The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand three hundred and ninety-nine【There are only 2 of us】

Entering the ground floor, Pusi Qinglan looked at the dull space and took a deep breath. The recent rainy mood has improved a lot, and she felt that she could smell the breath of the Romanov dynasty.

When Jiang Xia came in, she was originally in the mood of visiting the treasure house.

However, after a glance, he was silent for a moment: those collections with ornamental value were only displayed on the corner shelves, and they couldn't be seen clearly from a distance.

Instead, the basement is filled with sculptures—all of them are statues of Rasputin, as if the "demon monk" himself formed a set of terracotta warriors.

Jiang Xia looked at the statues with glaring eyes and bearded faces on both sides: "..."Although I have known for a long time that "Shi Kaobing"'s thinking is different from ordinary people, isn't this interest too weird...

"Oh, I woke up so soon."

While watching, Pusi Qinglan's voice suddenly came from the side.

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Pusi Qinglan hurried back to the base just now, which gave her a sense of security.

She was about to free up her hands to deal with Jiang Xia, when she suddenly realized that the detective had opened his eyes. She remembered the dose of anesthesia she had injected just now. How strong is his resistance? He woke up so quickly. Fortunately, just to be on the safe side, when she was in the castle, she plunged into it enough to kill people, so that Jiang Xia didn't wake up until now, otherwise, if the monster woke up halfway just now, it would be a disaster to **** the steering wheel.

"..." In any case, luck is on her side, so there is no need to be afraid.

Pusi Qinglan quickly calmed down her emotions. She first went to the cabinet next to her and dragged a gas stove, then dragged Jiang Xia out of the car, pushed him to the ground, rode on him, and pulled out the gas stove. He took out the matching dagger, and said with a sneer: "You are still very calm, relying on your own vitality, do you think I can't kill you? --- shot the right eye, potassium cyanide, sinking into the sea. Can you still be alive after experiencing these things? , you are indeed powerful, but...how about this."

Under Jiang Xia's suspicious gaze, she clicked and turned on the switch of the stove.

There was no pot on the old-fashioned stove, and the bright flame was ignited. Under the swaying firelight, Pusi Qinglan showed a few treacherous smiles: "Let the flame destroy the activity of every cell of yours, and finally burn into a piece of fire." Duan Jiaotan, how will you survive then?"

"..." Jiang Xia thought of the organization's crematoriums scattered all over the place, and then looked at Pusi Qinglan's small furnace that was obviously not professionally suited, and euphemistically reminded, "Have you ever thought of using it to cremate a person? How long does it take to burn?"

His tone was distinctly calm and polite. But Pusi Qinglan heard it, and for some reason, she always felt that this guy was mocking her ignorance.

She sneered and said, "I don't know how long it takes to burn a person. But it won't take long to burn a person's heart, brain, internal organs, eyeballs... as long as you can't burn it immediately." Resume action, I will naturally find a place to deal with the rest of my body."

As she spoke, she held the dagger, and the sharp blade slowly slid on Jiang Xia's body. Pusi Qinglan recalled her panic when she saw this "dead man" suddenly come back to life on the yacht, and looked at the completely reversed situation now, feeling a little bit of revenge in her heart.

The tip of the knife finally hovered beside Jiang Xia's eyes. Pusi Qinglan was like a person who couldn't wait to cut the cake, gestured for a long time, and finally decided where to start.

She thought for a moment, then said leisurely: "Just dig it out from here. Your eyes are very beautiful. In the past, when I killed people, I only destroyed the right eye. This time, it's the other way around. Your only eye is the one I have left. It will be kept as a souvenir.”

What she is describing is obviously not a pleasant thing. In Pusi Qinglan's concept, a normal person in such a situation would panic to some extent, and would even cry and beg for mercy on his knees.

However, Jiang Xia did not give the reaction she wanted. Don't talk about panic, for some reason, this guy started looking at her distracted again.

This made Pusi Qinglan's heart that had calmed down once again sparked a small flame of anger.

"Relax, the blood won't spray too high." She pressed Jiang Xia's face, and tried her best to taunt, "Don't be nervous, there are only two of us now, no matter how ugly your corpse is, it won't be too high." Be seen by others."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand.

The knife in the middle poked Jiang Xia's eye socket hard.

The moment before the tip of the knife was about to pierce the flesh, it stopped abruptly, making it difficult to penetrate an inch.

The person who was supposed to be under the influence of the anesthetic suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Yes." Jiang Xia sighed softly, as if regretting something, "There are only two of us."

I am afraid that the murderous spirit can only harvest the last wave. After all, we are so close now, and Pusi Qinglan used such an obvious killing method... It is difficult to "resurrect the dead" again, and she can't really cut him open.

Jiang Xia: "..." But looking at the good side, it is already a miracle to be able to fool around for so long, and to cultivate three batches of borscht-flavored murderousness in a row-it's all because Shi Kaobing usually shoots his right eye when killing people, yes Other methods are not very suitable, so that we can have the current bumper harvest.

He grabbed Pusi Qinglan's frantically struggling wrist, just trying to hurry up and squeeze a little bit.

However, some people's skills exceeded his expectations——before he could think of the most murderous lines, the door to the underground treasure house was suddenly pushed open.

"...It's a pity, someone actually disturbed our two-person world." Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, so he had to glance over there, and temporarily changed the target of the squeeze, "It's really not winking."

Pu Si Qinglan was startled, she turned her head quickly, she clearly remembered that after she came in, she locked the complicated door again. But now, the door was actually opened~IndoMTL.com~ Looking back at this time, she thought it was those annoying accomplices of detectives who came in, but to her surprise, there were two strange men in black at the door.

...Although it was a guy she had never seen before. But for some reason, the siren sounded in Pusi Qinglan's mind, feeling the extreme danger.

Don't care about competing with Jiang Xia, she quickly raised the gun with the other hand, but before she could aim, Qin Jiu glanced at her from under the brim of her hat, and pulled the trigger casually.

There was a bang, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing. The gun in Pusi Qinglan's hand flew far away. Immediately following Vodka, he flew over, threw her aside, raised his hand to knock her out, and completed the arrest.

Then he silently dragged the person away from Wu Zuo, so that he could also take advantage of the trend to stay away from Jiang Xia——when he entered the door just now, Vodka heard Jiang Xia's words of "interrupting the world of two people" , he always felt that this insidious behind-the-scenes black director was going to make use of the problem again to persecute innocent colleagues. Update without error@

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