The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand five hundred and ten [Jiangxia Longping’s magical life]

It seems that the parties concerned and Chong Suaru were not the only ones who paid attention to these two pieces of breaking news.

In the distance, in a room in the mansion by the river. A woman sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the TV opposite.

The dark golden curtains hung down heavily, and the light of the setting sun slanted in through the gaps, falling on the end of the woman's hair, adding a touch of orange red that symbolized vitality to the long, light-colored hair.

At this time, there was a little-known small station on the screen, which was broadcasting a news about the murder of a gothic lolita-although many scenes could not be photographed, but the scenes that broke the news in one breath at the end were quite impressive. It was recorded by a quick reporter.

Chief Superintendent Lota looked at the young detective surrounded by reporters through the screen, but his eyes seemed to pass through him and fall on another person.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "It really does."

"What is it like?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with eyebrows somewhat similar to Superintendent Lota's, but a little older, walked in.

Lotta picked up the remote control at the side, turned off the TV, frowned and looked at the person who had just entered the door: "Grace, I said that you have to knock on the door when entering my room."

Chief Superintendent Luota, who had met the Tokyo group on the plane, had already changed out of his uniform at this time. She casually wore a nightgown, and her high bun was untied and draped over her shoulders, which made her look younger than half her age. Youzhu's life kept her well maintained. When she didn't deliberately make an expression, No wrinkles can be seen on the face, like a girl with a majestic aura.

The woman she called "Grace" quickly glanced around the room when she entered the door, not deliberately spying on anything, but just a long-established habit.

So, although the TV was turned off quickly, she caught a glimpse of the prominent dark-haired young man on the screen.

Combined with the self-talk of Superintendent Lotta, Grace vaguely felt that she understood something, she smiled and said:

"It is indeed a bit like when he was young. I said, you really have deep roots in love. How many years have passed, how come you haven't forgotten that guy."

She walked to the window and closed the gap in the curtains. Then he went back to the bed, sat beside Lota, and warmly embraced his younger sister:

"I remember at the 16-year-old party, you clearly said that you only like career-oriented men, and when you got drunk, you scolded those little sweethearts who were around you as 'trash', and asked them to pretend to be gentlemen. It’s time to read another book—but now, your standard of looking at men seems to have changed a lot.”

Although the words were more tactful, Chief Superintendent Luota could still hear it: my sister was calling Jiang Xia Longping a waste.

Her face darkened: "You don't know him. He is a true hero, but he just couldn't wait for his time."

“…”

Grace looked at her carefully, and was very surprised to find that when her sister said this, her tone and demeanor were very serious, and she really felt from the bottom of her heart that Jiang Xia Longping was a so-called "career-oriented man." ".

She hesitated to speak, but in the end she couldn't hold back, and said in a gentle voice:

"To be honest, I really doubt whether he is working seriously. In fact, I asked specifically before, and he always said that he had some mysterious long-term plan, but in fact, until his death, that'plan' There was not much progress. Even if there were some available contacts later, they were not used because of the so-called 'pursuit of greater development'-if Capet hadn't been confused by his flashy plan that day, I would have put him... ..."

In the middle of Grace's speech, her voice gradually dropped.

Facing her younger sister's gloomy eyes, she embarrassedly curled her short hair hanging from her temples: "Uh, you wouldn't scold your dear sister for that kind of guy, tell me you won't."

As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed Lota on the cheek.

"I won't." My sister didn't give a disappointing answer.

Lotta really doesn't like to curse. But soon, she pushed away Grace who was hanging on her body, stood up with a cold face, refused to chat with her sister with actions, and strode out of the room.

“…”

Grace sighed towards the empty room, whispering: "But what I said is obviously the truth... Is it really because I had too little contact with that guy back then and didn't know him well enough?" ?”

Seeing the remote control thrown aside, she picked it up and pressed it.

The TV is turned on again, but the news just now has finished, and now the screen is talking about a pigeon stuck in the middle of the window frame of the church, how people rescue it.

Grace snorted, turned off the TV in boredom, and turned to look outside the door.

My younger sister doesn't like going out very much, and she rarely even leaves London, but this time she actually ran from England to Tokyo. In order to adjust work and make other preparations, she really spent a lot of effort on this trip.

Although my sister didn't say what she was going to do, Grace guessed that most likely she was going to confirm whether Jiang Xia Longping was really dead.

"Judging from her current state of mind, she is probably dead."

Grace rubbed her hair helplessly: "Why didn't you ask me before you go, our investigation has already confirmed that he is dead, so you have to make this trip in vain... Sigh, terrible love Brain, why didn't we find out that this gene exists in our family before."

Although I still brood over some past events, Grace soon shook her head:

Whether it is a hero who has failed to achieve a plan or a thief who is eating money, everyone is dead now, and it seems meaningless to continue to struggle... Let's just treat Jiang Xia Longping as a hero who has not yet developed~IndoMTL.com~ Grace: "..." And even if she wanted to conclude that he was a fish-fishing monster, it seemed very difficult - because according to her observation, people who held the same opinion as Luota on the matter of Jiang Xia Longping were actually not the same. Not too little.

Thinking about it, Grace couldn't help but sighed in doubt, and murmured in her heart: "Is that guy so attractive? He obviously looks...well, well, only he looks really good. But what does he know? No actual results have been made.

"Are they too far-sighted, see the bright side that I can't see, or are they simply deluded?"

While talking, Grace took out her mobile phone and looked at the news that she had urgently sorted out not long ago.

Flipping through the pages, her blue eyes couldn't help revealing an unconcealable surprise:

"I didn't expect Jiang Xia Longping's son to be quite promising, but the direction of his future seems to be wrong... How did he become a detective, or this kind of famous detective who is famous all over the country for his sunshine and justice? This is the same as his father's. The fancy plan is completely different."