The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand three hundred and seventy-three [Uzo’s death has nothing to do with me! 】

Hearing her question, Pusi Qinglan shook her head in thought: "It needs further identification to be sure, but it looks very similar."

The others also heard the commotion here, looked at Han Chuanlong's walking back, and seemed to want to see the ring he was wearing through him.

Suzuki Shiro is not interested in this matter.

He took a glass of wine, and suddenly noticed that Nishino who was holding the tray was also in a daze, so he reminded in a low voice: "The pen in your pocket is about to fall."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Secretary Nishino came back to his senses, and inserted the pen in his back pocket deep into the pocket. Today he wears pants with shallow pockets, and the pen has dropped several times today.

When the photographer returned to the cabin, he didn't look back all the way. However, he felt the envious eyes of everyone behind him.

He weighed the ring in his hand, thought of his plan, smiled sinisterly, pushed the door into the corridor, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of others.

Pusi Qinglan then looked away.

She unconsciously tapped her fingertips on her legs, and the action plan in her heart quickly took shape: I really didn't expect that besides the "memory egg", there would be other gains from this trip.

And it just so happens that this can provide a reason for Jiang Xia's subsequent disappearance—perhaps "absconding in fear of crime" is very appropriate.

…

The beautiful scenery at dusk did not last long, and the sky quickly darkened.

A group of people went to the restaurant for dinner, and then returned to their rooms one after another, intending to rest.

Jiang Xia had no intention of going to sleep at all, he was walking on the boat, passing by Pusi Qinglan's room by chance, and the door just opened from inside.

As soon as the door opened, the two looked at each other for a moment, Pusi Qinglan was stunned for a moment: she was thinking about how to lure Jiang Xia to a place where no one was there, but she didn't expect this guy to come to the door by himself.

Thinking about it, she took a step back, let the door open, and sighed at the same time: "I just wanted to find you."

She raised her head pitifully, looked at Jiang Xia with a look of deep concern, and said softly, "Are you free to listen to my story?"

Jiang Xia looked at her and felt that the trap was a bit obvious.

But after thinking about it again, a mysterious woman and a mysterious story, this combination is used to catch high school detectives, and one catch is accurate. Someone like Kudo-san who is extremely curious will definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

Jiang Xia: "..." In this case, as a high school student detective, it must be reasonable for him to be fooled by her—Pu Si Qinglan probably thinks so, that's why she said it so bluntly. Fish him in.

So Jiang Xia didn't refuse any more, and walked into the room generously.

Besides, Pusi Qinglan watched him walk with bated breath, remembering the potassium cyanide she had prepared, she couldn't help but sneer:

It really didn't take much effort.

…

Pusi Qinglan obviously did not expect that the dignified Suzuki chaebol would have a monitor in the guest room of his yacht.

So the scene in her room will also appear on Vodka's computer screen when necessary.

In front of a computer screen on the other end.

While drinking Coke, Jiang Xia and Pu Si Qinglan were having a meaningless chat.

Looking at it for a while, maybe after staring at Wu Zuo just now, he drank a little too much coffee. Vodka couldn't help turning his head and glanced in the direction of the bathroom.

Vodka: "..." It's rare for Uzo to start contacting Shi Kaobing alone, maybe he's about to start acting. Why do I want to go to the bathroom at this time...

However, upon closer inspection, apart from Uzuo and Shi Kaobing in the room, there was no one else around at all, which could not meet the opening conditions for Uzuo's small theaters.

That is to say, Wu Zuo won't do anything in a short time - and if he doesn't take advantage of the time to do his own thing, it will be too late when the actors gather together.

Thinking of this, Vodka, like the audience waiting for the opening of the movie, trotted towards the bathroom, intending to deal with all the chores, and then began to concentrate on recording the content of the "movie".

…

A few minutes later.

Vodka washed his hands and dried them, took some snacks by the way, and returned to the screen.

Seeing the above picture clearly, he was startled suddenly.

What about people?

——Before he left, in Pusi Qinglan's room, there were still two people talking happily.

But now, after only leaving for a short while, looking back, there is no one in Pusi Qinglan's room, only two cups stand alone on the coffee table, one of which contains a tea quilt Drank half of it.

Vodka: "..." This scene, could it be...

He secretly glanced at the gin who was catching up on sleep on the other side of the safe room, sweating, and slowly pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Then broke out with his fastest hand speed, while calling up the video of the time just now, and quickly replaying it, he quickly switched between the cameras, intending to see where the two left him and ran away.

Before finding the figure from countless surveillance cameras, the surveillance screen in the replay first showed a scene that shocked Vodka's pupils.

——A few seconds ago, Wu Zuo and Pu Si Qinglan were sitting together, chatting well, looking very warm.

A few seconds later, Uzuo suddenly looked pained, clutching his throat, and looked at Shi Kaobing in disbelief. Then with complicated eyes, he fell to the ground.

Vodka watched this scene, and a word naturally appeared in his mind:

... touch porcelain?

However, soon, he saw Shi Kaobing showing a sinister smile. Then the woman stood up and took out the tools for transporting the corpse, which seemed to be well prepared.

Before Vodka could react, she tied Jiang Xia tightly and stuffed it into the body bag, and then tied it tightly countless times, then tied a knot, and hid the body in the body bag as if in a hurry The small cart, as if nothing had happened, pushed the person out the door.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared from the screen that Vodka understood the situation with a dazed expression.

…is there poison in the tea?

... Uzo is still drinking?

In an instant~IndoMTL.com~A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the strong man in black: Why is it that an international bandit who appeared from nowhere can poison Uzo, but his narcotic biscuits can't be delivered at all? go out? ! Does Wu Zuo have a problem with him, or does he look down on him!

Vodka: "..." No, it seems that now is not the time to replay the previous defeat.

The point is that it took me a trip to the bathroom by myself, and this kind of thing happened, and the timing is too coincidental... What if the matter develops, and he hides it and deliberately murders new cadres?

Vodka: "..." Calm down, anyway, calm down first.

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Zuo, a ghost, might have just pretended to be poisoned just now.

The moment before the body was dumped, Uzuo's elusive subordinate in sunglasses would appear, hold Shi Kaobing down, and then the two of them would put Shi Kaobing in a sack and hand it over to the organization... That's right, the script must be like this!

For the first time, Vodka wished Uzo a long life, at least to survive tonight.