The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand seven hundred and sixty-two [The police’s line of defense is unstoppable…]

Although these three people are very suspicious, it is not good for the program crew to directly enter the house and disturb ordinary people.

Later, the proprietress figured out a way. She looked at the cute idol who was about the same age as her daughter, and sighed: "It happens that I'm going to deliver a midnight snack, so you can go and see with me. But the things that were photographed Don’t broadcast it directly, you have to wait for the client’s consent to broadcast it.”

"OK!"

The two sides quickly reached a consensus. The proprietress pushed the somewhat old dining cart and took them to the room where everyone in the troupe stayed.

The door of the first room opened, revealing the only remaining actress: Yuri Shirai was standing on the hanger at the door, dusting off the clothes and arranging the costumes for the performance.

She had a sad expression on her face, but after all, she is also a professional related to performing arts. When she saw the camera, especially Yoko Kinoshita behind the camera, Shirai Yuri smiled instinctively: "What's wrong?"

Yoko Kinoshita comforted her a few words, and went to the next room without seeing anything suspicious.

This time, the door knocked for a while before someone came to open the door.

The male actor who was rolling on the stage before was covered in sweat. When he saw the reporter at the door, he frowned: "What's wrong?"

The proprietress hurriedly brought over the midnight snack. The actor's stomach growled, and he looked at the delicious food, his face softened a little.

Taking the opportunity, Yoko Kinoshita took a sneak peek into the room and found that there were cardboard boxes stacked inside. It should be filled with luggage, but it almost filled the room.

She was a little surprised: "You have so much luggage?"

The actor wiped his sweat: "These are not just my things, I'm also sorting out the relics of the screenwriter and financial manager."

After all, only him, the actress next door, and the master who taught them acrobatics are left in the troupe. These physical tasks can't be done by seniors, and it's not easy to pass them on to Shirai Lily, so he has to do it all by himself.

"So that's the case." Yoko Kinoshita nodded, and touched her chin in a dignified manner, looking like a replica of Jiang Xia.

She was thinking seriously: The actor's explanation sounds reasonable, but whether his sweat came from running out or from being tired from moving things still needs to be confirmed.

Yoko Kinoshita is suspicious of actors.

But when she got to the next door and knocked on the door of the only old actor left, Yoko Kinoshita realized that she was thinking too much.

——What happened to the door opening late? What's wrong with sweating? There is also a person who does not open the door at all, this is the most suspicious!

While quietly sending the situation here to Jiang Xia, she asked Shirai Yuri and the actor who followed the sound: "Where did this member go?"

"Master said he was in a bad mood. He just wanted to stay in the room and watch TV today. Let us not bother him." The actor scratched his head, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Shouldn't Master..."

Yoko Kinoshita nodded sadly: "He probably just killed..."

Actor: "Could it be dead!"

Yoko Kinoshita: "...?"

Two people died one after another beside him, and the actor was feeling a sense of trance that fate can be seen everywhere.

The idea came to him, and the more he thought about it, the more likely he felt it was possible, so he rushed over and slapped Kenzo Tajima's door.

But in Master's room there was only the sound of the TV, and no one responded to him at all.

"Oops, it must be..." The actor gritted his teeth with grief on his face, and suddenly slammed into the door with a loud sound.

The old hotel door couldn't bear his impact, and suddenly opened.

Yoko Kinoshita looked in, and saw that there was no dead body in the room, but empty. Instead, the window was wide open, as if someone was using that passage to get in and out.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

The actor breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the body.

But looking back, seeing the group of people in the program group, he was stunned again: "What's wrong? What are your expressions?"

When Yoko Kinoshita saw the door that was broken by him, she was a little scared when she thought about the actor's great strength. At times like this, it's hard not to miss that Jiang Xia who carried a stick with him and was able to carry a grown man weighing more than two hundred catties as a cake swing.

She shrunk back subconsciously, but she still remembered her duty, so she worded her words carefully: "Well, if, I mean if——your master is the murderer who killed the two regiment members, and he wants to resist arrest and escape , will you help him?"

The actor laughed loudly: "You are sleepy, how could my master be the murderer."

Smiling and laughing, he felt wrong again: "It's so late, where did the master go, why didn't he go through the door?"

Yoko Kinoshita looked sympathetic: "..."

……

On the other side, in the hospital.

Toru Amuro tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up and planned to go to the vending machine to buy a cup of coffee and wait till the end of this eucalyptus.

Halfway there, a doctor passed him by.

Amuro Toru stared for a moment, and after walking around the corner, he stopped silently.

He has long memorized the doctors here, but in his memory, there is no doctor who looks like just now. The eyebrows and eyes under the fake doctor's mask looked a bit like a member of that theater troupe.

Toru Amuro was alerted immediately. He thought of Councilor Takata who had been hiding in the hospital and didn't want to go home, who might be assassinated by the organization at any time, and quietly followed him.

However, following along, he found that the fake doctor ~IndoMTL.com~ was not going to the congressman's room, but went in another direction.

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and continued to follow.

Then he saw Jiang Xia's classmate's ward in front of him.

There was a policeman standing guard in front of the ward. The little policeman felt bored after guarding for a day, so he moved a stool and sat at the door, yawned, and took out a magazine to read.

Toru Amuro took a look at the situation over there, took out his mobile phone and notified the security guard in the hospital: "..." Although the policeman seemed a little lax, he was still a line of defense. As long as he delays for a while...

……

At the door, the police officer was reading a magazine when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

He raised his head, and saw a doctor in a white coat and a mask walking over with his hands in his pockets.

The two sides looked at each other, and the conflict seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

In the next second, the doctor nodded to the little police officer, pushed the door open and entered, a series of actions flowed smoothly.

The little police officer was stunned for a moment, as if he was wondering why a doctor came to check this point. He got up to ask, but the doctor closed the door behind him. The little policeman scratched his head and began to stand at the door thinking.

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Toru Amuro: "...?"

……

The fake doctor successfully sneaked into the ward, locked the door with his backhand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked to the bed and looked at the young head of the regiment lying on the hospital bed with a bandage on his head. He moved his eagle-clawed hands and was about to grab Yin Dongyu's neck.