The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand two hundred and sixty-eight [Gin: I always feel that someone is peeping…]

Heiji Hattori was still listening and eating melons.

Hearing this at this time, the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched, and he had a bad feeling for some reason.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Jiang Xia, and at the same time looked down at his phone: That guy Kudo, why hasn't he come back?

…

In the corridor next to it, a group of members of the university's kendo club heard Suijian Atsushi's words, and turned their heads quickly, with different expressions.

After a dead silence, the captain finally frowned and spoke first:

"I don't know what you're talking about, but if you don't want to compete, you can just say it, let's find a member to replace you. You don't have to say it so badly."

Seeing Dushi looking at him drunkenly, after a while, he showed a resentful expression: "The guy who specializes in cuckolding people speaks quite dignifiedly."

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"Green hat?" Yuan Shan and Ye's eyes lit up, smelling gossip, they couldn't help but stop, and quietly pricked up their ears.

Other onlookers in the corridor showed similar expressions.

The tall captain instantly became the center of everyone's attention.

But he didn't panic at all, he just calmly said to Chuijian Dushi: "Look at you now, which woman would choose you? You are still drunk, I don't want to talk to you. Calm down Think about it for a moment—think about how a bereaved dog like you should plan his future life."

Looking at the changes in his words before and after, it seems that he is not as calm as he appears on the surface.

After speaking, the captain turned and left with the others.

Heiji Hattori watched this scene silently, and the bad premonition in his heart intensified: what was the "that matter" that he could die with other team members, what "wearing a cuckold"... the relationship between these guys is too complicated.

Just as he was thinking, the tips of his ears moved.

——Cuijian Dushi, who was sitting on the ground, reeked of alcohol, stared at the captain's back, and said viciously, "I'll kill you sooner or later."

Heiji Hattori: "!

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Looking at Dushi's last sentence, his voice was not loud. And no matter how you look at it, it seems like an ordinary harsh word.

All the people who eat melons didn't pay much attention to it. Seeing the end of the matter, they left one after another.

Yuan Shan and Ye also plan to go back.

After walking two steps, she suddenly realized that she was the only one walking. She turned her head in doubt, and tugged at the two male high school students who were thinking about each other: "Let's go, hurry back to the venue, there is still a competition."

Heiji Hattori is still not at ease.

But then I thought about it again: there are people coming and going in the kendo venue, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something is going to happen. That drunk may just be addicted to his mouth. After all, there are many people who like to say harsh words, and they often don't implement them in the end.

"Heiji!" Toyama and Ye urged, "Why are you in a daze?"

Heiji Hattori came back to his senses: "...Oh, it's nothing."

The three high school students quickly returned to the venue.

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In the venue, the game is still going on.

The crisp sound of the bamboo knife hitting passed through the hall, and was drowned out by the shouts from the audience.

The lively atmosphere quickly diluted the impact of the quarrel just now.

"Hit the body, one point!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Hattori Heiji stood up excitedly: "Beautiful!"

After cheering for his teammates, he began to wrap a face scarf around his head, ready to go out.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the playing field next door: "Where did that guy go? I thought he was just talking, but I didn't expect that he really didn't plan to appear."

This voice is somewhat familiar, as if I heard it not long ago.

Heiji Hattori couldn't help but turned his head and looked at the venue next door. The one who spoke was the college student who grabbed the drunk man by the collar and yelled at him just now.

The captain of the college students sighed after hearing the words: "Go and find him. Don't go too far, the next game will start soon."

The others nodded and dispersed.

Heiji Hattori stood up subconsciously, wanting to follow to see the situation.

However, it was his turn to play at this time.

"..." He glanced at the captain who was told by the drunk that "sooner or later he will kill him", and found that the other party was still here, so he didn't think any more, and quickly went on stage.

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The auditorium.

Jiang Xia went nearby to buy a bottle of water, and when she came back, she passed by the window, looked down, and saw two familiar figures in the distance.

——Maolilan and Conan returned to the gymnasium with big and small bags of food.

Conan didn't know what he was thinking, he seemed to be wandering.

Mao Lilan looked around in confusion—she didn't know her way. Although she had just been to the venue not long ago, she went out and came back at this time. She had forgotten how she got there before.

Jiang Xia looked at these two classmates who had just separated, but made him feel like three autumns away, so he couldn't help but turned and went downstairs, and greeted them friendly.

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There is a kendo competition today, and there are a lot of people coming and going in the gymnasium.

When Jiang Xia arrived at the place, the two classmates were no longer at the door—after all, they were two good people without murderous intent. When they mixed into the crowd, it was not very easy for the psychic to observe.

However, Jiang Xia unexpectedly discovered other surprises.

——He vaguely smelled a high-end murderous aura.

Following the breath, Jiang Xia walked out of the gate of the gymnasium, glanced around, and soon his eyes fell on the food street next door.

"..." always smells like alcohol...

Hesitating for a moment, thinking about being idle anyway, he walked over there.

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After buying gin and vodka, he left the block at a high speed.

But soon, they changed their appearance again and returned to the food street without a sound.

——Thinking about it, Gin still cared about the fleeting feeling of peeping just now.

And he always felt that there was more than one snooping, as if someone was using the crowd to cover up and observe him intermittently~IndoMTL.com~ This unpleasant experience made Gin couldn't help frowning, Killing intent is bitter.

Considering that the food street is also one of the attractions in Osaka, those erratic targets may suddenly appear.

After Gin simply let Vodka drive away quickly, he changed to an ordinary car and came back, intending to try to find the source of the hidden sight while looking for someone-although it may be his illusion, but even It is an illusion, and it is necessary to verify it.

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And during this period, of course, vodka was not idle.

He collected information about those targets, and gradually found more definite information.

Soon, Vodka pressed Enter, looked at the displayed page, and couldn't help being a little excited: "What they were looking for turned out to be Toyotomi Hideyoshi's horse seal, the legendary Qiancheng Tanpan! From the chat According to the records, this group of people has already found the remnants of the scroll that recorded the location of the treasure, as well as related fragments of cultural relics—brother, this thing is valuable.”