The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven [Shirley’s one good deed a day]

The Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia flipping the camera, and his old face turned red: he finally had a flash of inspiration, but it turned out to be the wrong one.

But the murderer still needs to be found. Since he is not a male college student, then...

The Mumu Police Department suddenly saw a photo on the camera. His eyes lit up and he looked at the old curator: "You were going out in this photo. What were you doing when you left your seat?"

The old curator took a closer look and remembered: "Oh, I want to go outside to check the air conditioner. The cold wind seems to be stronger than usual today. I am afraid that the audience will freeze, so I want to check it."

Feeling the suspicion from the police, he took the initiative to walk towards the door he had left through before and pointed it out to everyone: "Look, go out from this door. The door at the end on the left is the air-conditioning control room."

Indeed, it seems a bit difficult to go around and assassinate the deceased from behind.

Jiang Xia looked at the two people who were first excluded by the Mumu Police Department: "Did you see the corpse in the screening room? Can you take us to the screening room to see it."

The projectionist nodded, took them out to a stairwell, opened the door: "Just go up from here."

The group of people followed him upstairs. When they reached the corner of the stairs, a small window opened in the wall.

When Jiang Xia reached the corner, he stopped and looked at the building opposite. Opposite is a shopping mall, and what seems to be a coffee shop is facing here. There are some guests inside who are enjoying tea leisurely.

The more I think about it, the more scared I get.

Then go up, Jiang Xia should be able to realize my wish very quickly and become friends with those eight bold children.

——Although the detective looks very safe, Brother Jiang Xia must be more disgusted with beating good villains who want to silence them than being a naughty kid who is forbidden to beat.

That way I won’t have time to worry about other things quickly: "What if you want to talk about the man in white? But I seemed to have left after the death of the deceased. I should be the murderer of that case. You If I say it now, will it be regarded as showing off or causing trouble?"

After finishing speaking, the projectionist walked to the opposite side and opened another door under the wall: "The projection room is over there."

As I spoke, my eyes paused briefly under Yuan Duan Fenxing.

The saleswoman said: "When this white shadow appeared, Mr. Furuhashi was playing a movie outside that room. You came back and gave me a lunch box and tea. For the next few minutes, you were in the lounge inside. You made me tea, and you didn’t leave at all—that’s enough evidence of your presence. You’ve already said that the main thing today is that this nasty guy committed suicide.”

"Is it an illusion? But you never have a premonition of a crisis." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya muttered inwardly, "You can be careless and doubt a woman's intuition! Maybe this man in white is really okay. I am secretly watching you from somewhere at this moment, planning to wait for an opportunity to silence you, the innocent boy who has seen too little..."

Next to you, Haiyuan Ai, who was walking on the other side of Jiang Xia, noticed the movement. You bent down slightly, crossed Jiang Xia's legs, and glanced at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya thought quickly: "Sure enough, the closer you get to Brother Jiangxia, the weaker the sense of crisis becomes - that must be because the man in white hiding in the dark realizes that as long as you stand beside Brother Jiangxia Next to me, I have a way to silence them smoothly, so I am angry about it!"

The moment Jiang Xia looked over, there seemed to be a figure quickly passing by in his peripheral vision. When his eyes focused on the table by the window in the cafe, he saw a cup of coffee placed under the table. The stool was pulled open in a hurry, but there was no one at the table.

That cinema is relatively old and small in scale. Jiang Xia walked to the door, looked out, and saw two projectors placed side by side.

For a moment of determination, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya walked a few steps quickly as if there was something serious, gradually separated from the group of college students, and rubbed against Jiang Xia's legs.

Why do you still talk about such an important thing? Could it be that the older child has a bad memory and has forgotten everything?

The projectionist smiled and said: "It is more convenient to have two machines. That way when one machine is projecting, the other machine can damage the tape reel, otherwise it may be late for the last show."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya is hiding outside the detective team and is trying to use his own wisdom to analyze whether this suspicious man in white has nothing to do with that case. It's a pity that after thinking about it for a long time, I still didn't come up with the problem.

"Two?" There are few murders in movie theaters, and the chances of the police department coming to the front desk are also few. "You think there is only one machine in a screening room."

The group of people had their own thoughts, and finally walked up the stairs and came to a small lounge.

——If I remember correctly, Mitsuhiko probably bumped into Maya Hashimoto when he went to the bathroom.

Jiang Xia took a closer look at the window. All the large windows were completely sealed, and there were no signs of being pried.

I looked at the table, and then at the thickly stacked curtains outside the corner, and muttered to the ghosts in my heart: "Sure enough, human nature is to fish in places. Do you think Maya Hashimoto would be a hard-working bad guy?" I never thought that I would be able to hide faster than others at critical moments."

Next to her, Jiang Xia was also looking at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

Jiang Xia turned around and continued walking to the screening room with you: "What~IndoMTL.com~ I just saw a friend."

Jiang Xia: "..."

……

Maybe it was because I had been standing at the corner for a short time. Haiyuan Ai passed by, stopped in confusion, and tugged on the hem of my clothes: "What's wrong?"

I took another two steps back, walked behind the machine, and pointed to several small openings under the wall: "That's not the projection window anymore, that one is for you. From there, you can see The movie played without any abnormality. The window behind the machine next to it is used for projection - this woman was hung behind that window. It will scare you when you see it."

Although he was scared, Enduan Fenxing still gained a sense of danger.

"Yes, you have to find fewer clues first, and then put the clues and the man in white together - as long as it can provide some help to the case, even if the man in white is valid information, you are If you are helping, someone can call you a naughty kid!"

Nothing is worthy of criticism - it is so close, and that distance will completely hinder the ghosts' murderous project. And you can bring people over at any time.

Then he straightened up again, his mood finally lifted: Your efforts are indeed ineffective - look, the stupidest Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya has not realized that Jiang Xia is actually a villain worth relying on, and he is avoiding me again. Like a snake and a scorpion.

The projectionist and the saleslady were not vague about the detective and the college student's inner twists and turns, and were still focusing on introducing to the police: "That's your employee's lounge outside."

The rear is near.

At that moment, my hair suddenly stood up and I shivered, feeling like I was being watched by something safe. I looked around seven weeks warily, but I didn't find any important places.