The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and fifteen [How to develop a lover]

"Forget it, I'll ask the security team later, if it doesn't work, I can adjust the monitoring."

Conan didn't dwell on the small mistakes of the past: "Let's concentrate on catching Kidd first...but then again, isn't his target 'Stone of Destiny' this time on the finger of Miss Mushuri? But why didn't Kidd go to the stage, but ran to the top floor instead?"

Jiang Xia thought for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the rooftop: "Then you have to ask him himself - he must be on the rooftop now, let's go and have a look."

Conan nodded, and he really thought so too: According to experience, Kidd, a strange thief, must stand at the highest point near the wind for a while every time he takes action, otherwise the action steps seem to be incomplete... It's almost like What a strange ritual.

"I'm going out from the south gate, you look for it from the north." After Conan finished speaking, he remembered something, and looked at Jiang Xia vigilantly, "Don't release the water tonight, you must catch someone, I have something important to ask He!"

Jiang Xia looked very reliable and nodded: "As long as I see it, I will catch it."

...Of course, whether you can catch it or not is another matter. Anyway, tried it.

After all, as the real boss of "Wu Zuo", it seems that he shouldn't help Conan get information about himself from Kidd.

What's more, Kidd himself has a troublesome organization to deal with, and he doesn't know much about the black organization.

"The popularity of 'Wuzuo' in the red party seems to be a little bit lower." Jiang Xia sighed, thinking, "It needs to be improved in the future."

…

The two detectives reached an agreement, and soon they each ran in different directions to the rooftop.

Conan pushed open the heavy iron door on the roof, and looked down at his watch at the same time.

Seeing the minute and second hands on it clearly, he was silent for a moment: before the performance started, he specifically asked about the start and end times. And now there is less than a minute until the end of the show.

During this period of time, is it really enough for a person to go down from such a high top floor to the stage and take away the ring worn on the Queen's finger?

Will Kidd really be like before, stuck in time to sway his poses against the wind on the rooftop?

…

Inside the building, on the stage where countless audiences are watching.

The play is still going on. At this time, Napoleon and his queen had already been crowned. They dragged a gorgeous palace costume and walked to the center of the stage, facing the audience.

Napoleon took a step forward, raised his hands, and said the concluding words forcefully: "All the glory, victory, and future in this world will belong to me!"

Mu Shuli, dressed as a queen, folded her hands in front of her chest, and the sapphire ring "Stone of Destiny" on her hand reflected the light. She also said loudly: "It belongs to us too!"

With the end of the last line, the heavy curtain fell slowly, completely blocking the line of sight between the stage and the auditorium amidst applause.

The lights above the stage were turned on, and the bright light fell on Mu Shuli's finger, reflecting the azure blue "Stone of Destiny" beautifully.

Finally after a long drama, Mu Shuli stretched his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside her, "Napoleon" looks down at the ring on her finger.

Behind the two of them, among the group performances, a priest with a moustache silently raised his head.

Looking at the back of "Napoleon", the Zhongmori police department showed a sneer with a certain chance of winning, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly looked at the other group performers and waved his hand: "Now, grab Kidd! 'Napoleon' is him!"

"Yes!"

Several policemen who came from afar lifted up their costumes, revealing the capable attire inside. They rushed up and started skillfully stacking Arhats, throwing "Napoleon" on the ground and holding it down firmly.

"What are you doing? What are you doing??" "Napoleon" was stunned, the crown on his head fell to the ground, and he rolled away.

The Nakamori Police Department looked at this gratifying scene with hands on their hips, but they did not expect things to go so smoothly: "Haha, you are careless, Kidd!"

"Kidd? How could I be Kidd!" "Napoleon" yelled, "You've got the wrong person!"

The Nakamori Police Department took two steps forward and stretched out a black hand towards his face: "Hmph, you really don't cry when you see the coffin."

As he spoke, he grabbed "Napoleon"'s face with both hands, and pulled **** both sides.

"It hurts, it hurts!

"The tears of "Napoleon" were about to fall, but his square face showed no sign of falling off.

Nakamori Police Department: "...?"

He pulled it again in disbelief, but he still couldn't tear off the imaginary transfiguration object.

The Kidd professional who has never been able to catch Kidd was stunned: "Aren't you Kidd?"

"I said I'm not!"

The Nakamori police department scratched his head, and pulled it twice again in disbelief: "It's not Kidd, then why did you want to look at that ring just now?"

"Napoleon" fluttered up: "Its reflection just hit my face, I saw a bright light out of the corner of my eye, so I turned my head and looked, isn't that okay!"

Watching this brutal scene, Mu Shuli held up his skirt and took two steps back silently: "..." It's too barbaric, this group of policemen is really scary.

Speaking of...

Mu Shuli suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the assistant who was approaching to put on her clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Where's the little detective I hired to protect the ring?"

The assistant was stunned, trying to think back: "I remember that Jiang Xia was at the side door all the time, but not long before the end of the performance, his classmates left in a hurry. As the police officer said, if he appeared on the stage at the end of the performance, then Jiang Xia might have got other clues and went to catch the strange thief elsewhere."

She's fairly thorough in her analysis, but her only audience, ~IndoMTL.com~, apparently has little interest in such trifles.

Mu Shuli straightened the Queen's crown on his head and frowned: "Go and get him back. On the stage just now, there was really no way to get close, but now that the performance is over, for this ring, shouldn't he Come to me for personal protection? Since you got the commission fee, you should be more dedicated."

The content of the words did not match her usual image of a generous and elegant senior.

But the assistant was obviously accustomed to the changes in front of and behind the scenes in Mu Shuli, she nodded, and planned to follow orders to find the detective who had gone somewhere.

"That's right." But Mu Shuli called to her again, "be gentle, don't say it too bluntly - just say that I'm scared and need him to be by my side."

Mu Shuli is beautiful and rich, and has a certain status in the entertainment industry. He usually has everything.

So in her opinion, a lover who is purely bought by money and power will be dry to use, and will soon lose its taste-so it is best to get along with her, the little lover is fascinated by her, and takes the initiative Sticking to her side, this process can be regarded as the joy of raising a lover.