The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand one hundred and ninety-three [Jiang Xia, eat me with a stick]


Things went well unexpectedly.

——It was useless for Jiang Xia to swindle people. The then editor walked to a nearby construction site and stopped.

At this time, it was already time to get off work, and the construction site was dark and dark, and it looked a little intrusive.

The editor at the time stared there, hesitated for a moment, turned his feet, and turned in.

Jiang Xia: "..." is quite cooperative...

Too smooth development will inevitably make people feel alert.

However, no matter what, Jiang Xia just came to ask a friendly question. Moreover, the site is not completely sealed off, there are gaps in all directions, so it is not difficult to leave.

He quickly followed.

The editor at the time walked into the construction site for a while, stopped in a relatively empty place, turned his head to look around, as if looking for someone.

At this moment, a polite voice suddenly came from behind him: "Good evening."

"!"

The editor at the time turned around suddenly, fixed his eyes on Jiang Xia, saw his face clearly, and suddenly realized: "So you called me here?! I just thought it was strange, how could the police arrest people Arranged in this kind of place, heh, a murderer on the run, dare to pretend to be a policeman, you are really brave..."

Jiang Xia: "..." Knowing that there is a problem, she dares to come alone to this most convenient place to destroy corpses and traces. Who is the brave...

But these witnesses are not murderous.

Jiang Xia didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand: "I want to ask..."

"Ah——!

The editor at the time seemed less calm than he seemed. As soon as Jiang Xia's hand moved, he jerked violently, pulled out the nearby steel pipe in surprise, held it in his hand and shouted: "I'm not the kind of powerless guy like Dacun, just grab it with your hands, you murderer!" commit!"

Then he let out an angry shout to embolden him, and rushed over while waving the steel pipe.

“…”

Jiang Xia dodged to avoid the steel pipe, slashed at Ren's wrist with a knife, and tripped at the same time.

The editor at the time lost his balance and rolled out chattering. His steel pipe was also weak, and Jiang Xia took it in his hand.

Jiang Xia waved this steel pipe that feels good, and when he saw Shi Ren fell to the ground, he habitually wanted to step on him and knock him up.

However, his speed of action couldn't catch up with the speed of the editor at the time.

The editor at the time saw that the general trend was gone, and suddenly said: "Wait, let's have a good chat. You seem to want to ask a question just now... Well, what are you trying to say?"

“…”

Jiang Xia weighed the steel pipe in his hand, and decided not to argue with this harmless guy: "Did Ju Wuliu give you anything before he was alive, or left some kind of message?"

"...Leave a message?" The editor at the time seemed to think of something, hesitantly said:

"Speaking of which, before the birthday party started, Mr. Orange did take the initiative to talk to me.

"At first I thought he was interested in our publishing house, but he didn't talk about this topic at all. He just told me that if any guests at the party came to me to ask strange questions later, let I said to that person, 'Just ask Gui and you will find out'."

"Gui?" Jiang Xia quickly remembered that this seemed to be the host of the birthday party.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a snapping sound.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw the pile of steel pipes two people high behind the editor at that time collapsed suddenly, and the hard steel crashed down, just burying the editor at that time inside.

When Ren saw the iron pipe fall, he let out a horrified scream. Soon thereafter, there was no sound, and it looked as if it was dead.

The collapsed iron pipe rushed to Jiang Xia's feet like a torrent. He moved a few steps to the side and quickly dodged. He raised his head and looked behind the iron pipe, and saw a hem of clothes passing by the gap in the wall over there, and someone fled from there in a hurry, sinking into the alley with complicated terrain.

Jiang Xia looked at the gap and thought for a moment, but didn't chase after it.

He wiped off the fingerprints on the iron rod, threw it away, and turned to leave from the other side.

——Someone at the alley was attracted by the huge movement. The two women looked inside the construction site curiously, and happened to see a hand sticking out from under the steel pipe.

Jiang Xia's figure had just disappeared into the shadows when she heard two screams from behind: "Ah!

Dead!

The screams of the two soon attracted the police.

Jiang Xia walked out of the alley from the other side, and heard the sound of sirens getting closer - there were vehicles approaching at high speed on both sides of the road, with clear targets, heading towards the direction of the construction site.

Just about to find a place to hide, at this moment, Jiang Xia heard a light knocking sound.

He followed the prestige, and his eyes fell on a black car on the side of the street. Seeing that the car was very familiar, it was the one that Belmode carefully selected and stole earlier.

At this time, Belmode was also sitting in the car, met Jiang Xia's eyes, and nodded slightly to him.

Jiang Xia understood, opened the car door and got in.

This time he didn't go to the co-pilot, but came to the back seat of the car.

"There is a whole eating street near here, and there are many cars parked around. They probably won't check the interior of the vehicles carefully."

Bermode also quickly turned over to the back seat of the car and sat next to Jiang Xia: "If they really check, they won't be able to open the door for a while, and we still have time to drive out-but we should There is no need to go to this step. In the eyes of the police, the murderer was seen by the onlookers just after killing someone. He must be running away in a panic at this time. The police will not waste too much time in this area, and will follow soon. Chase out your possible escape route. Speaking of which..."

After explaining the business, she turned to Jiang Xia and asked curiously, "That editor died so soon? Who killed it?"

Jiang Xia: "Buried by steel bars. Someone broke the rope that bound the steel bars."

Bermode frowned: "This person really knows your movements~IndoMTL.com~ can just catch up with you every time..." She subconsciously looked at the car, almost suspicious of the car on it. A locator was installed. But after thinking about it, if there really was one, the police would probably have found it as early as in the hotel, so the problem shouldn't be here.

The police car stopped right next to their vehicle. The car door opened, and several heavily armed policemen rushed down.

The two fugitive "murderers" did not communicate any more. They lowered their bodies and hid behind the chairs, eavesdropping on the police's conversation.

On the street outside the car, several police officers gathered together.

The criminal police reported to the police department: "Some witnesses passing by said that the murderer seems to be the detective named 'Jiang Xia' - he has seen Jiang Xia's report on solving the case before, so he can barely recognize it."

"Well, leave two people nearby to inquire about the situation, and try to find the witness who provided the clue just now." The police department assigned the task with a serious expression, "The others will go to the nearby station immediately and intercept the suspect before he escapes." Hold him."


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