back expectantly.
Jiang Xia also passed the police handkerchief inspection and left the room smoothly. Several police officers in the room were not familiar with him, and no one paid attention to the direction he left.
——As early as when he was going to attend the memorial service, Jiang Xia had the plan to pick up another purple handkerchief.
First of all, Pisk must be covered, otherwise if Pisk is suspected, detained by the police and falls into the hands of the police, the blind box cannot be opened. After all, the police cannot kill a cunning and unresisting old man on the spot. .
In addition, Jiang Xia also wanted to continue rubbing against the red side's ghost, and did not want to reveal Wu Zuo's identity immediately. In order to avoid being targeted by some active thinking person, he also has to have a handkerchief of his own.
So before, Jiang Xia drove the puppet to look for the bulletproof vest to prevent Gin from firing a shot in the fireplace on a whim. He didn't forget to change into Xiaobai's puppet and bring his parents to the front desk. The handkerchief-haired aunts played for a while.
On the way, he took advantage of no one's attention and quietly walked away with a remaining purple handkerchief.
Give Pisk a piece, and I have a piece left.
Plan pass √
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Pisk hurried down the steps and into the corridor where the wine cellar was located.
When he saw the hidden door of the wine cellar from a distance, his heart thumped, and it was half cold.
After striding close and seeing the gun hole on the lock of the sake cellar door, Pisk frowned again and fell into deep thought.
...This simple and rude way of opening the door reminded him of gin.
However, it cannot be ruled out that after Shirley escaped from the organization, she mingled with her irritable new companion who had a gun and was too lazy to pick the lock. This gun hole may have been shot by the person who saved her.
The former is fine, but if the latter...
Pisk looked solemn, drew his gun and loaded it, then carefully opened the door and stepped into the wine cellar to check.
Just after taking two steps, the door behind him creaked suddenly.
Pisk turned his head sharply, just in time to see Gin approaching ~IndoMTL.com~ At the same time, a gun with a silencer was lifted by Gin and touched Pisk's eyebrows, a terrifying sight. The cold air came.
...is "cold" in the physical sense.
——Gin's black trench coat was stained with sporadic wet stains, and a few snowflakes that had not yet melted accumulated on the shoulders and brim of the hat, as if it had been frozen in the cold wind and snow for a long time.
The smile on the corner of his mouth is also like frozen ice, and the cold aura rushes towards his face with murderous aura, Jin Jiu didn't mention Shirley, but asked in a cold voice: "Why didn't you kill that reporter immediately? , dispose of the negatives?"
"..." Pisk was shivered by the cold gun muzzle between his brows, "Reporter? Films?...What do you mean?"
Jin Jiu remembered that he had waited on the rooftop for a long time and didn't see Xue Li climb up, but instead received an email from the boss with an implicit rebuke, and his killing intent became stronger in an instant.
He pulled out a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth: "Have you not heard of it? It is said that the headline in the morning paper tomorrow will be a photo of you holding a gun to the ceiling at the funeral of the director of the wine roll."
Pisk was stunned.
Thoughts spewed out, and in the flash of lightning, his heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered the cluster of flashes that lit up in the dark banquet hall before he shot the chandelier.
He suddenly realizes the problem.
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