The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and eighty [Curaçao: Can’t see me]

"Kidd? I see, this 'runway signal light' for landing is very unique." Curacao wiped his glasses,

"Using people as scripts, using people as props, and now using the police as signal lights to pave the way... That guy Wuzuo seems to have crossed over from some cannibal. And compared to the same race, he obviously has something new about human beings. understanding and usage.” Even though Curaçao itself kills like hell, but killing people for missions is completely different from killing people for fun.

Even if it is her, it is inevitable that she will be a little wary when she meets this kind of person.

"You are still so young, how did you develop such a terrible habit... By the way, his mother seems to be a lunatic in that research department, so it's no wonder." Curacao grumbled in his heart,

"But judging from the data, Jiang Xia has been acting more like the introverted version of his father before. Could it be that at that time, this fake detective just hid all the madness?... Heh, I don't know that Ireland landed in a plane I will accidentally run over a few poor policemen." She seemed to have seen the scene of the policemen in the police car being crushed into flesh, and frowned displeasedly.

Meanwhile, Curacao realized something. She pulled down the mirror on the roof of the car again, took a look in the mirror, took off her crystal earrings decisively, and changed them into a pair of unpretentious and forgettable silver stud earrings.

Afterwards, she stared at the radiant dark blue dial on her wrist, which was inlaid with broken diamonds. She also took off this watch, and replaced it with an ordinary leather watch with a black background.

After carefully inspecting her whole body, she made sure that there was nothing conspicuous about her. She looked like an ordinary white-collar worker, so Curacao felt relieved and started again.

——She was just going to stare at Ireland from a distance, and she didn't want to replace the big man and become something's new toy just because of a casual glance from the crowd.

…in mid-air. As Kidd flew out of the cabin, the originally stable plane shook slightly, and there was a huge wind noise in the first-class cabin.

Hashimoto Maya was startled, ran to the cab door and took a look outside, couldn't help cursing: "Which **** opened the hatch!"... By the way, that guy just now!

He approached a little closer, wanting to see if he could save it, but found that the hatch had already flown out completely.

Aware of this, Maya Hashimoto turned her head silently, and quickly returned to the relatively safe cab before being swept away by the airflow.

Then glanced at Jiang Xia who was still sitting firmly in the driver's seat: Well, this detective quickly stabilized the fuselage, teaching a smart person to do things is easy, and he learned how to adjust the direction of the plane so quickly.

But now is not the time to express appreciation to the detective, Hashimoto Maya is a little anxious: "I have to land as soon as possible - the guy who came to adjust the cabin pressure just now is probably the Kaitou Kidd hiding on the plane. He may have discovered Aware of some hidden dangers, he didn't want to crash with the plane, so he fled ahead of time."

"Alas." Jiang Xia sighed casually, echoed her disappointment with the strange thief, and then continued to concentrate on being her own captain.

He glanced at the fuel gauge: "There is still a little oil, which is enough to support the landing. I will adjust the direction of landing first. I must go against the wind to minimize the sliding distance." Then he looked at Maya Hashimoto: " But I suddenly have a headache, are you really not coming to drive? I feel that you are not very nervous now, you should be able to drive it." Maya Hashimoto: "...I can't." Don't pick this time to have a headache!

The plane was still circling and adjusting its direction, Hashimoto Maya didn't want to give up, and tried to divert the topic of flying the plane: "If you have a headache, I...can I press it for you?"

"Okay." Jiang Xia is indeed a detective who grew up in the sun, and she has nothing at all

The consciousness of "you can't hand over the key to others", but he suddenly thought of one thing,

"You haven't touched the place the captain touched, don't put cyanide on my face."

"!" Maya Hashimoto withdrew his hand in a swish, avoiding another trap that didn't exist. Jiang Xia looked at the bewildered new kid from the reflection, and pointed at the co-pilot tolerantly: "How about this, you sit over and be my assistant. If there is any accident when landing, it will relieve my pressure."

"..." Hashimoto Maya was ten thousand unhappy. But the co-pilot is not as eye-catching as the captain, and it is better to take a little risk of exposure than to be blown to ashes with the plane on the spot.

Coupled with Ireland's approving gaze, he finally sat down silently. Seeing that Hashimoto Maya did not go to the co-pilot, Ireland was a little worried.

But seeing him sitting down now, I can't help but think of the sentence my subordinate said

"The plane crashed and the people died". Although reason told him that it was just an excuse used by Hashimoto Maya to refuse to fly the plane, but as an organization cadre who was always on the verge of danger, Ireland still couldn't control his vigilance.

He secretly took a step closer to the direction of the co-pilot. In this way, if Maya Hashimoto's mentality collapses and changes, he can stop the other party's actions in time and get things back on track.

Faced with the pressure of death, people often make choices beyond their imagination. In other words, until the last moment, Ireland cannot be sure what Hashimoto Maya will do.

But no cadre is willing to put his life in the hands of others, let alone a confidant, not even Mr. Pisk.

Ireland: "..." At this moment, he suddenly regretted letting this confidant appear by his side ~IndoMTL.com~ which caused Hashimoto Maya to be exposed to Uzuo's sight.

But it's useless to regret, because if Hashimoto Maya hadn't appeared, then the moment he was ambushed by the people sent by Wuzuo last night and fell on the street, his death date would have been set—at that time, he still had With a gun, if Hashimoto Maya hadn't kept up with the gun and hid it at that time, the gun was found by the doctor and the hospital called the police, then he might have been sent away by the bullet in his dream.

...Wait, is this actually Wu Zuo's conspiracy to force out his henchmen? I can't think about everything I have experienced recently, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am falling deeper and deeper into a big net of a certain conspiracy.

Ireland's complexion is a little hideous. At this time, Maya Hashimoto's pleasantly surprised voice suddenly sounded: "Why is there a sudden light on that 'runway'?! It's like an additional signal light! Could it be that Kidd stole a string of signal lights to install them? Come on? How could he move so fast... No, this color, is it a police light?"...A minute or two ago.

In a park near Sakimori Wharf. Seeing that it wasn't a murderer that they ran into tonight, the police department originally wanted to retreat with two colleagues from the search department.

But when he saw the unreliable Nakamori Police Department, he stopped silently.