The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 945: Where is your conscience? Add to the lord [Gongzi Queyue]


Matsuda Zhenping looked at Jiang Xia's rapidly retreating back, his eyes twitched, and he wanted to follow suit.

But before he could move his legs, a heartfelt instruction from the master of the psychic was passed along the contract:

"I'll wait nearby first, don't rush away. You must wait until the players see you, and then run away in the most handsome posture - all villains are like this.

"Now that you have done it, you must implement the villain's principles to the end and be the most qualified villain."

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

Why is it a mature and stable adult ghost who has to consider the useless question of "whether he is handsome when he runs away"...

The mood of the ghost involved is somewhat complicated.

However, since it was Jiang Xia's confession, it is considered a job...

Matsuda Jinpei tried his best to recall the manga he had read in his sophomore year, knelt down beside the corpse, shook his cloak, and posed in a pretty cool knife-wielding pose, waiting sadly for the little kids to come over.

In the coffee shop next door.

After Jiang Xia entered the door, he went all the way to the second floor, came to the window, and looked out at the street through the foggy glass. .

Noah jumped out from nowhere, Paji bounced to his side, and stopped obediently on the table.

Jiang Xia rubbed the crystal ball with a good feel, and then said naturally: "The drink is good, let's have another drink. This time I want wine." He snapped his fingers, "——Let's have a taste of this era signature beer."

Noah: "..." This is a coffee shop, he only prepared coffee...

But since Jiang Xia wants to drink...

Noah had no choice but to check the information silently, worked overtime on the spot, and made a cup now.

The other side.

A minute ago.

As the game started, Conan and others who chose the "Jack the Ripper copy" appeared on the streets of London.

The children originally thought it was a romantic era, but soon, the dirty air and dirty urban areas forced them to face the reality. Affected by the environment, the already heavy heart became even heavier.

It may be a **** murderer like "Jack the Ripper", which is not very popular with children.

In the end, there were only two groups of players who chose this dungeon.

——The first group, of course, was Jiang Xia's acquaintances.

The other group is "Zhuxing Hideki" and his second-generation small group.

——Noah, who replaced the identity of "Hideki Motoshi", would of course choose this dungeon. And the other second generations, seeing their "children's head" walk in here, also followed.

Two groups of people entered from the same entrance, landed at the same birth point, and got together naturally, muttering about the current situation in a low voice.

At this time, somewhere nearby, I suddenly remembered a near-death panic scream.

Everyone stared blankly, looking at the intricate neighborhood ahead.

Immediately afterwards, Conan, the only one in this group who could be regarded as the full version of "Detective", was the first to regain his senses, and rushed out quickly, trying to find the source of the sound.

After running for a while, Conan stared.

On the small stone street on the right, there are two figures, one standing and one lying down.

——A man in black, squatting next to the mangled woman, held a knife high, with a chilling light on the blade, as if about to stab it.

Conan shouted: "Stop!"

“…”

Matsuda Jinhei put down his arms that had been raised for a while, and looked in the direction where the players were running, showing a sinister sneer.

Then suddenly he stood up, flung his cloak, and strode along the street to the side where no one was. The back is covered like a fan, flying with the wind. Gu Jing

"..." Only at this time, Matsuda Jinping felt that Xiaobai's hobby of "watching dramas" was actually not bad.

——Thanks to those messy dramas, he has learned a lot of strange knowledge, such as the cloak throwing just now... I hope this will satisfy the psychic master who has high requirements for "forceful style".

Think of this. Before "running away", Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the window diagonally above while holding down his top hat.

I saw Jiang Xia sitting gracefully with a ball, holding a huge beer mug in his hand.

While Matsuda Zhenping looked over, Jiang Xia looked down at him if he felt something, and raised his glass to him from afar. Then he showed an appreciative smile... It seemed that he was more involved in the drama than "Jack the Ripper".

The glass is thick and reflective, covered with dust, and blocked by the brim of the "Jack the Ripper" top hat.

Conan, who was chasing after him, failed to see the brief exchange between the two fake "villains".

Conan's gaze focused on the man in black running wildly in front of him.

He looked at the opponent's running speed, then looked down at his primary school student's legs, and clicked his tongue in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to catch up... Fortunately, primary school students also have their own methods.

Thinking of this, Conan's eyes moved and fell to the ground ahead.

——On the street a few meters away from the corpse, for some reason, there was a thick coffee cup lying quietly, as if it had been discarded casually.

Looks to be of good quality, solid and sturdy.

Although I don't know why some people want to throw it around, but...

Conan looked at the back of Jack the Ripper, showing a smile of winning.

He squatted down, clicked the switch of the foot-strengthening shoes, and then ran up and kicked the coffee cup: "Don't try to run!"

At the same time, the grand scene of "Jack the Ripper was hit on the back of the head by a coffee cup, fell into a coma, speeded through the game, and led 49 other players to break out of the encirclement".

The toe of Conan's shoe kicked heavily on the coffee cup.

Boom——

The coffee cup flew up two meters with a frightening momentum...

Then it fell to the ground with a bang, and Gululu rolled into the ditch beside him.

“…”

The air is quiet for a second.

A moment later, Conan hugged his feet with a cry.

A sharp dull pain came from his toes, and he experienced the natural reaction of a normal person when he kicked a hard object for a long time.

In the distance, Matsuda Jinpei vaguely heard the child's screams, pressed down the brim of his hat, and looked back.

Seeing the mug rolled away, he remembered the scene where Jiang Xia casually threw away the mug just now~IndoMTL.com~ He silently looked away, pretending he didn't see anything.

"..." The psychic has no conscience.

...But, come to think of it, this is just a game. A little pain will not cause damage, and it may stimulate the nerves and make people more sensitive.

In addition, compared to the critical situation of "when you are facing real danger, you suddenly find that all your props are unusable", it is better to investigate and resolve the crisis in advance as it is now.

... Matsuda Jinpei convinced himself skillfully.

His mysterious back quickly disappeared into the shadows of the alley.

When Conan hugged his feet and couldn't help jumping around in pain.

A group of other players finally found a place and ran to Conan.

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