The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand and thirty-one [Akai Hideo 1 over the wall]

Jiang Xia looked at the cat that flew over and hit the smoke: "..."

He lifted the flopping cat ghost away, and looked down at the cigarette in his hand.

After being hit by the Wutian dog just now, the paper roll of the cigarette changed from white to black, and there was a circle of wing patterns on the cigarette butt.

But now, after bumping into the cat, the paper roll has also changed from white to black, and the excess on the cigarette **** has become a stick figure of a cat's paw print.

Jiang Xia looked at Yan, then at the humanoid ghost next to him, and sighed.

Before, he was worried that something strange would be synthesized. Now it seems that he is simply thinking too much - the ghost in human form seems unable to combine with this strange new smoke.

Although it does not match the expected experimental purpose. However, everything has been done...

Jiang Xia stared at the burning smoke, observed for a moment, approached cautiously, and took a small sip.

The paper shikigami flew out, and there was an immediate change in his body—the surrounding sounds suddenly became clear, and he even heard the tiny crawling sounds of insects on the outside wall.

…

Jiang Xia briefly adapted to the new senses.

Then he remembered something, raised his hand and touched the top of his head, and found, as expected, that there was an extra pair of upright ears.

"..." He lowered his hand and touched his face again, touching normal human skin.

Looking down, the body is still a normal human body. The only thing that is wrong is probably the extra cat ears.

Jiang Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not a human head and a cat body, or a cat head human body..."

In the past, he often went out to patrol the streets in a cat vest, and he accepted the changes well. And this time he was well prepared, and he was no longer as shocked as when he suddenly found a pair of wings behind him just now.

However, some ghosts seem to be unable to accept this.

The mermaid swam to Jiang Xia's side, wagging its tail, and looked at his head in a circle.

A moment later, she showed a disgusted look at the pair of cat ears, turned around and floated away quietly.

But just after floating away, a long-tailed brush rolled up, and a phantom crossed in the air. With a hook on the tip of the tail, the mermaid was wrapped around the waist, and pulled back to Jiang Xia's eyes.

"!!" The mermaid was startled, and after regaining her senses, she wriggled her tail angrily and protested.

"Amplify hearing and sense of smell, plus a tail that is convenient for catching fish..." Jiang Xia muttered, the tip of the tail suddenly went numb. Looking back, the mermaid bared her teeth and took a bite with the tip of her tail.

"..." It's really a irascible fish, Jiang Xia changed his words perfunctorily, "Well, a tail that is convenient for maintaining balance."

…Besides, there seems to be something else.

…

Jiang Xia didn't care about the fish flopping around, he looked down at his hand while the effect of "Cat Brand Smoke" hadn't dissipated.

It is still a pair of normal human hands, looking no different from usual.

Jiang Xia stared at her fingers, studied for a moment, and flicked her wrist instinctively.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of my eyes, and several sharp phantoms flashed across.

When he stopped, he saw five more sharp claws on his fingertips—transparent slightly curved sharp blades, attached to his fingers like an exoskeleton, extending from the joints.

Slightly flexing one's fingers, the light of the bedside lamp slid on the edge of the blade, the cold light, blowing and breaking hair.

Jiang Xia: "!"

He admired this strange new weapon against the light, and immediately pulled out a hair with his other hand, placed it horizontally on the claw blade, and blew hard.

The hair was bent by the wind, slipped between the two claw blades, and fell faintly to the ground.

“…”

Jiang Xia was silent for a while.

Then, amidst the curious onlookers of the ghosts, he calmly said: "...Normal, the cat's claw actually only has a sharper tip, so it can't be used as a knife."

The ghosts seem to understand but not understand. But they looked up at Jiang Xia's expression at this time, and nodded with a strong desire to survive.

…

After Jiang Xia fooled the ghost, he looked down at the cool claw knife in his hand.

Hesitating for a moment, I feel that what I just said is actually quite reasonable-this claw looks very powerful, it can't really be just a decoration.

After thinking for a while, he got up without giving up, went down to the kitchen, rummaged in the deserted kitchen, and brought out a urn stone.

This is the stone that Kan Duoyan brought back when he went to the flower and bird market to buy potted plants. He originally planned to use it to press the vat when pickling pickles, but because he could go to the next door to eat, he was too lazy to make his own pickles. It's still useless.

But now, this stone has other uses.

Jiang Xia flicked his wrist, and popped out the claw knife that was put away just now, his eyes were slightly focused, and he raised his hand to stab it.

There was a muffled click, and the five sharp claws pierced into the stone with ease like piercing tofu.

When he withdrew his hand, there were several transparent holes in the hard bluestone.

"..." Wonderful.

Jiang Xia weighed the stone, felt its hardness, and estimated the power of the new weapon, feeling at ease.

It happened that the effect of that puff of smoke disappeared, and the non-human part of the body turned into a shikigami again, and flew back to the tattoo space with a clatter.

Jiang Xia glanced at the burnt smoke in his hand appreciatively, collected the mist from it, and put it in the print space for preservation. The soot is shaken into the trash can.

Finally, he disposed of the stone, washed his hands, and returned to the bedroom.

…

Originally, it was time for healthy people to sleep.

But Jiang Xia remembered the wonderful new equipment, and couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it, and finally lifted the blanket and grabbed Noah who was trapped in a puddle.

He lit an ordinary ghost mint, trying to create that peculiar "white mist".

However, after researching for a long time, it failed in the end—this kind of "mist" made of murderous aura seems to have to go through a set of complicated operations to run the consciousness space before it can be successfully precipitated. It was just ordinary feeding, which failed to achieve the effect Jiang Xia wanted. After feeding a whole cigarette, Noah was still a crystal ghost ball with no impurities inside.

"Forget it, I will try again later..."

After tossing and tossing for a long time to no avail, Jiang Xia finally gave up.

He carefully put away the remaining two "White Mist" cigarettes, temporarily gave up the research, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

…

The high school students who finished playing the game soon fell into a deep sleep.

But on the other side of the bustling city, some people can't sleep at all.

…

In a dark apartment in a residential area near Toto University~IndoMTL.com~, Subaru Okiya walked up and down silently, occasionally looking out through the gaps in the curtains, waiting with bated breath for something.

After a while, there was a sudden noise on the balcony.

"!" Okiya Subaru held a gun unskillfully and looked over vigilantly.

Seeing the person coming, his eyes lit up immediately, and he silently waved over there: Mr. Akai!

…

Akai Shuichi escaped the apartment and surrounding surveillance, and entered the house of his accomplice.

He quickly checked the room, but he couldn't find any eavesdropping equipment, so he stopped and turned to Okiya Subaru.

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