The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 828: Officer battle


Beilmode listened and felt that it made sense.

Besides, after hearing what Wu Zuo said, she suddenly thought of her colleagues who had been tortured a lot:

No wonder Uzo is always obsessed with attracting audiences to appreciate his "drama", and even seems a bit unscrupulous in terms of attracting people - this is probably because in Uzo's eyes, the "drama" he planned by himself is In fact, it is very boring. The only interesting thing is the real struggle between the murderer and the deceased in the hatred, and the audience's reaction to it.

"..." But he understood, Belmode did not give up the plan of "figuring out what Uzo wants to do to Mori Kogoro".

She calmly put down the funny draft beer mug, folded her arms around her chest, and added a little bait:

"Having said that, the unknown is always fascinating... After seeing the hard work behind the scenes, I may have more insights when I appreciate your 'art' in the future." ——she expresses cryptically, If Uzo is willing to give her a spoiler about Mori Kogoro, then she can take the initiative to send it to your door as an audience, and she will give Uzo a satisfactory reaction.

Jiang Xia glanced at her silently.

"..."Why do you say it as if he likes "inviting others to watch murders". He was just trying to rub off on the work physique of his friends.

As for after the accident, whether these accomplices want to solve the case, whether they want to watch or not...it doesn't matter. As long as a case is drawn, they can hide elsewhere to catch up on sleep.

However...

Jiang Xia stroked his chin in thought.

——Belmode said that, it seems that "Uzo" is a strong villain who loves art.

It would be a bit of a waste if he said the words in his heart to break the atmosphere.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia imitated what Belmod did just now, rubbed the glass in his hand, looked up at the moonlight and pondered for a moment.

Then, under the breath-holding gaze of the other party, he smiled sinisterly and said slowly: "If you want to know..."

He turned his head, hooked his fingers together, and gestured to "listen carefully".

Bermod's eyes lit up indistinctly, and he approached the past.

Hearing Wu Zuo close to her ear, he whispered:

"Then guess it yourself."

At the end, he changed to the tone of a sunshine high school student, and said sincerely: "Come on!"

Then ignored her and left gracefully with a Coke cup in hand.

Bermode: "..."

“………”

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Jiang Xia returned to the seat in front of the stage and continued to listen to the performance leisurely.

... Heh, trying to greed him with draft beer. childish woman.

Although Belmode is really good at persuading, and seems to praise "Uzo" very highly, how can such a villain with style "Uzo" reveal the script?

Anyway, according to Jiang Xia's accumulated experience, the villains who talk too much are dead.

...Even if he is not a villain, he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of such a dishonorable and handsome man for the sake of a few draft beers and the "crowd" who don't need it so much.

When two mysterious and dangerous organization officials clashed passionately.

On the other side, the center of their conversation—Moori Kogoro, was already drunk at Shibahama Station, ready to take the Loop Line back to Mihua Town.

On the platform of Shibahama Station.

While waiting for the train boredly, Mori Kogoro raised his head and looked at the watch at the station.

It was only half past seven in the evening.

"...It's still so early." He scratched the back of his head numbly.

When I was drinking just now, Kogoro Mori felt that the time passed very slowly, and it must have been eight or nine o'clock—maybe it was because he hadn't seen that old classmate for a long time. topic of conversation. So just now, after the two of them said a few words, they began to sit awkwardly facing each other and drank alcohol, spending their days like years.

"..." I knew it was only past seven o'clock, and there should be a second round just now.

Moori Kogoro thought of the bustling Shibahama town, and hesitated to go back.

But at the same time, after being drunk, he was really sleepy.

Confused, the wind on the platform gradually increased.

—The vehicle has pulled in.

Moori Kogoro looked at the car door slamming open in front of him, finally shook his head and walked in.

——He drank a little too much today. One game is worth three games.

Since the car just arrived, let's just go home and have a rest.

Moori Kogoro got into the car, found the corner seat, and sat down leaning on the armrest.

If you get drunk, you will inevitably be sleepy. Zhibin Station is only five stations away from Mihua Station, so it won't take long. Mori Kogoro wanted to play with his phone for a while to refresh himself, but when he took out the phone, he realized that it was out of battery. Finally had to sit in a daze.

The end result was that before even one stop was finished, Mori Kogoro had already had a drunken fit and fell asleep snoring.

The circular line stopped at one stop after another, and it didn't take long to arrive at Mihua Town.

The gentle sound of the station announcement sounded, and the announcement was repeated. Mori Kogoro, however, slept like a roll of burritos, did not move, continued to snore, and was not woken up.

After a while, several children ran into the car.

Seeing this funny uncle snoring with his mouth open, they gathered together and laughed. One of the brats took out the candy he had bought earlier, took apart one, and threw one into Mouri Kogoro's mouth like throwing a projectile.

Seeing that the drunk uncle just smacked his lips, he still didn't wake up. The children gradually turned their attention away from him and went about their own business.

When Mori Kogoro sat down along the circular line.

Shibahama Town.

In the newly opened rooftop restaurant, the joyful dinner party is still going on.

After the band on the stage sang those classic songs, they sang some songs suitable for the occasion one after another.

After the concert, a group of people with different styles came on stage—in addition to the band, the restaurant also invited some comedians.

Conan watched the performance and yawned secretly, wanting to go home a little bit.

But looking back, Mao Lilan was still staring at the stage with glowing eyes, looking like he was waiting for an opportunity to sign an autograph, even comedians would not miss it.

Conan: "..."

I think there is nothing to do tonight~IndoMTL.com~ so I have to continue to accompany.

Bored, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the news and ate, and touched the smiling hash browns on the dinner plate with his other hand.

However, it came to nothing.

Conan was taken aback, and looked up at the dinner plate, only to find that the smiling hash browns were gone.

"...?" How did you eat so fast? He obviously took a lot just now...

Conan looked around suspiciously.

At a glance, Jiang Xia was holding a potato cake with a bite in his hand on the seat next to him.

Looking carefully, there are still some crumbs falling on the dinner plate in front of Jiang Xia. That's definitely not the amount of crumbs that can fall out of a potato cake - Jiang Xia must have touched a lot from his plate just now when he wasn't paying attention. 15634/9972495

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