The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 773: The disappearance of Amuro

Masao Koda frowned and thought about it, thinking that what Jiang Xia said had some truth.

But at the same time, he was very suspicious: "What if Mian Guanyi doesn't let me in, and, in case the snake is struck by the grass..."

"Since you firmly believe that the body was buried in his yard, you should have negotiated with him."

Seeing that the client nodded, Jiang Xia continued: "So, if you want to say 'fight the grass to scare the snake', you have already done it. And this is actually just an attempt - in case he wants to prove that he has no ghosts in his heart, Wouldn't it be nice to really put us in?

"Even if it fails, there will still be another Saturday, the next Saturday... Although it's not a good idea to say that, but the body was buried for a month, and many valuable clues have actually been wiped out with time. One week after another, in terms of results, there may not be much difference."

Masao Koda held his forehead in thought, hesitating for a while.

Finally, he nodded, "Just do it."

……

Judging from the past rules, it was more than an hour before Mian Guanyi went to the hospital for a routine checkup.

Koda Masao urged Jiangxia to leave as soon as possible.

——There are indeed many more Saturdays to come, but Masao Koda doesn't want to waste this one.

Therefore, he planned to visit Mian Guanyi's family first, as Jiang Xia said, and try to sneak in by relying on the other party's habit of saving face. If it doesn't work this time... Koda Masao actually has other plans.

So in order to avoid wasting time, he wanted to try the "visit" Jiang Xia said before Mian Guanyi went out. If it fails, there is still time to follow your own plan.

Jiang Xia did not intend to delay.

He stood up and was about to invite Boss Anshi to go with him as if nothing had happened. He had better pick up a case on the way there and pick up another when he came back.

However, when I turned around, the back was empty.

——Amuro Toru left a reminder just now, and then disappeared.

“…?”

Jiang Xia froze for a moment, then looked at the ghosts floating nearby.

Because Amuro Toru was not in a murderous and delicious state just now, he was almost transparent in the eyes of ghosts.

Only Matsuda Jinhei paid a little attention out of old school affection. But soon, it couldn't help but look at Koda Masao, who was a little murderous.

At this time, seeing Jiang Xiawang coming over, Matsuda Jinping tried his best to recall, and hesitantly pointed to the door.

——It remembers that just now, Amuro Toru walked in that direction very lightly. At that time, it thought that the old classmate had something to do outside, but he never came back after he left. Looking at this posture, 80% slipped.

Jiang Xia: "..."

Tsk.

……

On the other side, in the park.

Conan originally wanted to go to the bookstore to pick up the "Detective Left Text" series.

However, as soon as he left the house, he was surrounded, dragged away, and dragged to play baseball by the teenage detectives who came over.

The children originally wanted to go to Haibara Ai, but remembered a handsome humanoid living next door to Haibara Ai, so they didn't dare to go there.

Fortunately, communication has gradually developed these days. The bear children gratefully took out their mobile phones and sent an email to Haibara Ai, asking her to come out.

Haihara Ai spends all day in front of the computer and responds quickly.

Finally, the five people met at the station smoothly.

Playing baseball, however, requires a lot of open space, and it's not easy to find.

The five people rushed over, and finally took aim at a remote park and started fighting happily.

……

However, after a few hits, something went wrong.

——The strong Kojima Motota swung his bat, and the ball flew high with a bang, and landed on the other side of the bushes in the distance.

The corner of Conan's eyes jumped as outfielder, and he could only run to pick up the ball resignedly.

……

Wait around the bushes, Conan looked at the place where the baseball had fallen, and was stunned.

——There is a bench there, and on the bench sits a man with lighter hair.

The man wears a pair of academic metal-rimmed glasses, with an unfolded laptop on his lap, looking like he's going to work overtime.

At this time, however, he stopped typing on the keyboard and was hissing, rubbing his head as if in pain, and straightening his glasses, which seemed to have been knocked out of place by something. Next to him, a familiar baseball fell.

“…”

Conan looked at the scene, everything seemed very obvious - it should be that just now, Yuanta's baseball hit this side and hit the person who was working overtime with a notebook in front of him.

...Although it's a bit of a coincidence, the **** shot by those unlucky kids do often hit all kinds of unlucky passers-by. It's not the first time Conan has encountered such a thing.

An error should not be escaped.

Conan trotted forward skillfully and apologetically said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect someone here... We didn't mean to."

The "unlucky passerby" on the bench glanced sideways at him, shook his head helplessly, picked up the ball that hit him, and handed it over: "The park is not a place to play baseball."

Conan reaches out to take it.

At this time ~IndoMTL.com~ the other children also heard the movement and came over.

Finding that they were in trouble again, the three of them couldn't help but shrank and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." Subaru Okiya looked at them and suddenly sighed, showing an expression of nostalgic time, "It's better to be a child, there's nothing to worry about, when you grow up..."

Conan subconsciously glanced at his screen when he heard this.

Then I was squinted by a series of formulas and modeling, and felt a rush of work pressure.

Several other people didn't have similar feelings - Haibara Ai was not so curious, and didn't look at Subaru Okiya's computer.

The other three kids couldn't read that.

Only, when they heard Okiya Subaru's words, they subconsciously refuted:

"We also have a lot of troubles! For example, we ran around for a long time today to find a place to play baseball..." The three looked at Subaru Okiya enviously, "I heard that when you were young, uncles, there were a lot of open spaces. There are baseball fields on every block. But when we come to us, buildings are built on every piece of land..."

This trouble is half-truth, secretly mixed with a bit of selfishness-they want to describe their hard-to-find venues a little bit more miserably, hoping that this way, the good-natured uncle in front of them will open up One eye closed, ignoring their behavior of playing baseball in public and letting them continue playing.

Subaru Okiya smiled when they said that there were "a lot of open spaces" before:

"It is indeed more than now, but it is not as exaggerated as you think. At least since I was a child, Tokyo has been very prosperous, and it is difficult to find so many vacant venues except for the suburbs. However, if you really think so In baseball..."

He seemed to suddenly remember something: "I know a place where I can play baseball, should I go and see it?"