The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand two hundred and seventy-seven【Gin: 1 will surely bring good news】

Mo Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko: "..." They usually go to the police station a lot. Although they mainly go to the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo, there is no difference if they want to come to the police station in Osaka. How many visits are necessary...

Conan leaned on the railing, looking at the police building, with a silent yearning in his eyes.

Jiang Xia's gaze was briefly attracted by that building.

Compared to Conan, at some point, his hands-on ability is obviously stronger.

Jiang Xia's thoughts moved slightly, and soon, a black cloud treading snow cat took shape nearby.

The dry rice cat possessed itself among the puppet.

The white-clawed black cat shook its fur, adapting to the feeling of regaining its physical body, and then it walked towards the opposite building quickly with fairly graceful steps.

I heard that two days ago, due to some reasons, many deaths occurred in Osaka. Maybe the relevant personnel will drop some murderous aura and shikigami after being taken to the police station: in a relatively closed building, the wind is not too strong, they should not float too far, and maybe some can be found in the corners.

Jiang Xia watched Ganfanmao go all the way, and touched the ghost in his arms expectantly.

But soon, he glanced at the flow of people coming and going downstairs, and suddenly remembered something, a little confused:

Isn't gin also looking for Qiancheng ladles?

So now, he and vodka should be nearby as well, but why didn't you see a high-end murderous look downstairs?

——Yesterday, when Jiang Xia went to find two colleagues to share the task, the speed with which Vodka buckled the notebook was indeed not slow, and Jiang Xia couldn't see his screen.

But in fact, before Jiang Xia himself looked down, the ghost had already been sitting on the brim of the vodka hat.

Jiang Xia: "..." Speaking of which, if the pot of "leaking the mission content to Wuzuo" is forced on vodka, I don't know if it can stimulate a bit of murderous ice cream flavor...

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Another attraction tens of kilometers away.

Vodka suddenly turned his head and sneezed, his back haired.

He raised his head suspiciously, looked at the clear sky, felt the warm temperature again, and then felt that it was not a problem with the weather.

So after a while, Vodka's eyes sank: Although there is no evidence, it must be that little Yinbi in Wuzuo who was talking about himself—maybe still remembering the grudge he didn't show the information yesterday.

Thinking of this, Vodka couldn't help but move in the direction of Big Brother Gin, and looked around vigilantly - if there was any sudden mad killer nearby, Big Brother would definitely be able to kill him before he successfully attacked.

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Besides, Gin didn't care about Vodka's sneaky tricks.

He was still thinking about the suddenly missing Osaka member and about Qiancheng Piaotan.

The clues found so far are that the treasure hunting forum account of a member of the missing organization was fraudulently used by a guy who didn't know his life or death.

The impostor seems to hold clues about "Qian Cheng Piao Tan". He formed a tourist group for cash, and led four other people to submerge in the vast city.

And gin and vodka are wandering around various spots in Osaka, trying to find them.

After all, I am in Osaka, not Tokyo. Without wanting to expose his identity and whereabouts, Gin Jiu could mobilize not too many people.

So he only arranged some people in the scenic spots related to "Toyotomi Hideyoshi". And in Osaka City, where people are most likely to squat, he arranged six people, divided into two groups of shifts, and whenever he saw the tour group appear, he would be notified immediately. Then he will rush to deal with it.

Gin looked at his watch.

At this time, half an hour has passed since the last shift change.

The team's follow-up results just now had already been sent during the shift change: there was no gain.

Recalling this result, Qin Jiu frowned dissatisfiedly, worried that things might go wrong.

But think about it calmly: it has only been less than a day since the task was assigned. But such a simple thing as staring at a five-person tour group can be done with eyes. How could it go wrong.

Compared to Osaka Castle with limited exports, other attractions are more troublesome. You can't do simple things by yourself and leave technical tasks to those wastes.

Gin thought about it, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and felt a little relieved: "..." Let's wait patiently.

I hope the three guys who are on shift can bring good news as soon as possible.

…

It is different from the serious working atmosphere in the car.

On the other side, a few high school students had a relaxed and happy life.

When Mao Lilan saw Yuanshan Kazuha, who was in a low mood, she hurriedly cheered her up: "The Osaka Castle I actually saw is much more beautiful than what I saw in the photos or on TV - I still have to come here in person to appreciate it It's beautiful."

"That's right, that's right! How is it enough to come only once?" Yuan Shan and Ye regained their energy instantly, "After the reconstruction of Daban City, it has taken on a new look. It has been maintained almost sixty years ago until now. You can’t see this kind of history in photos!”

Suddenly a cold snort came from the side:

"The reconstruction was done seventy years ago. Girl, why don't you do more research before introducing Osaka to outsiders?"

"

"...Huh?"

Several high school students were stunned, followed the prestige, and saw a bald middle-aged man next to him.

The bald uncle seriously corrected: "Toyotomi Hideyoshi built Osaka Castle in 1599, and then Tokugawa Ieyasu rebuilt it in 1629. The city rebuilt by Osaka people 70 years ago is already the third generation. Already."

Hatbu Heiji looked at him in surprise: "Uncle, you understand very well."

Although he also generally knew the history of Osaka Castle, he didn't remember the specific year like this. And from the accent, the person on the other side is not from Osaka.

"Hmph, of course." The bald man raised his head proudly, "Toyotomi Hideyoshi is the historical figure I admire the most."

Jiang Xia glanced at the badge pinned to his chest.

Heiji Hattori also found out. He purposely took a closer look, and dragged out his voice shamelessly: "A fan of Toyotomi Hideyoshi? But why do you wear Tokugawa Ieyasu's 'Shamrock' family crest?"

"This is...!"

He was about to explain, but suddenly another person came from behind~IndoMTL.com~It was a slightly younger man, the young man smiled, and said to the bald uncle: "Brother Jiakang, what are you doing here?" ? My lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

The bald uncle was stunned, and turned around: "Oh, brother Mitsuhide. I met some tourists, and I was telling them the history of the castle tower."

Several high school students next to me were stunned: ...Brother Ieyasu? Brother Guangxiu?

If it's just a person's name, there may be a coincidence.

But with the addition of the phrase "Master", it becomes very clear who the two people are referring to - the bald uncle in front of him is actually called "Tokugawa Ieyasu", and the young man who called him is "Sensible Guangxiu". And the "lord" who is said to be waiting for them should be "Oda Nobunaga".

These are all historical figures of the same period as Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

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