The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 635: Energy Saver Mode

Heiji Hattori looked at Jiang Xia's thoughtful appearance and was startled.

...If I remember correctly, every time Jiang Xia fell into thinking, his eyes would be like this, slightly lower than usual.

After this, it often doesn't take long before Jiang Xia suddenly solves the case and exposes all the murderer's tricks.

"..." I didn't expect that this time, Jiang Xia would have a clue so quickly. Obviously this case is different from just now. This time, the case happened on a campus where people come and go, and the suspect can run away after the fight. Now, they have not even defined the specific scope of the suspect...

Heiji Hattori sighed sadly.

But after hesitating for a moment, he temporarily gave up talking to Jiang Xia.

...Don't interrupt Jiang Xia's train of thought. What if he was thinking of a key point, and when he asked a question, his thoughts were lost.

Although I am very concerned that Jiang Xia solves the case faster than him, but if we want to close the gap between the two, we still have to rely on the laggards to catch up, instead of trying to find a way to drag the leading people back to their original place... In addition, this Although someone provided Jiang Xia with an alibi, Anshito and Jiang Xia were considered a group no matter how they looked at it. The testimony of the unscrupulous boss may not be valid. Doubt, it's not a good thing after all.

Thinking like this, Hattori turned to look aside and ran to harass the crew: "Where are the newly sent scripts and the previous ones? Show me."

The deceased was a screenwriter who was in a state of disappearance, and now, he sent the second script with his forefoot, and was beaten to death near the crew with his back foot... This script may hide a key secret.

The director has made a lot of suspense dramas and knows a lot of detectives, including, of course, Hattori Heiji, a Kansai high school student detective with obvious characteristics and a high degree of recognition.

Seeing that the police had no objection, he handed over the two scripts together.

Heiji Hattori got the script and flipped through it roughly.

I didn't wait to take a closer look, and suddenly thought of other clues that might be useful: "By the way, did your screenwriter take or leave any specific items with him when he left?"

The director thought for a while, then hesitated: "I don't know what luggage he brought with him. However, after he disappeared, we asked the staff to open his room once - no one saw him for two consecutive days. When we got to him, we thought he was alone in the room, something happened. However, after opening the room, there was no one in the room, only the note he left saying he was going to leave for a while. He didn't like to clean up The room was a mess, and things were piled up, so we didn't take a closer look and left soon."

The two had just said a few words, when Jiang Xia seemed to have regained his senses and approached.

Heiji Hattori glanced over, his eyes were complicated, and he felt a little distressed about the reasoning he had just developed-the puzzle that he had obtained was suddenly solved by others.

However, this time, Jiang Xia didn't even start by saying "the murderer is probably XX", which made the blood pressure of the peers and criminals soar at the same time.

He just joined the team looking for clues like a serious detective: "If that's the case, let's go to the dead man's room first. According to experience, where the dead lived, there are usually some useful hints left behind. ."

"In addition, Hattori is right, there may also be clues hidden in these two scripts." Jiang Xia pointed to the two manuscripts in Hattori Heiji's hand, "Print a few more copies and send them to others. Let's see, maybe someone can go through them and think of key hints."

"Okay." The director and the screenwriter had a good relationship. Although he was saddened by the death of his friend at this time, he was, after all, a big-hearted director who had made many suspense dramas. The script was sent to the police so they could print several more copies.

After that, he started to lead the way: "We live not far from here, just two streets ahead of the Zhifeng Hotel."

Besides, leaning against the tree, Amuro Toru heard the word "hotel", his stagnant eyes moved slightly, and he regained a bit of light.

He straightened up and followed the team heading to the hotel looking for clues.

——There are not many hotels around here. The hotel he booked with Jiang Xia happened to be the Zhifeng Hotel.

…maybe take a break for a while. Amuro Toru looked at the building two blocks away and sighed silently.

……

On arriving at the hotel, Jiang Xia discovered that the room the deceased stayed in was actually on the same floor as his room.

Toru Amuro's room, of course, is also nearby.

After Jiang Xia entered the screenwriter's room with the police and began to search for suspicious items.

An Shitou looked at the police in the aisle and felt that the environment here was quite safe, so he temporarily gave up the plan to "stalk Jiang Xia in person" and spoke to the nearby police.

In this case, Jiang Xia, who was pointed at by the deceased, was an important witness.

And An Shitou, who was on the same road as Jiang Xia, naturally became a more important witness.

But the witness refused to stay with the police, and the police had no choice but to write down Amuro's room number first, and then continue to try to solve the case.

Amuro Toru successfully left the scene, and his whole body relaxed a lot. He hurried back to his room.

……

A few kilometers away, in the tall and straight police station building.

Feng Jian Yuya wears a flashlight on his head, a stunner and an anesthesia gun on his waist, and two hypnotizing bombs that can "kill together" in his pockets when necessary. He crawls carefully in a ventilation duct.

As he approached the exit, his phone vibrated twice.

There is a call coming in.

Feng Jianyu also freed up his hand, took out his mobile phone, and glanced at the number displayed on the screen.

I saw that it was his reliable boss-Jiangu Zero.

Suddenly answered the phone and reported the situation:

"Mr. Fugu, we have already checked the 5th to 7th floors, and we haven't found anything yet."

An Shitou's voice came from the opposite side: "Well, don't worry, take your time."

In this incident, Toru Amuro's requirements for the efficiency of his subordinates are not very high.

——In his opinion, as early as a few hours ago, when his subordinates waited outside the bathroom for Matsuda to come out, Matsuda probably left the police station along the ventilation duct.

And he asked his subordinates to check the ventilation pipe again, just in case, to prevent Matsuda, whose health status is unknown, from being stranded in the pipe and locked up as a corpse.

So, this kind of low-standard task of "find someone before starving to death", it doesn't matter a few hours early and a few hours late... If it ends late, he can just take a little more rest.

Amuro remembered the days he had spent these days, and couldn't help but sighed: "...not being able to sleep is really a kind of torture."

Not being able to sleep and being disrupted by unexpected situations every day is even more so.

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