The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 261: Boss, you are also recruited
Jiang Xia finished dealing with Anshitou, scattered Xiaobai's puppet, and his consciousness returned to his own body.
The body is still lying on the sofa.
He closed his eyes and felt it, and found that the height of the cushion was just right, and there was still a quilt on his body, so he didn't open his eyes comfortably and continued to sleep - anyway, the murderer would start working tonight, so he didn't have to lie down for a long time.
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In the lobby, the host, Satoshi Kamijou, chatted with the other participants while secretly observing the surroundings.
Seeing that Jiang Xia never appeared, Kamijou Satoshi's dangling heart gradually calmed down: It seems that the sleeping pills he put have indeed had an effect.
Famous detectives are powerful, but to solve a case, they definitely need enough clues. Now that Jiang Xia has slept in all the details, the possibility of successfully solving the case is much lower than when he was awake.
Planning √
Thinking like this, Kamijou Satoshi boldly started his own murder.
He gradually reduced the frequency of talking with other people, and when no one paid attention to him, he turned around and went back to his room, and sent a message asking Jiangyuan Shinan to come over and "talk" - Jiangyuan Shinan got some evidence of his illegality , is using these to blackmail him and will not refuse his request to meet.
When Gangwon Shiman arrived, he used beer with sleeping pills to make him drunk, and then went upstairs to decorate Gangwon Shiman's room, making it a fall scene.
After that, Satoshi Kamijou would be able to return to his room again, put Jiangyuan Shinan in the night baron's clothes, and throw him out of the window, pretending that Jiangyuan Shinan had stumbled while pretending to be the "Night Baron" fall.
During this process, Satoshi Kamijou would call the front desk from his room to get an alibi.
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The other side.
The effects of the sleeping pills did not last long.
Conan pressed his forehead, sat up in confusion, stared at the bedroom door and recalled a few philosophical questions about who I am, where I am, and what I am doing.
A moment later, he jumped up and opened the door, rushing into the living room.
The living room was lit with warm yellow lights, and Haiyuan Ai was sitting quietly on a chair reading a book. On the sofa next to her, Jiang Xia was wrapped in a quilt, and she also looked like she had just woken up.
Conan looked at Jiang Xia who was staring at him, guessing that he was the same as himself. As for why Jiang Xia slept later than him but woke up at about the same time as him... People's physiques are different, just like Some people sleep too much for six hours, and some people sleep for ten hours and feel sleepy all day. Compared with studying the different effects of the same sleeping pills on different people, Conan is more concerned about the fact that in the end. Who is inexplicably pouring medicine into their pot, and what is the purpose.
Ai Haibara was the most normal looking one present.
Conan asks her about the situation while hearing strange noises.
He looked suspiciously at the dark window and walked over to check: "What sound?"
Haihara raised the travel brochure at hand: "It's a sea breeze called 'Jifeng'. The higher the place, the stronger the wind, so the wind in our room will be extraordinarily loud."
After a pause, she remembered Jiang Xia's previous instructions, and pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What happened to you just now?"
"There's something wrong with that pot of water." Conan felt a little stuffy in the room, and wanted to open the window to take a look at the strange 'Ji Feng'.
Jiang Xia got up and went to help, but the window was quickly pushed open.
Conan stuck his head out comfortably and took a breath of fresh air.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the window downstairs was also open.
The drowsiness caused by the sleeping pills left Conan in a state of numbness that couldn't turn his head. He lowered his head, wanting to see which friend had such a taste to enjoy the sea breeze with him at night.
As soon as the friendly gaze was cast, he used the overflowing light in the room to see a man in a black cloak and a white smiling face mask in the room directly below them being carried and thrown out. outside the window.
The figure of "Night Baron" fell, quickly blending into the night.
When he appeared again, it was already in the light of the small square below - there was a statue downstairs, the iron knight straddling the horse, holding the sword high, and the "Night Baron" fell on that On the statue, the sword was pierced through the chest and abdomen, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Conan stared at the corpse, and then slowly looked at Satoshi Kamijou, who was sticking his head out of the downstairs window and bowing his head to review the murder results: "...??!"
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Hai Yuanai's actions to call the police are not as quick as Mao Lilan.
But at least faster than the average person.
Not long after, the police car arrived.
Because of being witnessed the process of throwing people, a series of operations by the host were debunked by the speed of light. The "alibi" he specially made has also become an irrefutable proof that he was there.
Satoshi Kamijou never expected this outcome. He was taken away by the police in a swearing manner. Half of his fragrant language was scolding the detective and half of the unscrupulous pharmaceutical factory.
Conan stood in the sea breeze and looked at his back, a little messy.
Is it an illusion~IndoMTL.com~ How do you feel that the recent suspects are all such bells and whistles, either caught on the spot or interrupted on the spot...
Well, it may also be that they were a little stressed when they faced Jiang Xia. As for things like killing methods, if any link goes wrong, it is easy to lose the whole game - just like today's Hanhan who can't figure out the specific duration of black technology sleeping pills...
If it continues to evolve like this, sooner or later, the suspect will not dare to commit a crime in front of Jiang Xia. Conan thought complicatedly.
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The effect of narcotics is longer than that of sleeping pills.
When Amuro woke up, everything was over, and the police car was driving away with the suspect.
Amuro stood up vigilantly, first checked the surrounding environment, and found that it was in his room. I simply checked the things on my body, as well as the luggage, and found that nothing was missing, and I was a little puzzled.
... Could it be that the child who touched the porcelain was just a means sent by the host to solve the detective?
It's maddening to use even children...
Amuro pressed his head, which was still a little dizzy, and went downstairs to the crowd of onlookers who had gathered together.
The police car has left, and Jiang Xia is standing on the edge of the square, looking up at the statue of the knight.
Amuro asked in a low voice, "Did the murderer explain about the little boy?"
Jiang Xia withdrew his gaze and looked at him suspiciously.
Conan next to him was moved and looked over immediately: "Little boy?"
Amuro touched his head perfunctorily: "It's not about you."
Conan: "..."
I know, and I don't mean me.
He stopped talking, but finally stopped. No further questioning, only when Jiang Xia and Anshitou were communicating briefly, he secretly glanced at Anshitou's cuff thoughtfully, and found a very faint pinhole on his wrist.