The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 686: My 60th Army

Jiang Xia put his consciousness into the puppet and moved his hands and feet slightly.

In addition to shikigami, the materials for building puppets are ghosts.

And ghosts have night vision capabilities, so of course puppets can see things in the dark.

In Jiang Xia's eyes, the dark woods that can't see five fingers are clearer than when the sun is at its strongest during the day.

He looked at the vast forest, and after thinking for a moment, he walked to a mountain path that tourists stepped on.

Not only Mian Guan Chensan's younger brother heard what Amuro said when he was "chatting" just now, Jiang Xia also heard it.

And Jiang Xia felt that as long as Mian Guan Chensan had a little bit of analytical ability, he could, based on the information provided by Amuro, lock the search range at certain points where the ten-minute journey to the top of the mountain and the frequently traveled path intersected. There will be a gathering place for the younger brothers.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Xia Weishui was pleasantly surprised to find that he had indeed found a target for pastime when he was bored.

——He went straight to the little brother who sometimes looked up at the top of the tree, and sometimes looked down at the root, suspected of helping Mian Guan Chensan find the red handkerchief.

……

Yamada Ken, who has been with Tatsuzo Mianguan ten years ago, has always been worried about his superiors and takes Tatsuzo Mianguan's orders as his own responsibility. He is a qualified and loyal old subordinate.

Not long ago, he received a call from Mian Guanchen San.

"I just got the news from Konno - when a detective was going up the mountain, he noticed a faded red handkerchief on a nearby tree." Tatsuzo Mianguan said:

"In other words, the target maple tree should be in a strip area that is nearly ten minutes away from the top of the mountain. You notify other people of the news, and search first from the path most frequently used by tourists."

The strip area around the top of the mountain, plus the most common roads that tourists pass through when going up the mountain, these information are interlaced into several points, which outline the most likely location of the target, which greatly reduces the need for them. workload.

Ken Yamada, who was running around the mountains, realized this and breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, I was a little wary: "Brother, detectives are very cunning, the news from them..."

"Don't worry." Mian Guan Chensan soaked in the bathtub comfortably, winning the ticket:

"We have more than 60 people. If the detective found any clues on the mountain and said that to lure us there and confirm our purpose, then we will dig a few more burial pits. ——Detectives are often very conceited. They don’t like to share information with the police until they only find anomalies and have no conclusive evidence. Single-handedly, it is not difficult to deal with.”

The current Mian Guan Chensan is no longer the man five years ago who had nowhere to hide if he wanted to dispose of a corpse. Today, he is already a well-known secretary-general of the mud participation meeting, and he has a lot of younger brothers.

And killing a detective who is naturally opposed to them; and the cadres in the plotting organization, the difficulty of the two is completely different, the former is not afraid of the younger brothers knowing. In short, if the assassination of Yuichi Omori five years ago was hellish, now dealing with a nosy detective is as difficult as eating a plate of dessert.

"Okay." Yamada Ken was persuaded.

He hung up the phone, and while sending messages to others, he followed Mian Guan Chensan's instructions and walked to the possible "points" to search for the bodies.

Not long after I arrived, I was concentrating on finding it.

Suddenly behind me, I heard a faint voice: "What are you looking for? A corpse buried a few years ago?"

Desolate woods, gloomy mountain winds, and possibly buried bones. A ghostly erratic voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Fear gripped Yamada Ken's heart like a giant hand. He slammed into the jackknife he hid in his pocket, and turned his head at the same time. idea.

But before he could see the person behind him clearly, and before those thoughts were transformed into the actions he should take, he was hit **** the bend of his leg and fell to his knees, followed by a blow on the back, and fluttered. Into a cloud of dust and choking dead leaves.

Before getting up, a force from his back stomped him firmly. I don't know why, the sneak attackers seem to be very proficient in this process of leveling people. Yamada Ken considers himself well-trained, but in the raid just now, he didn't have time to react at all.

……

Jiang Xia drove Matsuda Jinping's puppet and looked down at the person under his feet.

Recently, I have seen a lot of high-end murderous aura, and suddenly I see ordinary murderous aura. Attraction is not as strong as before.

However, it's definitely better to just grab the things you can use than to stay in the restaurant and wait dryly for the uncle to go out.

And there are so many people in the mountains, which add up to a considerable number, and they are enough to make the psychic feel relaxed and happy. This beautiful night is still long.

As Jiang Xia thought about it, he held a two-finger-thick branch next to him, intending to lift it up and use it as a weapon.

But before that, he remembered something and stopped again.

"..." Uzo, the pre-order double, is not too similar to the main body. Especially when the main body happens to be nearby. It's better to have a little difference between the two...

Thinking about this, Jiang Xia looked around. His eyes swept over the sharp stones, dirty soil, a few mushrooms after the rain under the tree... In the end, he stopped on Yamada Ken's waist.

He crouched down, pulled out the leash of the terrifying gas source, and wobbled—woo—twitching in his hand.

"..." Seems not bad?

At least it sounds like a terrifying movement is no worse than a stick swing, and hitting someone should hurt enough.

……

Into the night ~IndoMTL.com~ The Red Tree Hotel at the foot of the mountain riots.

There are campers who can't sleep in the middle of the night, travel late at night, and want to appreciate the beauty of different locations. As a result, the Maple Leaf Mountain at night does not have the hazy moonlight, and there is no beauty under the moon. Instead, it is gloomy and can't see anything. In the end, the literary camper stepped on the body of the deceased, stumbled, and gave a sincere hug to the body.

After turning on the flashlight and seeing the dead person under him and the dead person covered in blood, the camper pulled his companions, rolled and climbed the ground and ran down the mountain. When he ran to the middle of the mountain, he came back to his senses and took a few beats slowly. called the police.

……

Same time.

Amuro Toru is spending time in the hall with Jiang Xia, waiting to observe Mian Guan Chen San's reaction, and try his best in the final stage of the organization task - if Mian Guan Chen San rests, they will also go back to the room to rest; As soon as Chen Sanyi left, they also immediately came out for activities, which would be too obvious. After all, the two of them are still detectives on the bright side, and there are many people nearby. In addition to the peripheral members of the group of organizations in Gunma County, there are many people around Mianguan Chensan. Before Mian Guanchen San showed enough abnormality, they had to follow normal.