The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand five hundred and seventy-nine [Ireland, smashed 3 times]

While following, Ireland speculated casually in his heart, and didn't have much respect for "that lord". No matter how much he hated Wu Zuo and Qin Jiu, he knew it in his heart—now, even without these two cadres, Mr. Pisk would be dealt with by the boss for other reasons sooner or later.

The killing intent that was suppressed forcibly spread.

At this moment, an extremely frightened scream suddenly sounded from the street diagonally in front of Ireland.

"Ah----!!!"

The screams of passers-by, like a series of sharp alarms, suddenly pulled Ireland back from her chaotic thoughts.

He suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, raised his head suddenly, and saw a shadow coming towards him from above at a high speed.

——That shadow turned out to be a person who fell from the sky!

That person was just an ordinary person who fell from a building, and he would never fall to Ireland. But who would have thought that when he fell halfway, he was hit hard by something in the middle of the air.

Suddenly, the track changed, and like a human shell, he slammed into Ireland from the slant.

“…”

Wu Zuo was assassinated twice in a row. This time, even if it was tracking, Ireland did not dare to get too close to the building, but always kept a distance from the building that would not be hit by the falling person.

But who would have thought that even so, the falling man actually drew a slash in the air, hitting him with precision as if he had installed some sort of sight.

...An ordinary person might not be able to avoid this final blow.

But after all, Ireland has been on the line of life and death many times, and just experienced a fatal crisis last night, so it is in a very alert state at this time.

While looking up to check the situation, he instinctively moved to one side.

This subconscious action made his wound hurt so badly that he felt dizzy from the pain, but it turned out that it did save his life.

——The next moment, the obese person who fell from the building flew past his head, and crashed into the small stall at the entrance of the shop next to him.

Ireland felt the fierce wind blowing across her body, and cold sweat broke out from the corner of her forehead: "..." If he hadn't instinctively dodged just now and was hit by this person, even if the horizontal force wouldn't kill him on the spot, he It is also bound to be too late to escape due to serious injuries—and for a cadre like him walking in the dark, this means that he will be brought into the sight of the police, and what follows may be the suspicion, pursuit and organization of the police silence.

Ireland: "..." The same trick was used one after another, which is simply contempt and humiliation to him.

...And what is even more unbearable is that he is actually almost hit all the time.

Wu Zuo, this bastard...

Ireland's killing intent boiled to the extreme, but no matter how unwilling he was, as the onlookers gathered one after another, he could only maintain his sanity, gritted his teeth and fled the scene like the previous two times.

…

The onlookers gathered in the past, of course including Jiang Xia and a few others.

——They walked to the intersection just now, and not long after turning the corner, they heard a middle-aged woman screaming in fear behind her.

Conan was behind and reacted the fastest. He quickly turned around and retreated to the intersection, only to see the screaming woman looking up at the roof of the building diagonally above.

Almost at the same time, where she was watching, a middle-aged man fell off the railing and fell down the stairs unconsciously.

“!!!”

Before he had time to think about why there were so many falls from buildings recently, Conan had quickly judged the situation clearly.

——He remembered that when he passed the corner at the other end, he saw a store there that was having a store celebration, and there were a lot of inflatable dolls piled up at the door.

Thinking of this, Conan quickly rubbed out a football from the black technology belt given by the doctor, and at the same time unscrewed the switch of the foot-strengthening shoes on his feet, and kicked with his legs raised.

The sneakers hit the football with a duang sound. The soccer ball drew a righteous arc, went straight to the person who fell from the building, bumped into the person obliquely in the air, and precisely slammed the person into the pile of inflatable dolls.

…

Although Conan is the key person who rescued the person who fell from the building, he was far away just now, and the woman who first discovered the falling incident had a very penetrating scream and called a lot of people. people.

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So after the incident happened, people in the surrounding shops poked their heads out one by one, and surrounded them with passers-by, which made Conan, a weak kid, unable to squeeze into the scene.

Jiang Xia and the others had already walked a short distance when they heard the movement.

They turned back quickly, and before they could figure out the situation, they saw Conan anxiously jumping outside the crowd.

Jiang Xia walked over, patted him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Conan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the passers-by in front say "he's still alive" and "call an ambulance".

He told Jiang Xia what he saw just now, and then he lowered his head, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Jiang Xia obviously noticed it, and stared at him questioningly.

Conan hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Actually, when I kicked the ball to save people just now, I just remembered that there was a pile of inflatable cushions at the corner of the street, and I didn't pay attention to the people on the street. status."

"At that moment, I kicked the ball without any hesitation. After the ball flew out, I suddenly realized that between the person who fell from the building and the pile of inflatable dolls on the street corner, there seemed to be..." Conan said With a guilty face, "It seems that there is still a passerby.

Jiang Xia also followed him with a worried expression, and at the same time secretly touched the fluffy murderous smell of smoke that the ghosts had just picked up in his arms—you don't need to look at it, just look at the quality of the murderous aura, the identity of that "unlucky passerby" It's ready to come out.

Jiang Xia: "..." Although the output of Ireland's murderous spirit is good~IndoMTL.com~, the luck is really bad.

However, there is no way to do this. Who made this bottle of real wine target people who shouldn't be targeted... For example, in order to deal with Gin in the future, he not only saw through "Conan = Kudo Shinichi", but also captured This smaller version of the detective wants to use Conan as a handle and hand it over to the organization.

In the end, no one handed it in, and Gin was not overthrown. He only confessed himself, and even ordered the organization to dispatch a helicopter gunship, which was quite heroic.

Jiang Xia: "..." Speaking of which, I don't know if the helicopter can be borrowed from him for two laps after Gin Jiu and the Irish infighting are over.

It's not that he thinks it's cool to fly a helicopter with a group of boys in black, but what if he can use it someday? You have to familiarize yourself with the props at hand in advance. As a steady cadre, this is very necessary...

Besides, Conan was still immersed in the guilt of almost kicking someone to death, and he didn't notice the neighbor's desire to move.

He continued to describe the situation at that time: "Fortunately, the passer-by reacted quickly and successfully avoided the faller who was hit by me, but after that..."