The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 946: Let me meet the mysterious person

Haihara Ai glanced at Conan's miserable appearance, then looked at the coffee cup with a corner dropped off, and immediately understood the situation.

She covered her face without looking, and sighed: "...It seems that Dr. Li's equipment cannot be used here."

As she spoke, she looked at the sky and sighed regretfully.

——I knew this would happen, before entering the arena just now, I should have exchanged badges with Jiang Xia.

Haihara Ai: "..." It's not all because he doesn't trust Kudo's reasoning level.

But from the current point of view, this dungeon is probably not a pure intellectual game. Maybe some fight scenes too.

And in this case, the most reliable thing in the game is his own force value... Fortunately, although Jiang Xia is not there, for some reason, Mao Lilan actually came in. .

Hui Yuanai silently moved a little beside Mao Lilan, turned her head to look at her long, taut legs, and felt a sense of security suddenly increased.

…

On the other side, Conan finally recovered from the critical toe strike.

He hissed for a while, and quickly realized the bad situation.

Conan first pressed the multifunctional glasses.

Subtle mechanical sounds sounded, and an antenna protruded from the edge of the glasses frame.

But before Conan showed a surprised expression, the antenna retracted again in the next second-and, even during the short period of existence, the antenna did not play any role. The glasses are just ordinary glasses with an extra piece.

Look at the wrist again: the anesthesia watch can't be used anymore, only the most basic timing function is left.

Conan: "..."

...too much! It’s okay to cut Jiang Xia, Jiang Xia’s reasoning speed is really outrageous, if Noah has checked Jiang Xia’s related reports, it’s normal to weaken Jiang Xia a wave.

"..." But why should he, an innocent elementary school student, be chipped together? What an ai, to be so strict...

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At this time, it seems that the player's arrival touched this peaceful early morning.

The alley, which was originally empty, suddenly became noisy.

Next to it, the door of the coffee shop opened with a clatter, and a melon-eating crowd ran out of it.

The man ignored the players on the street and ran to the corpse to take a look.

As if frightened by the tragic death, he stumbled back a few steps, and then opened his throat, the rough voice echoed in the old streets: "Jack the Ripper is coming again! Hurry up! Call the police!!"

Click——

Click——

Windows open.

The residents upstairs and downstairs stuck their heads out one after another, watching the corpses on the street, like nervous audiences watching a horror movie in a movie theater.

Soon, they all shouted loudly, like a relay to call the police over.

A group of players is suddenly surrounded by a group of strange "foreigners". Coupled with this panic atmosphere, they couldn't help becoming nervous.

Fortunately, no one seemed to think that their group of "suspicious people who suddenly appeared next to the corpse" were the murderers, and no one came to question them.

"..." I don't know if this is the convenience brought by being a child, or the unique protection treatment for players when they first entered the game.

In short, a group of players secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Remembering that this was a life-and-death game, they all retreated cautiously, shrinking into an alley nearby.

…

Conan was pricking up his ears, wanting to hear what the passers-by around him were shouting.

At this time, Mao Lilan's voice suddenly came from the side.

She is taller than a group of elementary school students and has a relatively wider vision. Mao Lilan asked suspiciously: "There seems to be an Asian on the second floor of the coffee shop opposite?" Gu Yun

"?!" Conan was startled, and followed her gaze.

Then really behind the window on the second floor, I saw a young man who fit the characteristics that Mao Lilan said.

—Among a group of panicked onlookers, only that person sat quietly by the window, overlooking the **** scene on the street below as if watching a play.

Even, one second after Conan saw him, the other party's eyes moved, and he looked back precisely, slowly revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Conan: "..."

A word suddenly flashed in his mind.

——Before coming in, Noah seemed to have said that there is a "helper" like an easter egg hidden in each dungeon.

…

Looking at it now, Conan thought, maybe the young man upstairs is the hidden friendly "easter egg"?

——In London of this era, an Asian face suddenly appears among a group of all kinds of authentic Europeans... It is really hard not to let people think too much.

Also, the clothing, appearance, language, etc. of the players are all incompatible with this era.

But the group of passerby npcs next to them didn't notice them, and didn't even take a second look. On the contrary, the young man with Asian face on the second floor was looking at them with great interest.

Also, there is one more thing...

Conan turned his eyes slightly, and landed on the window next to the "mysterious Asian".

—there is the logo of the coffee shop.

And that logo... is exactly the same as the pattern on the heavy coffee cup he kicked just now!

…

This made Conan can't help but have some kind of conjecture.

——The coffee cup that appeared next to the murder scene of "Jack the Ripper" and caused his feet to hurt may actually be a hint—probably out of compensation for taking Jiang Xia away, and Noah specially gave it to him. gave them clear clues about the "helpers".

The more Conan thinks about it, the more he feels that this is probably the case.

With that in mind, he made a silent gesture to the group of people behind him:

"Wait for me a moment."

Then Conan slipped out of the alley, picked up the coffee cup on the ground, ran to the door of the coffee shop, opened the door and entered, ready to meet the mysterious person upstairs.

"..." It would be best to lure him directly into the player team.

…

However, the situation is not the same as Conan thought.

"Where is the kid? Get out! This is not a place for you to make trouble."

As soon as he entered the door, the fierce clerk stopped in front of him, and the already narrow passage was tightly blocked, making it difficult for Conan to pass.

Facing the vicious adults, Conan skillfully began to act cute.

He held up the coffee cup in his hand~IndoMTL.com~ and showed a good boy's smile: "Well, I picked this up outside, I want to ask if you lost it..."

Before the words were finished, the clerk snatched the coffee cup away.

With the other hand, he picked up Conan's collar and walked towards the door: "No wonder you keep throwing cups lately—if you dare to steal again, I will definitely kick your **** hard with my boots!"

The next second, Conan was thrown out of the door by Paji.

The door of the coffee shop slammed and closed mercilessly behind him.

Conan: "..."

... This world is too unfriendly to children!

In reality, no matter what, he would be invited in for a sit down. And maybe dessert. Then everyone sits together and chats about the strange things that have happened around them recently, and then, the boy detective team, or the high school detective team, can be dispatched logically. But now...

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