The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand four hundred and ninety-two [The nanny is also an organizer? 】

Jiang Xia: "..." The organization cadres rarely go out and run around, not to mention that Jiang Xia Tongzhi's mother seems to be a researcher, and she looks very homey when she hears it.

Taking a step back, even if the parents are going abroad, the organization will not let them take their son with them—no matter how loyal they are, they must keep some hostages, otherwise, what if the whole family runs away.

Conan actually guessed Mao Lilan's mental journey, and snorted happily: "The nanny in Jiang Xia's childhood seemed to be a foreigner. He started from a baby. How could his English pronunciation be bad?"

After speaking, he froze, and hastily added: "I heard about it from Aunt Yuxiko!"

Jiang Xia: "...is that nanny a foreigner?"

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any impression: Jiang Xia Tongzhi didn't seem to have a good memory, and he didn't have any happy childhood, the more he remembered, the more he forgot.

...But it's not a big problem, and it doesn't affect the psychic's ability to pick up ghosts and kill them, and enjoy life.

Hearing Jiang Xia's question, Conan was a little surprised: "Have you forgotten this? Well... But it's true, I don't have much impression of her. I only heard that she is a very homely person who almost never goes out. As soon as I go out, I cover it tightly, as if I am allergic to the sun... This, this is what Aunt Yuxiko said!"

Mao Lilan: "..." Why does Aunt Youxiko always tell the children these things... But she really seems to like Jiang Xia, after all, the character of Jiang Xia when she was a child and Kudo Shinichi are like two extremes. Aunt Youxizi may have never seen that type of child, and she looked rare, so she was even impressed by the people related to Jiang Xia.

As the only adult, Dr. Ali scratched his head when he mentioned the nanny: "Speaking of which, I don't have much impression of her—but I don't go out often myself, and two people who don't go out often are neighbors. If there is no fate, we may not see each other for several years, hahaha."

When Mao Lilan came back to her senses, she suddenly remembered something, which was a little funny: "No wonder when Jiang Xia climbed over the wall and was caught by Police Officer Sato, he made an excuse to say that he was so tightly covered because he was allergic to the sun. There are ready-made materials."

Jiang Xia: "..." That's not true, he said that day that he was allergic to the sun, and he just made an excuse for the sneaky behavior of covering his face.

Thinking of this, he was slightly taken aback.

——In this way, perhaps the nanny is not a "sun allergy" at all, but an outlaw fanatic who can't see the light.

Jiang Xia: "..." Tsk, it's a pity that Jiang Xia Tongzhi became self-reliant too early, and he won't need a nanny soon. Otherwise, we should really save her until now to see what her murderous aura is like...

Conan seemed to have thought of this possibility, and joked: "Maybe it's really a fugitive."

Mao Lilan shook her head: "Uncle Jiang Xia is such a nice person, how could he hang out with wanted criminals? In fact, many people are now fully armed as soon as they go out in order not to get tanned. That aunt may just be too fashionable and walk in the trend front row."

Neither of them took it seriously.

——Conan firmly believes in his father's judgment. If Jiang Xia's family really has a problem, then Yusaku Kudo, who lives next door, will definitely be able to see it. But Kudo Yusaku didn't say anything about it.

Mao Lilan didn't think about that at all.

Among the people at the table, only Hui Yuan Ai was staring at the magazine in front of her, covering herself with a large page, her whole body was cold: "..." She had never been in contact with that nanny, but if she said that, maybe that person was real. There is a problem - after all, Hui Yuanai knows in his heart that Jiang Xia's parents are not ordinary civilians, and Jiang Xia's English... seems to have a London accent.

Huihara Ai: "..." Wait, maybe that nanny is from London? ! Is that person still alive? If she was a member of the organization and returned to London after completing certain shady tasks, wouldn't they have walked into danger by themselves when they came to England this time?

Haihara Ai thinks about the things before and after coming to the UK, shrinking and getting smaller and smaller, always feeling that something terrible is about to happen - think about it carefully, how can it be possible to get along well in the organization? Where is the good guy? Maybe the mysterious person behind the woman in black the night before yesterday is actually carrying out a terrible conspiracy against Jiang Xia...

Just thinking about it vigilantly, at this moment, the door of the cafe suddenly opened.

When the people at the table heard the movement, they turned their heads and saw an extremely eye-catching woman walking in at the door.

The man was dressed in a black dress, his dazzling blond hair was tied into fluffy double ponytails, and a black and white top hat was pinned on his head. His skin was pale, his eyes were thick black, and his lips were also black.

The black and red skirt on her body. At first glance, the style looks a bit like a maid's outfit, but the changes in the details make it look completely different.

Hui Yuanai subconsciously clenched the pages of the book in her hand, becoming even more terrified.

But after a while, she felt it carefully, and found that the person who had just entered had no sense of organization on her body—it seemed to be just an ordinary woman in a gothic **** outfit.

Haihara Ai: "..." That's right, there are not as many organization members here as there are in Tokyo.

Besides, cadres are such a precious resource, normally speaking, they should be hard to find. How could it be such a coincidence to meet every day...

She comforted herself, barely regained consciousness from the terrible idea, and sat up straight again as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the black-dressed guest at the door had already walked in.

She looked around, passed by Jiang Xia and the others, and sat at an empty table in the corner.

When she sat down firmly, Dr. A Li came back to his senses.

The old man patted his heart and muttered softly: "Why are you dressed like a witch? Today is not Halloween."

On the opposite side of him, Mao Lilan has a completely different view. The female high school student's eyes are shining: "What a cute gothic loli!"

Dr. Ali: "...what?"

Conan looked back at the woman: "It's ~IndoMTL.com~ a style of dressing, dark and childlike, and it can be regarded as a product of cultural fusion-this clothes are very suitable for wearing here. "

Mao Lilan: "..." Why is Conan so clear about women's clothing? Could it be Jiang... No, Jiang Xia doesn't know how to teach such things.

Could it be that Conan secretly read the clothing magazine she put in the bookcase?

Dr. A Li nodded suddenly, and filled his knowledge base with strange new knowledge.

"A little gloomy doll style..." At the same time, he thoughtfully looked at Hui Yuan Ai, "Sounds like Xiao Ai in a melancholic state, do you want to buy one too?"

Hui Yuanai's eyes drifted to the side: "..." Although there is no Gothic Lolita, just now, Mao Lilan really took advantage of her unpreparedness and let her try a Lolita.

(End of this chapter)