The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 717: The risk of former leaders
The body search was finally over, and the ghosts sighed regretfully outside the window.
Jiang Xia is actually a little regretful. He knew that he should prepare more small arms and arm the Matsuda brand puppet from head to toe, so that he can take out one piece of vodka, be startled, and take out another one. One more surprise... Maybe the time has been delayed for a long time, not only the murderous quantity of vodka has risen sharply, but there can also be additional output on the gin side.
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After confirming that Château was unarmed, Jin Jiu let him into the car.
The vehicle leaves a clearing by the river and heads for a factory a few kilometers away. It looked like a run-down chemical factory where gin was often destroyed.
After the car restarted.
Jiang Xia looked at the subordinate puppet sitting next to him and at the gin in the front row, hesitant.
At this time, Jiang Xia realized that his interview experience was actually not very rich-the part-time job was usually to replace Anshi Tou and go directly to the variety show. Most of the variety shows were introduced by Miss Yoko. The interview case was that he was tricked into the Amuro Detective Agency by Toru Amuro before.
But now, I'm afraid I can't refer to that experience...
Jiang Xia thought for a moment and poked Matsuda Jinping: [Would you like to follow the procedure first and introduce yourself? ]
Communication between ghosts and psychics can take place through something like telepathy.
Jinping Matsuda looked away from Gin, feeling that the young psychic master was too concerned about the process and ignored a small problem: [They can't understand me]
Jiang Xia actually planned to take advantage of the chaos to hang up his body, so he possessed himself and went in to introduce himself.
But think about it and forget it. Tonight, as a middleman, he can't hang up from the beginning to the end. On the other hand, if the dummy Xitu sometimes speaks very fluently, and sometimes does not say a word, it will be strange if the state switches too quickly.
Before he could figure out how to conduct the interview, the interviewer spoke first.
Gin suddenly shook the phone in the back row.
On a closer look, a news item opened on the interface - it was a report about the former circus leader who was involved in a vendetta and was unfortunately killed by a falling object. But not the one Jiang Xia sent him, but other reports of the same case.
Although Gin is not a professional intelligence agent, he is good at everything. When I received this kind of information, I was used to confirming it by inferences, and I found other information to check.
Then stumbled across a photo.
The reporters here have a habit of reporting the death of the deceased. Of course there is this report. Among the news found by Jinjiu, there is a photo of the unfortunate deceased as the background, with the onlookers in the distance as the background.
And after zooming in, you can see that Xitu is also in the crowd of onlookers - although he did not show his face, the natural curls are quite characteristic, plus the frame of the same sunglasses, there is reason to guess that this is the himself.
Although there is no tangible evidence, the organization often does not need tangible evidence.
Gin Jiu sneered and put away the phone, but instead of speaking to the newcomer who was photographed, he turned to Jiang Xia:
"You new 'weapon', you also participated in the murder plan of the circus leader, such as guiding people at a specific time and place... The thing that killed the Lord, you dare to use it?"
Jiang Xia waved his hand indifferently: "It was the regiment leader who was clumsy and held the knife on the blade. How could he blame the knife if his hand was broken. And he didn't use proper means to tame his subordinates. Just like that The elephant tamer in the ancient story used a thin iron chain to tie the baby elephant, hoping that the baby elephant would form a mind set after breaking free for many times, and would still succumb to the thin iron chain when he grew up... Now The baby elephant has really grown up, and the tamer's ability is still only enough to provide a thin chain, but the adult elephant is not as obedient and obedient as he imagined. Death - in terms of its nature, this is not called killing the Lord, it is not forgetting the original intention, and it is worthy of praise."
Speaking of this, Jiang Xia's tone suddenly stopped.
Then, as if realizing that he had leaked his words, his eyes drifted out of the car window, he cleared his throat, and applied the patch as if nothing had happened:
"Of course, I'm just making an analogy. In fact, the death of the regiment leader can only be blamed on his own bad luck, and killing the master is even more nonsense. Xitu was still his subordinate at the time, and it was very easy to appear near the murder scene. Reasonable, maybe they made an appointment to play games together on the street that day... right." He put his arm against Matsuda Jinping next to him, as if dissatisfied with the taciturnity of this subordinate, "Speak."
Jinping Matsuda: "...?"
Really need him to speak? Do you want to whisper in a ghostly tone...
He glanced at Jiang Xia and then again, hesitatingly prepared to speak. Perhaps Jiang Xia meant to let him speak like a mute to show the situation...
But Jiang Xia seemed to see what he was thinking. Before he could speak, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on the side of his head, interrupting him.
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Jiang Xia pressed the puppet's head, but he didn't feel the cool feeling of the puppet's skin~IndoMTL.com~, but touched something very plastic... No, to be precise, That's plastic.
——It may be because the plugging time is a little long, while the puppet is constantly moving, the puppet clay flows finely. The blood bag that was placed in the center of the brain before showed a corner. Fortunately, it was hidden by the broken hair, so it was not very conspicuous.
But just now, when Gin turned around and showed them the photo, he seemed to notice. It's just that the light in the car is dim, and Gin may not have noticed that it was a blood bag, thinking it was the shadow of the hair, so he didn't say anything.
But after that, when there is a lighted place, with a strong desire to explore with gin, once he remembers what happened just now, his attention is likely to be shifted here again.
"..." Jiang Xia held down the blood bag, secretly turning it back, and continued what he said just now, "I almost forgot, he doesn't seem to be in the time period when he can speak."
Vodka: "...?" There is still time to speak? Wouldn't it just be dumb... Letting you give your younger brother drugs indiscriminately, such a pervert really doesn't deserve to have a loyal tool man!
Gin also frowned, feeling slightly puzzled: What is the time period when you can't speak?
Jiang Xia saw their doubts, tapped his finger next to the blood bag, and explained: "He was injured here - it seems that he went out with someone before, and that person stepped on a landmine, and the broken leg bones flew out, hit him in the head."
Speaking of which, Jiang Xia used a little force to pull Matsuda, who was bewildered next to him, and pressed it down. Then, like a weapon's flawed comment, he pushed his hair away and pointed to the place where his temple was close to his eyes: "Look. , and left a scar." At the same time, he clicked his tongue critically, "Fortunately, the hair can be covered, otherwise it will be really ugly."