The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and seventeen [Ireland, 4 degrees by…]

Miss Spider: ".3 I didn't expect even ghosts to work. In fact, she seemed to be very leisurely before, but since she became Uzo's secretary..."

The Q version ghost moved a few sharp claws on the back, hugged the shikigami and puppet clay that were falling in the air, and sighed a little: "." Oh, so busy.

I hope that the master of the psychic medium will pick up a new secretary as soon as possible to share the work of ghosts.

On the other side, the first floor of the theater.

A tall man in a security uniform was walking along the staff passageway with not many people, and quickly headed for the side door.

Ireland corrected the crooked safety helmet, looked down at the watch on her wrist, and counted the time before and after, feeling a little annoyed.

I didn't expect it took so long to go downstairs... Thinking of the two security captains who stopped him with no winks just now, the murderous intent in Ireland's heart gurgled like a boiling pot.

If it was before, those two people would have had their necks pinched and stuffed into any utility room in this building, waiting for the Irish subordinates to come and fake "accidental death" or disappearance scene.

But now, at this critical moment being watched by Uzo, Ireland knows in his heart: he can no longer kill anyone easily. He even had to try his best to avoid all crimes that would be arrested by the police, so as not to be taken advantage of by Uzo on the way to do it...just like poor Mr. Pisk.

Although I have been having bad luck recently, fortunately, the news that is coming now is not all bad news.

One by one, although Ireland looked very heroic, he went to the meeting alone and came to this theater building under Uzo's control. But in fact, he wasn't really reckless enough to come here alone.

After arriving near the building, he carefully selected an absolutely trustworthy confidant, and asked the other party to wait for him outside, ready to respond at any time.

According to the news from his confidant just now, after Kidd went upstairs, he did not use the hang glider to escape from the roof.

In other words, if you want to catch up with this strange thief and ask for information about Uzo, there should be still time.

This gave Ireland some comfort, and at the same time he thought to himself: "That strange thief may actually be an uncontrolled part of Uzo's plan... After all, if such a famous and skilled international thief really becomes Uzo If he is under Uzo's subordinates, or completely under Uzo's control, then it is impossible for there to be no movement in the organization."

"Even if Wu Zuo conceals the news tightly, the movement of funds and personnel will reveal this brand new change."

"Conversely, what Uzo did here today may not only be aimed at me, but also because he has his eye on Kidd, an international thief? This is a tempting piece of fat, but Kidd usually appears and disappears. There is no one he knows, which makes it difficult for Uzo to use his expertise."

Ireland tried its best to analyze the news that may be beneficial to itself from the current situation: "Kidd can achieve today's achievements. In addition to superb skills, he should also use his brain very well. Maybe after so many rounds, he can also find There are clues about Uzo."

"It would be great if we could cooperate with Kidd and get the evidence of Uzo's exposure from him. Of course, after dealing with Uzo's matter, we can cooperate with other things... such as the one that the strange thief stole All kinds of treasures will no longer need to be returned to their original owners in the future, but can have a more appropriate place."

Ireland thought as she descended the last short flight of stairs.

He raised his head, and in front of him was the side entrance of the theater building. At this time, the stage play has ended, and the audience has left the stage one after another. The side door is close to the parking lot, and through the transparent glass door, many people can be seen passing by outside.

Ireland strode over and reached out to the heavy doorknob.

At the same time, the roof directly above.

Kidd originally just wanted to stop Conan from playing football.

But after throwing the poker at Conan for a while, he gradually felt that this mini-detective rolling around to avoid attacks was very interesting, like playing a game of whack-a-mole. So Kidd also gradually gained momentum, and the playing cards were shot out of the magic gun as if they didn't need money.

The nimble gopher rolled over for a while, and it didn't know when it stuck to the edge of the roof.

Looking at Conan's narrow escape path, Kidd couldn't help showing a triumphant smile: "It's over!"

As he spoke, he yanked the trigger and shot out.

Conan dodged sideways, dodging the playing card. But in the next moment, he suddenly said "Ah!", his feet slipped as if he couldn't stand still, and he staggered and fell to the side. Then he precisely passed through the gap in the railing, and fell from the top of the nearly 100-meter-high building.

Kidd: "...??"

The international bandit addicted to poker shootouts is taken aback. Kidd recovered from the play, rushed to the side of the building quickly, and jumped down in a cold sweat, intending to rescue Conan before he fell into a cake.

After the two jumped off the building one after the other.

On the rooftop, another detective quickly ran to the railing and looked down.

Jiang Xia: What if the classmate and the strange thief died together?

Think about what Conan always does. He bends down on the railing, puts his hands around his mouth, and utters a routine cry that should be here: "Conan one by one!!"

The three of them are directly below, at the entrance of the side door.

Irene pushed the door out, looking at the bustling crowd, he suddenly had some extremely unpleasant associations with this kind of night street.

The next moment, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or an auditory hallucination, but he always felt a vague human voice coming from above his head. The voice was mixed in the night wind and couldn't be heard clearly, but the voice seemed familiar.

Ireland frowned, and instinctively looked up at the sky.

Then there was a sudden thump in my heart.

The night is dark, and it is difficult to see things in the sky. But the excellent eyesight and the occasional searchlights made Ireland realize immediately that something was wrong.

Under the reflection of the overhead light, something is falling rapidly from the roof. Judging from the blurred silhouette~IndoMTL.com~, it looks like two people, one big and one small!

Ireland: "." It is said that there are only three things to do, but Uzo actually used the same trick four times... This is humiliation, naked humiliation!

Fortunately, the building was too high this time, and the wind was blowing upwards along the building. The two people fell very slowly, and the people downstairs were not in danger for the time being.

Ireland snorted coldly, and planned to walk away quickly, away from this dangerous area, and let the two Uzo's tool men fall into meatloaf alone.

But before he could look away from the sky, his arm suddenly felt cold—a long and thin needle broke through his clothes, pierced into the muscle, and suddenly pushed a stream of cold liquid.

"667l"

This sense of danger filled Ireland's mind with alarm.

He punched hard in that direction, and at the same time wanted to reach out to pull out the needle, but the person who stabbed him with the needle while he was looking at the sky jumped back nimbly and landed lightly, Ireland couldn't do anything Hit.

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