The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand five hundred and fifteen [blocking the escape of the younger brother]

Thinking of this, the middle-aged reporter couldn't wait to rush into the building

Just two steps ahead, he remembered something, turned back silently, pushed Jiang Xia, and let the detective stay in his camera.

——What is so good about a simple incident? The famous detective and his deciphering process are the key points. The reporter persuaded: "Let's go up and see the situation first."

Jiang Xia nodded, and ran into the lobby on the first floor, at the same time, he did not forget to tell everyone: "Watch all exits, and surround them on all sides, don't let that person run away."

Although the production crew were just some ordinary people, there were so many people after all, and the building wasn't too big. They took courage and surrounded the building partly to obey orders and partly to join in the fun.

Although it is not to the point where it is difficult to fly without wings, it is obvious that under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, it is difficult for a normal person without wings to escape from the building.

In the corner of the tea room, Chong Shisubaru accidentally fell asleep and was awakened: "..."

…

When Jiang Xia, Conan and a few fast-footed reporters ran into the building.

In front of the building, Dr. Ali Dongdongdong ran over, panting and stopped on the street in front of the building. Although this section of the road is not very long, for a tech geek who doesn't exercise much, the amount of exercise is still too much.

Hui Yuan Ai, who respects the old and loves the young, also followed. She looked at this vain old man, stood on tiptoe and patted him on the back, feeling a little helpless: "Why are you chasing after me? Can you run past Jiangxia? Next time something like this happens, remember to find a safe place to wait."

Dr. A Li managed to catch his breath, and explained in a low voice: "I saw them running, so I instinctively chased them..."

As he was speaking, there was a gunshot from above.

Following that, the surrounding light suddenly and subtly changed.

The two were stunned, and looked up, and saw the originally dark building, but the lights on the 7th floor suddenly turned on.

A figure was reflected on the window, and soon, the shadow became smaller and smaller—the people in the room were getting farther and farther away from the window, as if they had shot and turned on the lights, and then left the room quickly.

Dr. A Li touched his bald head in horror: "That was a gunshot just now, right? There was a shooting upstairs? That guy by the window is the murderer?!"

Hui Yuanai frowned and looked upstairs, thought of something, and quickly ran into the building.

Jiang Xia is still standing at the door of the elevator, waiting for the elevator.

Hui Yuanai ran to him and tugged at his sleeve: "Just after the gunshots rang out, the lights on the 7th floor suddenly turned on, and there was a figure in the window, which might be the murderer."

The manager Yoshino Satomi also heard it, and immediately became anxious: "The seventh floor...that is Mr. Nanjo's room!"

Without saying a word, the elevator arrived with a ding.

A group of people hurried into the elevator and headed to the 7th floor.

…

The process of going upstairs was smooth.

But the moment he got out of the elevator, the reporter who was carrying the camera tripped and groaned, and the camera on his shoulder spun and flew out.

“…”

Jiang Xia caught the machine with a lot of images of him, picked up the reporter who almost hit the ground with his other hand, and put the camera back into his hand.

"Thank you, thank you." The middle-aged reporter hadn't recovered, and thanked him in a daze.

It took a second before he touched the expensive video camera and got scared.

The reporter glanced at Jiang Xia gratefully, then looked down at his feet, and found that the thing that tripped him just now was a piece of torn tape. The black tape was stretched long and randomly placed on the ground.

"Who is so wicked, throwing this kind of thing at the elevator entrance." The reporter hurriedly followed along while dripping, preparing to shoot the heroic posture of "Jiang Xia vs. "Reaper".

But just two steps away, in front of Hayato Nanjo's office, there was a superimposed panic scream.

…

Jiang Xia heard the cry.

Just now he went to pick up the camera that almost died in the line of duty, so he wasted a little time.

Conan also stopped, and was looking at the insulating tape under the photographer's feet suspiciously, wondering why this thing is here, it's too out of harmony.

On the contrary, Mrs. Nanjo and her manager ran into Hayato Nanjo's room first.

But now, judging from their double screams, the situation in the house seems to be very bad - it's not like screaming when they saw a murderer, but more like... seeing a corpse.

Let's try it out soon. 】

Conan hurried to the house, but was stopped by Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia just turned his back to the door, doing what a detective should do to "protect the scene".

Unexpectedly, after such a stop, he realized that the person rushing over was not as tall as his raised hand, so he silently lowered his hand.

Turning his head to look into the room, he just saw Mrs. Nanjo throwing herself into the arms of the manager in horror.

In front of them, Hayato Nanjo lay dead in the corner between the cabinet and the wall, his head was covered with blood, there was a big hole between his eyebrows, and a large amount of blood was spattered on the wall behind him.

When the murderer shot down, this man was already dead.

“…”

There was silence.

Mao Lilan took out the phone tremblingly, and pressed two "1".

Then he paused, quickly deleted, and pressed three "9"s again.

…

On the other side, Scotland Yard.

Sheriff Anna asked the police officers to sort out the relevant information about the case at noon and the case on the plane.

Seeing that the matter was almost dealt with, she stretched her body, leisurely planned to leave work, and handed over the rest to the little police officer on duty.

But as soon as he stood up, he saw someone rushing in with an anxious look on his face: "Sheriff, there is another murder! The person who called the police left a name and said her name was 'Mao Lilan'. This seems to be the last case. Witness."

"Oh..." Sergeant Anna was stunned for a moment, unable to hide her surprise, "It's been less than 24 hours, this is already the third incident, these Tokyo kids are really... er, not so lucky .”

Fate happened. I heard that it was a Japanese celebrity who died, and a reporter took pictures of the whole process. Of course, it is not good to let the little policeman deal with it.

Sheriff Anna had no choice but to bid farewell to tonight's entertainment in her heart, sighed, and ordered someone to go to the scene~IndoMTL.com~ When she walked out of the building, she remembered that foreigners were involved in this murder, so she dealt with it The process might be a bit troublesome, so she turned on her phone decisively and sent a message to Inspector Yasa: "...how can you forget your boss about overtime work?"

…

Twenty minutes later.

The scene of the eucalyptus discovery in the crew building.

A group of tired police officers blocked the place.

Among the busy police officers, there was a haggard and tired middle-aged police officer.

Inspector Yasa deliberated, and finally came, but his face was dark and sullen, and he looked unhappy.

——He didn't want to work overtime, and he didn't want to get involved with this group of Tokyo people.

But I was worried that if I didn't come, things would go wrong. After all, the high school student detective was valued by Chief Superintendent Lotta for some reason.