The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand four hundred and thirty [Why didn’t the boss see me]

The Megure Police Department found several detectives talking, and immediately moved over keenly.

Hearing Mori Kogoro's conjecture, he nodded in agreement: "I heard that the ice room performed well in the prison, but now it seems that that guy is completely acting on the spot, and has no intention of reflecting on it—— ——Maybe he has done a few cases secretly, so he has stolen goods... eh? So, there have indeed been some unsolved thefts recently, could it be he did it too?"

The former police officer of the First Search Section and the current boss looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding. Mori Kogoro and Megure Police Department looked at each other, as if they were back in the past for a moment.

Jiang Xia looked at the two sympathetic people: "..." If Ireland can hear this, it will probably be very happy... Or, in fact, Ireland also knows the habit of gangsters to hide things, so they are so relieved Finished?

He analyzed the thoughts of his colleagues one after another, guessing what kind of blind box it was.

Besides, Conan saw that the two front-line criminal policemen who were often responsible for the aftermath had the same caliber, and he was a little persuaded: "This is indeed reasonable, but..."

Without waiting for the question after the "but", Kogoro Mori's eyes sharpened, and he punched him on the head, "I'm teaching Jiang Xia experience, what are you eavesdropping on? It's a hundred years too early for you to solve the case Well, go do your homework, kid."

Conan: "..." The question about imparting experience to Jiang Xia is obviously the one I asked, you just want to find an excuse to beat me up

Being hit by Kogoro Mori, his thoughts were interrupted immediately.

Although his intuition still tells Conan that something is not right, there are too many details that usually make him feel wrong, and when the clues are not connected in a chain, Conan will often not keep entangled in these problems, otherwise Every second of his day is entwined with puzzles.

So in the end, Conan yawned and didn't think about it any more——In any case, Reiji Himuro had already run away, and even if there was a conspiracy, he had to be captured before proceeding to the next step.

It is obviously the job of the police to catch a escaped prisoner. It was getting late at night, and it was time for the first graders to go back to rest——Conan didn't sleep well during the few days he went to Osaka. After finally coming back, he has to work overtime with Jiang Xia and the police all the time...Thinking about it, he feels tired. Fortunately, the case was solved quickly today, and it didn't drag on to the next day.

The Megure Police Department also sighed: "You actually let him run away, cunning guy. Fortunately, the evidence compiled earlier is enough to be wanted." He turned to look at Officer Takagi, "Go and contact this matter."

Takagi Tsutomu nodded and devoted himself to the never-ending overtime.

…

The search for escaped criminals has little to do with enthusiastic high school student detectives.

Jiang Xia quickly followed the police car back home.

When he got home, he looked at the organization's dedicated machine, and was a little surprised to find that the boss hadn't sent a message.

Jiang Xia: "..." Before he thought that the mysterious "that lord" would feel that everything was Wu Zuo's fault, so here are two warnings, or it is best to arrange an interview, so that it can be revealed The seriousness of the attitude... Unexpectedly, at present, the other party seems to have no such intention.

...It's not incomprehensible. After all, he is the boss of a mysterious organization. If anyone could meet him, he would have been arrested by the undercover agent who came first.

In addition, many cadres have the contact information of "that adult", and there are countless emergencies. Boss is probably not much less busy than Gin on weekdays, and he probably doesn't have time to pay attention to these sudden news.

Jiang Xia flipped through the mailbox casually, although all the incoming emails had been emptied, but there was still a corresponding scene in his mind.

Recalling the news from the boss when he entered the base in the evening, asking him to see a psychiatrist the day after tomorrow, Jiang Xia's mood improved again: Although he was not interviewed by the boss, it was a bit regretful. But on the bright side, the boss didn't cancel the psychiatrist who gave it to him.

I don't know what kind of doctor I will prepare this time.

In addition, if the doctor is lucky enough to survive...

Jiang Xiashort

I fell into contemplation for a while: I don't have any mental illness at all. If the doctor reported it truthfully, the boss would think that the doctor was threatened by Uzo, right? In my impression, the people in the organization always like to hold the blame, and they will persecute the innocent passing Uzo if they have nothing to do.

If you are really asked, it seems that you have to think in advance how to edit it when the time comes.

...Of course, if the doctor has committed many crimes and committed a lot of crimes, there is no such trouble to stand up for the passers-by.

…

Since the boss seems to have forgotten him, Jiang Xia didn't take the initiative to send a message.

He quickly put those messy things in the organization behind him, started to concentrate on doing the psychic work, and took stock of his achievements.

The biggest gain today is the murderous smell of fresh smoke.

Although the smell is not very pleasant to people other than smokers, it is still a brand new high-end murderous spirit.

Jiang Xia tore off a wisp from the mass of murderous aura, melted it into the ghost mint, and after rolling it, took the cigarette and dangled it in front of Matsuda's array.

The adult ghost looks very calm, but in fact, wherever the ghost mint sways, its eyes under the sunglasses will follow.

It's quite interesting to tease ghosts, but considering that Matsuda Jinpei had opened his mouth today and made a contribution inadvertently, Jiang Xia still didn't play for too long, so he lit a smoke-flavored ghost mint and put it on the ashtray.

Matsuda Zhenping floated over reservedly, picked up the cigarette and took a big puff, with a leisurely expression: When the psychic master contracted it, he drew so many cakes for it, and now he finally realized one. It seems that as long as you survive for a long time, the others are also in sight.

Jiang Xia watched for a while, stretched out his hand to grab a wisp of smoke and tasted it, and quickly frowned slightly, feeling that the taste was not very good~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at Matsuda Zhenping, this Q version smoker noticed his gaze , raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, looking very satisfied with the mellow taste.

"..." Jiang Xia conveniently stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into the mermaid, "Why do you still have a cigarette addiction after becoming a ghost?"

Matsuda breathed out a mouthful of cigarettes comfortably, and cast a sideways glance: How can a brat understand the beauty of tobacco and alcohol.

It was supposed to respond like this.

But after a while, his rationality made him hold back his words, and just shook his head in a normal way, indicating that he didn't know.

By the side, Xiaobai looked at Jiang Xia, then at the smoke in front of Songtian Zhenping, and moved over curiously.

As soon as it took a step, the parent ghost slapped it and shook its head, looking disapproving.

The mermaid curiously took a mouthful of the cigarette that Jiang Xia gave her just now, coughed so much that she choked, and threw the cigarette away in disgust.

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