The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand three hundred and eighty-three [Detective qualifications]

After finishing speaking, seeing the unsuspecting expression of Mumu Police Department, Kidd secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Detective is really easy to use. I knew that I should also pretend to be a good detective in front of the Metropolitan Police Department and inquire about intelligence.

Kidd: "..." However, if you want to be a detective who can talk to the police, it seems that you have to solve a few murder cases with treacherous tactics first. And the homicide cases I usually encounter are really not that many... Wait, so, if you want to be a detective, you need to have the same physique as the **** of death first?

And if "Detective Kuroba Kaito" happened to disappear every time he stole, the police might suspect him soon... Forget it.

After thinking about it for a while, Kidd immediately dismissed this idea.

Kidd: "..." Sure enough, it's still the same as it is now, let's be an ordinary talented high school student. Let Jiang Xia wash the news...Huh? Doesn't this owe Jiang Xia a lot of favors? Detectives and phantom thieves should be natural rivals, why do they feel like they are slowly becoming friends...

The phantom thief who hated detectives touched his chin and fell into deep thought for a while.

…

Because Shi Kaobing's whereabouts could not be found out, and no more clues could be obtained, the progress of the case was temporarily stuck.

A group of people slept on the boat for a night with their own thoughts.

There are a large number of policemen busy back and forth in the corridor. Tonight is Christmas Eve, and nothing happened until they arrived in Tokyo.

At dawn the next day, the police returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with the photographer's body and various evidence.

Others plan to divide into several cars and go to Yokosuka in Kanagawa Prefecture to visit Kasaka Natsumi's house, the castle where another "egg of memory" is hidden.

Although Suzuki Shiro was also interested in this, he had seen quite a few castles, and he was out of town for several days, and the consortium had accumulated some affairs to deal with. In the end, he took Secretary Nishino and left with regret.

The police sent a representative to stay: The candidate to stay here is of course the "White Bird Police Department" who took the initiative to take over the burden.

…

"Get in the car." Although "White Bird Police Department" has no license, but as a miraculous thief who can fly a plane and drive a tank, he still sat in the driver's seat calmly.

Seeing this, the others got into the car one after another without becoming suspicious.

Pusi Qinglan instinctively avoided the police officer "White Bird Police Department" and got into another car.

Jiang Xia observed for a while, originally wanted to sit with him, let her feel his normal structure no different from ordinary people at close range, and realized that he is actually a very easy to kill.

But the closer you get, the more you see Pusi Qinglan's expression is stiff.

Jiang Xia stopped hesitantly: "..." If she got up and walked away from the other side as soon as she sat down, the movement would be too loud, and it would attract unnecessary attention...or count Yes, the murderous aura is still stable now, and there is no need to continue to consolidate it for the time being.

He glanced regretfully at the car Pusi Qinglan was in, and then sat in another car.

Pusi Qinglan stared at the reflection on the car window.

Although he has decided to kill Jiang Xia and make him never resurrect. But now there are too many people, and when you can't draw a gun or take out a weapon, sitting with such a guy full of mysteries is really challenging a killer's survival instinct.

Seeing Jiang Xia turn and leave, she breathed a sigh of relief silently, and gradually let go of her hand holding the bag.

…

The two vehicles started one after another and drove towards Kanagawa County.

Jiang Xia got into the car, and suddenly found that the person on the co-pilot was tall, blocking the light a bit, and seemed to be sitting in the car like vodka in a trance.

He took a closer look, and regretfully recognized the reality: the person sitting there was not the colleague he was expecting, but the Russian ambassador who wanted the Suzuki Foundation to donate the "Egg of Memory" to Russia.

The diplomat looked very outgoing, and he became bored after walking for a while.

Being idle, the ambassador casually chatted with a few people in the car: "At that time, you were relatively close to the ring—the ring worn by the photographer, is it really the ring of Princess Maria?"

Jiang Xia raised his head and saw the rearview mirror, and found that he seemed to be talking to himself, so he shook his head: "I don't know, the ring is in the hands of the police now, and someone should identify it later."

The ambassador sighed: "It would be great if you can also donate to us."

Jiang Xia is not very interested in the whereabouts of the ring, so it is inevitable to be perfunctory when chatting: "You may ask the police when the time comes, maybe it will work."

"..." The ambassador realized belatedly that he had chosen the wrong car, and had chosen a few young people, but they couldn't go together.

He muttered: "You don't understand the importance of that ring at all-Maria is the quietest of the few children in the royal family, with a pair of beautiful gray eyes. After the revolution, the whole family of the emperor was shot dead, only Maria and the Crown Prince are missing, and their remains have not been found until now."

"That is to say, if that ring, we might be able to follow its source and find out the whereabouts of the body." The ambassador sighed again, "This can also be regarded as a cultural relic. Take it back..."

"White Bird Police Department" couldn't help turning his head to look at him: "..." You really want to take back everything!

…

The vehicle left the city and gradually drove into the deep forest. The two cars went up the winding mountain road and finally stopped at the top of the mountain.

There stands an ancient castle here, with a white outer wall and a dark green spire, with a strange shape, like a fairy tale moved into reality.

"No wonder there are always celebrities who like to shoot commercials here." Conan recalled the usefulness of Mao Lilan's previous popular science castle, and said with emotion, "It's really beautiful."

"White Bird Police Department" nodded: "It looks a lot like a castle in Germany, and that castle is the prototype of the castle in the Cinderella story."

Conan was taken aback, a little confused: "Germany?"

… Kasaka Natsumi’s great-grandfather and great-grandmother are Japanese ~IndoMTL.com~ a Tsarist Russian, why build the German style?

Before he could figure it out, the car stopped, the door opened, and the people in the two cars got off one after another.

At a glance, there is one less number of people than expected.

The ambassador looked around, his eyes brightened slightly: "Where is that art dealer? Did he withdraw from the competition on his own initiative?" This is a beautiful thing.

Jiang Xia pointed to the mountain road behind him: "When passing through the town just now, the car in front stopped for a while, and he went down."

In front of the car, the old deacon of Xiangsaka's family heard their discussion and nodded: "The art dealer said he wants to prepare something, let us wait for him for a while."

Just as he was talking, a sports car rushed along the mountain road and soon stopped at the peak.

The art dealer couldn't wait to park the car, pushed the door out, and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time, let's go in quickly!"