The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 356: Respect the old and love the young Uzo (he)

Thinking of this, Pisk walked back quickly, worried that if he walked too slowly, the drunken performance No. 2 would leave first.

After the silver-haired old man walked away, a figure came to the locked wine cellar and reached for the door lock.

With a slight click, the latch springs and the door is pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Xia opened the puppet, silently entered the door, and then locked the door again with a strange white key.

After picking up many shikigami, the hardness and fineness of the puppet clay have been greatly improved compared to the original, and Jiang Xia no longer has to worry about the problem of slow lock picking.

Locking the door, he scattered the temporary opening tool, and then walked a few steps to the cardboard box with the cleaner's clothes, and dropped an item in it.

Afterwards, he glanced at the cabinet next to him, found a suitable and hidden place, and put the puppet in it to hang up.

The consciousness temporarily returned to the body.

……

In the banquet hall.

Jiang Xia stood by the window and opened her eyes.

The main body has been facing the window just now, staring at the dark night outside, pretending to be in a trance, but actually hanging up - due to the chaos in the corridor outside, he was able to hang here undisturbed for a long time.

Now that consciousness has returned, Jiang Xia is about to go to the corridor to check the situation.

But at this time, through the dark mirror-like window in front of him, he saw a familiar figure approaching from behind him.

The eyes of the two met in the "Black Mirror", and Pisk showed a kind old man's smile.

Jiang Xia turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Pisk had already quietly slumped his shoulders a little as he approached, making himself look older and less threatening than usual.

Out of the corner of his eye, he found that no one was paying attention to this side, and he was secretly happy, and said with a vicissitudes of life on his face:

"Boy, do you know where the locker room of this hotel is? My granddaughter accidentally spilled wine on her skirt just now and said she was going to change it, but she hasn't come back yet."

While listening, Jiang Xia surveyed Pisk from head to toe.

Obviously he had just killed someone, but some murderous aura was already rising from this bottle of old wine.

Think about Piske's inexplicable conversation now...

Jiang Xia has a vague understanding.

He nodded immediately, showing a faint angelic smile that looked like Maorilan: "Don't worry, the security here is good, there should be no accident - I know the location of the locker room, come with me."

Speaking, he walked to the side door, led Pisk out of the banquet hall in a low-key manner, and headed for the empty rooms deep in the corridor.

The two go through the side door one after the other.

At the same time, at the main entrance of the banquet hall dozens of meters away, Mikazu Sato stared at the backs of the two people for a while.

……

The further down the corridor, the more murderous Pisk became.

Jiang Xia noticed this and realized that he had guessed right—probably the news from Jinjiu just now made Pisk misunderstood. He seemed to regard "Jiang Xia" as an enemy.

...that's great.

Also a member of the group, he can't just attack Pisk for nothing.

But if Pisk made the first move, he instinctively defended himself and made a few more strikes, which was also very reasonable.

After a few fights, a qualified and cautious organization member should think: teammates suddenly attacked themselves in places where there are many police for no reason... This situation may occur because teammates are actually undercover or Traitor, he wants to cooperate with the police around him to his detriment.

In this way, wouldn't it be more reasonable to drag Piske to a place where no one is used to fight a few more times, and torture him to find out the real purpose...

Jiang Xia quickly took Pisk through the corridor, turned a corner slightly, and came to an vacant locker room.

In order to reassure Pisk, he also knocked on the door a few times, politely waiting for the "granddaughter" inside to open it by himself.

Pisk listened to the occasional footsteps in the corridor, like a grandfather worried about his granddaughter, anxiously urged: "Go in and have a look."

This kind of behavior of letting a stranger open the door of the granddaughter's fitting room without opening the door by herself, is actually a bit of a violation when you think about it.

But Jiang Xia tolerantly ignored this for the sake of his murderous aura.

He twists the doorknob and steps inside.

Pisk looked at the innocent young man who had taken the elderly lightly with a sneer on his lips, and there was a vague sense of pride in being an experienced elder.

He straightened his back again and regained the appearance of a strong organizational cadre. At the same time, he followed the house with a big stride and slapped Jiang Xia on the back of the neck, intending to knock people unconscious, and then transport them to the wine cellar to deal with Xue Li.

However, the actual situation is slightly different from his perfect script.

——When he was about to hit, the detective in front of him slanted strangely and let go of his hand. At the same time, he reached back with his backhand and grasped Pisk's neckline very skillfully.

Pisk is stunned.

He didn't have time to think about it, his whole body had already been lifted into the air like a sack that was thrown away. Like countless other senior criminals, he drew the same trajectory in the air and made the same noise on the ground. , the same scream came out of his mouth.

...the only advantage is that Pisk has a little professional training at least compared to some other criminals who know nothing about fighting. He protected the vital point in time and was not fooled for the first time.

But things didn't get better.

Even, after a few seconds, Pisk vaguely had the illusion that not falling unconscious was not an advantage, but a disadvantage.

——As he fell to the ground, he felt Jiang Xia loosen his collar. However, before he could get up, someone suddenly stepped on his back. It was followed by the sound of a "click" that something stretched out in the ear.

Pisk looked through the gap in the arm covering his face, and saw Jiang Xia locked the door at the same time as he pulled out a pitch-black stick from nowhere.

Piske looked at this flowing movement: "..."

...No, when he was in the banquet hall before, he checked it out without incident—Jiang Xia didn't have any certificates of karate, judo, taekwondo, etc., and his resume, no matter how you looked at it, looked more like a A detective who is good at fighting and is known for his brain power, which is also in line with Jiang Xia's external image.

Shouldn't this kind of person be slapped down in the face of an attack from behind? ! Why...

Bang——

Pisk screamed, his chaotic thoughts interrupted by the severe pain on his body.

He tumbled on the ground, trying to get rid of it, but the stick kept knocking down at a speed denser than rainstorm and heavier than thunder... This detective dared to beat an old man in his seventies like this! Pisk's sense of ignorance was gradually receded by the pain, and his heart began to be full of anger, and there was also a faint trace of fear.

He, he wouldn't die here in such a comical way. I heard that after people are drunk, their rationality declines, and it is difficult to control the severity when they start. It is not uncommon for people to fight and die after drinking...

At this time, thinking of the emails Gin had sent before, Pisk suddenly felt that he understood the meaning of Gin.

But at the same time, it's hard to avoid anger.

——If Gin didn't say "don't provoke him" in a general way, but made it clear that "he is very good at hitting people, so don't provoke him", then the self with hot weapons would not fall into this situation at all ——As a financial tycoon, he is legally qualified to carry a gun, and he happens to be carrying a gun!

Pisk thought of this, and suddenly seized a glimmer of hope for survival.

Although this may lead to being targeted by the police, it is better than being killed by a drunk detective inexplicably...

He struggles to reach his gun pocket.

But before he could hold the handle of the gun, there was a sudden knocking sound at the locked door.

Someone outside the door hesitantly shouted: "...Jiangxia?"

The stick that kept beating Pisk suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Pisk heard Jiang Xia tut a little regretfully.

This gap allowed Pisk to slow down a bit. He couldn't care less about his restraint and took a deep breath: "Save...!"

Just as he let out a breath, Jiang Xia squatted down and grabbed his mouth.

This action is also eerily skilled.

Pisk: "!!!"

Innumerable cases flashed through his mind, all of them were innocent souls who tried to call for help when being violent, but were strangled to death by panicked gangsters, or suffocated to death by covering their mouths.

…Gin! Gin! Vodka, and that other member! ! Why haven't you come yet! !

Pig teammates mistake me! !

Feeling the dwindling air, Pisk's face turned green, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. No matter how old people are, they will be afraid of death, let alone seventy years old, if possible, he would even want to live another seven hundred years!

However, what happened next was different from what Pisk thought.

Jiang Xia didn't keep covering him until he died.

Instead, he picked him up from the ground and quickly and quickly slapped the light footprints on his back.

Afterwards, Pisk saw the detective silently fold the special swing stick back into its original shape, put it in his pocket, and then casually stepped forward and opened the locked locker room door.

Jiang Xia glanced outside the door and seemed a little surprised: "Officer Sato?"

Mikazu Sato didn't speak, but tilted her head slightly, looking suspiciously over Jiang Xia's shoulder and looking into the room.

I saw an old man with white hair squatting in the room, slightly bent, his face seemed to be twisted.

The soundproofing of this hotel is good. Sato Mikazu just followed over and listened through the door for a while, but still can't determine what happened in the room.

But now, seeing the appearance of the old grandfather inside, she suddenly realized that Jiang Xia must be beating people behind the back of the police again.

Of course this is not legal, but in addition to the condemnation, Mikazu Sato couldn't help thinking: Jiang Xia would not do such a thing for no reason. His previous experience has also proved that every time he hits, it is very dangerous. Strong criminal... Could it be that Jiang Xia has found the real murderer who killed the congressman? The real murderer is this old man? !

Miwako Sato's eyes narrowed and she was about to ask in detail.

But at this time, I saw the old man in the room with a stern face, standing up straight, and it seemed that there was not much inconvenience to move.

Officer Sato hesitated again.

This kind of behavior is completely different from the criminals who could only be dragged away by the police, or who immediately rushed over with tears when they saw the police... It's because the time was too short, and Jiang Xia didn't have time to beat people to the level of familiarity. degree, or did she actually misunderstand?

Miwako Sato turned to Jiang Xia: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xia straightened out the folds of the cuffs secretly: "Just now the old gentleman asked me where the locker room is, so I'll take him over to take a look."

"..." Officer Sato looked at Pisk's ugly face and didn't quite believe it.

She leaned over to Jiang Xia to confirm in a low voice, "Didn't beat anyone?"

Jiang Xia said "Huh?" and looked at her blankly, with a look of "I don't understand what you're talking about".

Officer Sato suspects he's acting stupid.

But looking at it carefully, I felt that Jiang Xia was really innocent, so I turned into confusion, and I didn't know whether to believe it or not.

At this time, Pisk just stood up.

Sato was startled and turned to him nervously: "Are you alright."

"..." Piske could not wait to beat Jiang Xia on the ground as he did, but a stiff smile appeared on his face, "It's alright, just let him help point the way."

...From the conversation between the two of them just now, he heard that the woman at the door was a police officer.

Jiang Xia probably finished the beating and sobered up. He dared not tell the police about the beating just now, and tried to muddle through.

If it were normal times, Pisk would definitely put this **** who beat the old man in disregard of the law into the game.

But now, once he accuses Jiang Xia of beating himself, at his current age, even if he escapes the transcript, he will be sent to the hospital by the police who are worried about his accident~IndoMTL.com~ or even call someone to take care of him.

But now, Piske has no time to spend on this kind of thing - Jiang Xia can still deal with it later, but the shrunken version of Shirley in the wine cellar is not good for delaying too long. Pisk had just been beaten by society, and at this time, he was beaten abruptly with a tendency to be persecuted and delusional. He just wanted to take Shirley away as soon as possible to prevent accidents.

Police Officer Sato was obviously startled after hearing Piske's answer. He didn't expect that his and Jiang Xia's words would agree... Jiang Xia really didn't hit anyone this time?

She couldn't help confirming to Pisk: "Are you really all right?"

Pisk, maintaining his high-class image, nodded reservedly.

His back throbbed a few times because of this movement.

Pisk's eyes twitched slightly, and he forcibly held back, intending to bypass Sato and leave.

The policewoman still stopped him: "Don't need to go to the hospital?"

Pisk was patient: "No." He just wanted to leave now, go back to the wine cellar to guard Shirley, and patiently wait for his companions to respond.

"That's good." Sato Mikazu breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched out his hand again, stopped Pisk who wanted to leave, and showed a professional smile: "Then please come with me-- If something happens, you need to cooperate with the investigation."

"..." Pisk, who just wanted to get out as soon as possible, "???"

……

Conan and Haibara Ai are both reservists for paranoia. After he found out that his friend was gone, he quickly thought of the worst case - Haibara Ai was taken away by the people in the black organization.

He immediately called the Megumi Police Department in Kudo Shinichi's voice and asked the police to detain those who were assigned purple handkerchiefs according to the registration list at the front desk.

According to Conan's reasoning, the assassin sent by the Black Organization, the one most likely to capture Haibara Ai, is likely to be among the seven... six people.