The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and ninety [The end of the strange thief]

Jiang Xia threw a ghost onto Curaçao, telling the ghost to seize the time to continue squeezing. I don't know when the next meeting will be, so I will charge a little more this time.

While thinking about it, Jiang Xia glanced in the direction of Curaçao and Ireland across countless cars: just in time, since talking to him, Curaçao seems to have entered the state of cadres, and the production has surged. Now the murderous aura floating around is no less than that of the resident cadres.

And as she met Ireland, Ireland's originally sluggish killing intent suddenly sprung up again like mushrooms after rain-everyone is a senior member of the organization, and Ireland knows very well that at this juncture The colleague who rushed to his vicinity could not be a pure friendly army, but could kill him at any time depending on the situation.

"It's really good." Jiang Xia happily counted the harvest,

"It's a pity that the landing site is Hokkaido. If it were in Tokyo, there must be more cadres who came to join in the fun." Speaking of it, I don't know if Akai Shuichi meets a lot of cadres at the same time, what will happen to his ever-changing murderous spirit? what it looks like.

Sometimes a mass of murderous aura with changing flavors like twinkling lanterns appeared in Jiang Xia's mind, and sometimes a mass of harmonious murderous aura with strange flavors flashed.

"It's a pity that the cadres are all a group of lone rangers. It's a bit difficult to get them together. After all, there is no such activity as team building in the organization." Jiang Xia thought about the activity,

"Try to find a chance to try. If you really can't make up a complete set, you can get two or three to see the effect." Jiang Xia thought of the buy one get one free fbi subordinate, and briefly imagined that the future will be more colorful life in Tokyo.

Then suddenly remembered something. Jiang Xia looked at his watch: "Three minutes have already passed, Kidd should have successfully landed."... A few minutes ago, in the sea.

Kidd was waving his newly acquired wings, swimming freely against the sea breeze, and flew happily for a while, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him.

Kidd: "..." Why do the wings seem to be getting lighter? The flying is also fluttering, not as stable as before.

He glanced back suspiciously, saw the situation behind him clearly, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat—the pair of pitch-black wings that looked unusually reliable had begun to dissipate from the tip at some point, and they were about to disappear completely.

Kidd was startled: "...What's going on?! Is the shelf life of this thing so short? I've used it for less than three minutes!" After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered the time he was in London last night, The pair of wings on Jiang Xia's back also flew for a while and then disappeared by themselves.

…less than three minutes. This keyword made Kidd feel a little familiar, and his good memory made him quickly understand where he heard this sentence—not long ago, in the cockpit, when Jiang Xia secretly stuffed the smoke into his cuff , once said a sentence

"Okay then, I'll give you three minutes at most". Kidd's face turned pale, and belatedly realized something fatal: "Could it be that this is not referring to the plane at all, but a hint from the detective that the wings can only last for three minutes? Indeed, there are not only There is a recording, and there are two other suspects. Jiang Xia's reluctance to directly say the efficacy of this thing is understandable... But that guy's reminder is too natural. If he didn't know the answer in advance, who would have heard it? !" Kidd never expected that one day he would fall on Jiang Xia's smooth acting skills.

"Did Jiang Xia feel that the hang glider might not be reliable for my level of fall, so he gave me this pair of wings as an emergency?" Kidd looked haggard,

"It's rare for a detective to have a conscience, and I didn't catch it..." He turned his head and looked towards the shore. The distance is not too far.

Kewangshan runs dead horses, visually

"Not far", maybe it is a distance that he can't reach. What's more, this is not a spacious runway, this is a sea of ​​surging tides.

"Hold on, Wings! You are the magical product of monsters, don't lose to the time limit set by the detective!" Kidd cheered on Wings while raving nonsense, and at the same time tried his best to wave his broken wings to Fly back.

However, the pair of wings didn't give him face. After flying a few meters, the wings finally couldn't support them, and they all fell apart.

Kidd instantly turned into an ordinary person who stopped in mid-air.

“…”

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa than- than.

At this moment, the umbrella inflated instantly. Although it couldn't bring him back to the coast, it at least prevented him from falling to his death on the sea.

However, Kidd's current situation is still not optimistic. Even in summer, the icy sea water at night makes people shiver.

Kidd struggled out of the parachute cover and looked towards the sky with a glimmer of hope. The night sky was a bit gloomy, but it was still obvious that there were no misty tengus waving their wings, or detectives waving their wings.

Kidd: "..." I'm not going to die here. Suicide note... I haven't written a suicide note yet! By the way, Jiang Xia is so smart, would he have guessed the possibility now?

A series of thoughts flashed through, and Kidd suddenly remembered that he had remembered Jiang Xia's phone number. His eyes lit up and he took out his phone.

...and then found that the screen was black—during this long journey, he had been concentrating on playing Xinzhuang Gong, and hadn't charged his mobile phone.

Kidd creaked and almost squeezed a crack in the phone: "..." It seems that there is no way to contact Jiang Xia proactively.

"Forget it, a mature Phantom Thief doesn't need to rely on others." Kidd took back the phone as if nothing had happened, and then wiped his face with the sea water.

No matter how difficult the situation is~IndoMTL.com~ Waiting for death is not his style: "It's just a few kilometers, and I swam back in the middle of the night."... The strange thief will never admit defeat!

Kidd's eyes were firm, he focused his head on the direction and swam back. We haven't swum a few hundred meters. His movement of kicking the water suddenly froze, and he fully realized what makes a person unlucky, drinking cold water will clog the gap between his teeth.

—He, cramp. Kidd: "..." During this period of time, he hurried to England for the gem, and flew back in a hurry before he even got over the jet lag.

And on the way back, for various reasons, Kidd did not dare to close his eyes the whole time on the plane, for fear that someone who owed him would come over and grab his face when he fell asleep... Once the disguise is exposed, when he gets off the plane , he might have an extra pair of steel bracelets, of course he didn't want to see this kind of result.

The quality of sleep is extremely poor, and the popular food in the UK does not suit his taste, so he has no time to find his favorite food, so he is hungry and full these days.

No matter how good your physique is, you can't bear it if you accumulate it like this. In the end, a piece of bubbles appeared in the sea, and Kidd sank with a gurgling gurgling.