The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand seven hundred and seventy-nine [refused to fish]

Jiang Xia nodded: "Go ahead and leave it to me."

After the female secretary left, he went to the bathroom to pour out the juice, then returned to the table and looked at the cup suspiciously.

——This is very different from the peaceful night in his impression.

However, it is a good thing that someone is doing things. It seems that tonight there is no need to really be reduced to watching TV to pass the time.

…

While thinking about who is going to send him a murderous look, Jiang Xia flicked his phone casually.

Suddenly another mobile phone vibrated, it was the one belonging to the Black Organization.

Jiang Xia has asked Noah to check before, and there is no surveillance or bug in the duty room of this VIP ward. So he took out his phone and took a look, only to find that it was a message from Curacao.

[Hiraoka Shiro is the target of the organization, and he cannot be allowed to go to prison alive. ]

Jiang Xia: "..." This second-in-command secretary is quite well informed. After he made a phone call with the Mumu Police Department, the news came later.

There is no bugging device around me, it seems that Curacao got the news from the police.

"At times like this, I don't forget to remind me that there is still one person waiting to be silenced by the organization. I'm really dedicated." Can't take care of her?"

He thought for a while and bowed his head to reply.

…

Not long ago, a hidden corner of Tokyo.

Curaçao's phone vibrated and received a reply.

She clicked to view it, and there was a sentence on the screen:

[It turned out to be like this, it was really scary.

But what does this have to do with me, a high school detective?]

Curaçao: "..."

Besides, Wutiangou who was yawning suddenly cheered up, flapped his wings, and started working.

Curaçao stared at the phone screen for two seconds in silence, and suddenly found that the page-turning button on the right was lit, and there seemed to be other sentences behind it.

She was taken aback, and scrolled down.

[If you are looking for me to discuss work troubles, then I suggest you be more dedicated and wait for the opportunity near that person. ]

Curaçao: "..." Dedicated?

Heh, she's crazy to kill under Uzo's watchful eyes. Maybe as soon as the front foot is touched, the back foot will be photographed like Pisco and released on the whole network.

This guy caught her while fishing. She is not the kind of unlucky cadre who doesn't know anything about Uzo.

After thinking for a while, Curacao decided to hold back for the time being - anyway, there is no sign of the hacker being caught for the time being, so be patient and not rush.

…

Whatever Curacao plans to do with the organization's killing targets, it has nothing to do with the detectives protecting the client.

In the dark night, Jiang Xia sat on the bed in the duty room, watching the ghosts playing cards.

At one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Jiang Xia got up and walked to the door of the president's bedroom, squatted down and probed the door, and found that there was a rather scorching air blowing there.

“…”

Twist the doorknob of the bedroom, but fortunately President Ishimoto did not lock the door, Jiang Xia pushed the door open smoothly.

There was a gust of hot wind, and when I turned my head, I saw that the temperature of the air conditioner had been turned up at some point, and the president was sleeping on the bed, sweating profusely, and his breathing seemed to be heavier than before.

Noah Dundun popped up: "The intelligent temperature control system has been hacked."

Jiang Xia took a look at the opening where the hot wind was blowing, and raised his hand to fan himself: "Change it back."

Noah went upside down.

It didn't take long for the air conditioner to blow cold air with a suitable temperature. The environment in the room became normal, and President Ishimoto's expression became serene again.

The female secretary didn't lie, this person really fell asleep and couldn't be woken up easily. Jiang Xia is quite satisfied with this, so that no one will interfere with his bodyguard work.

…

He returned to the duty room, closed the bedroom door again, and looked at his ghosts: "I didn't expect someone to actually come to President Shimoto, this is a surprise—all of you go and see Look, maybe we can catch the person who did it."

The ghosts were gearing up and drifted away one after another.

Jiang Xia sat down on the bed again: "..." Having said that, blowing to death with air-conditioning hot air is an assassination method with an erratic success rate.

And this is not the end.

After an hour, Jiang Xia suddenly looked up at the door: in his perception, there was a mass of murderous aura squatting outside the door.

Although the quality is mediocre, it is still murderous after all. It is a snack delivered to the door by myself in the middle of the night.

Idle is also idle, Jiang Xia got up and went to the door to look, and found that someone was plugging a pipe into the crack of the door from the outside, as if trying to send some very problematic gas into this relatively airtight room.

Jiang Xia: "..."

Originally he wanted to try blowing it back.

But the pipe is too close to the ground, and some industrious ghost pokes his head out of the door to take a look, and regretfully tells him: the pipe outside is connected to a machine, even if the psychic really shamelessly follows Compared with the lung capacity, the gas can't reach the mouth of the inflator.

Jiang Xia sighed regretfully, and before the other party pressed the switch, he suddenly opened the door.

"?!"

Outside the door is a man in a white coat, covering a mask and a hat - the standard attire for medical personnel, which seems to be very convenient for outlaw lunatics, and those who sneak in always like to pretend to be fake doctors .

The fake doctor in front of him is also dressed in the same way at this time. He obviously didn't expect that he would be discovered so lightly, and he was startled, and then with a fierce look on his face, he pulled out a dagger from his pocket.

Jiang Xia grabbed him by the back collar and dragged him into the room. By the way, he raised his leg to sweep the unknown machine into the room, and slammed the door.

It all happens in just a few seconds.

Soon, there was no one in the corridor of the hospital, and calm returned, as if silently inviting the arrival of the next assassin.

…

A few minutes later.

In the suite of the ward.

Jiang Xia tossed and turned for a while, and found that the man was indeed not murderous, so he tied him up dully and threw him into a corner. The air blower was also put away~IndoMTL.com~He was sorting out the murderous aura that he knocked out just now, and was about to find a police officer he knew to pick him up, when the mermaid suddenly floated over and patted him, pointing to the bedroom .

Jiang Xia: Someone brought it over again?

He stood up, and walked into the bedroom lightly and expectantly under the horrified eyes of the fake doctor in the corner.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a vague murderous aura in the building.

After waiting for a while, the mass of murderous aura was getting closer and closer - it seemed that a person was creeping towards this side quietly along the ventilation duct.

…

Killer No. 3 crawled into the bedroom in the dark and stopped in front of the vent.

Through the iron bars, he looked at President Ishimoto who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and he tidied up the murder weapon in his arms, silently showing a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)

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