The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and thirty [fanatic fans]

"Let me go back! Who are you guys?!" The murderer was covered by a black hood, unable to see anything, but still very imposing.

This proud son of heaven, who had never experienced any setbacks since he was a child, sat on a stool with his legs crossed, his chest raised and his head raised, facing the two kidnappers who had never met before.

Ireland stared at the tool man who indirectly caused his own injury, his fists were itchy-if he could catch this guy before he entered the police station, things would be much easier.

In that case, he can use any means he wants, and he will definitely be able to ask for more effective things.

Ireland: "..." It's a pity that in order to avoid the person who fell from the building and was kicked towards him, his wounds ruptured, so he could only leave the scene in a hurry to avoid being blocked by the police, and he didn't have the energy to take care of these at all.

... Wu Zuo is a bastard.

Kill him sooner or later. I don't know how many times Ireland made a solemn oath in my heart. Then he glanced at his confidant, and raised his chin at the murderer.

Hashimoto Maya immediately understood what his boss meant. He cleared his throat, and honestly acted as a tool for interrogation: "Don't worry, we are not bad people, but I just have a question to ask you - who did you learn your killing technique of beating people?" After staying for a while, he sneered angrily: "What method does this uncle want to use, and I need to learn from others? Of course I came up with it myself!" Thinking of the kidnapper opposite him daring to question him, the murderer's heart ached. I was upset for a while: "Oh, I see, you think this technique is too subtle, so you can't believe it came from me? Heh heh, it's pathetic. A brainless person like you must have never had that kind of trick. A great experience to be inspired by."

"..." This direction is different from what Ireland imagined. ... The murderer really doesn't know who Wu Zuo is?

If he pretended to be like this on purpose, then his acting skills are too good. Ireland silently knocked on the edge of the table with his fingertips, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, but he was unwilling to let go of this hard-won handle.

He thought for a moment, opened the notebook on his phone, typed a few words, and turned the screen to show to his assistant. Hashimoto Maya took a closer look respectfully.

Soon, his voice sounded again in the room: "It's too late to deny it now. Do you remember what you said when you were arrested?" The murderer frowned.

It may be because of his proud personality that made him feel that there are no questions in this world that he cannot answer. I made a mistake in this supposedly perfect case, so I’ll just admit it and treat it as a reward for your hard work.” After finishing speaking, he seemed to have misunderstood the identities of the two people on the opposite side, and scoffed. He said: "Do you want to test whether I will withdraw my confession on the spot before the trial? Huh, I really judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Since I said that I will be responsible for my own methods, I will not make 'sophistry' This kind of humiliating behavior." Maya Hashimoto felt that this guy was a bit difficult to communicate: "It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence." The murderer: "The last sentence?" Hashimoto Maya repeated what he said at the time: "What you said at that time was , 'The prisoner this time is not an ordinary person, he is a very good person. He will not leave any evidence against himself like other stupid guys'... Tell me, this person you are talking about Who is it?"

"..." There was a sudden silence in the interrogation room. The murderer's movements also stopped. Ireland watched his reaction, his eyes narrowed silently, feeling that he had grasped the key.

Just wanting to take advantage of the victory to pursue and ask for clues. However, in the next second, the murderer on the opposite side suddenly spoke. In his originally arrogant voice, there was actually a trace of pity: "You are really stupid... tsk, everyone will understand, it's just a compliment to myself.

"The police were right in front of me at the time. If I were to say that the murderer was me, they would go online to investigate. That's why I didn't point out that the 'excellent person' was actually myself—such a simple one. You guys can’t understand this thing? Kindergarten kids are smarter than you.”

"Wait. So you got me out in the middle of the night just for this kind of idiotic question?" The murderer couldn't help but sneered because of the contrast when he thought that this powerful kidnapper who could arrest people in the police station had no brains: "You don't really think that someone behind me is giving me a trick, hahahaha. Come on, take off this annoying hood, and let me see how funny you are fighting against the air!" Hashimoto Maya watched silently He didn't feel offended, but his eyes slowly became pitiful: "Oh." You don't really think that committing this crime is out of your own volition, do you?

Ireland also found some problems in the killer's attitude. Judging from the data, this winner in life has never studied acting or other majors.

Now this appearance does not look like acting - he really doesn't feel that there is another person behind him, let alone Wu Zuo's existence, just like those stupid murderers who were provoked by Wu Zuo in the past.

Ireland: "..." Could it be that I was thinking too much. Or was this just another nasty joke Wu Zuo played on him?

Seeing Wu Zuo's handle floated to his hand and slipped away quietly again, Ireland couldn't help clenching his fists, not wanting to give up so easily.

——What if? In case this person is self-taught ~IndoMTL.com~ has outstanding acting skills, and now he kills himself to act independently, but he just doesn't want to involve the people behind the scenes...Ireland decided to give it a try, otherwise he couldn't be reconciled.

He thought for a while, resisted the urge to ask in person, and typed another paragraph on the phone. The murderer dared to praise Wu Zuo in public, even if he didn't name him, it showed that he was definitely not Wu Zuo's subordinate, and he didn't know the principle of secrecy in the organization.

However, he refused to disclose any news about Wu Zuo. In this way, there is only one truth—the murderer may be a fan of Wu Zuo. He discovered Wu Zuo, a criminal genius, by some accidental circumstances, and was impressed by him. That's why he had these abnormal behaviors.

Hashimoto Maya glanced at the instructions on the phone, and nodded clearly. He turned to the murderer, and coaxed him according to his boss's instructions: "It can be seen that you not only use the method he provided, but also maintain him to such an extent, you must admire him very much.

"That guy is not a person that ordinary people can easily come into contact with. But now, I am willing to give you a chance. As long as you tell me how you discovered his true face, I can take you to meet your idol, It may even allow you to have a cordial exchange with him-how? Think about it?"