The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand three hundred and sixty-two [deceitful corpse]

"Then search it too!" Zhongsen Police Department waved a big hand, "If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, go and get them for me!"

The last sentence was obviously addressed to the subordinates next to him.

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone - the police caught Kidd and burned so much money, which is not bad. After all, as a thief with countless crimes, Kidd is worth the price.

…

Jiang Xia couldn't persuade her, so she just stopped.

He hung up the phone, stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall and yawned: "I'm too tired these days, I'll go back and rest first."

The two detectives looked at his clothes that looked like they had been dropped, and nodded: "Leave the rest to us."

Jiang Xia left behind the aftermath and returned to the room happily.

It was getting late, but he didn't actually intend to sleep.

After washing, he changed into clean pajamas, first carefully drew the curtains tightly, then returned to the bed, raised his hand, and let out a big ball of borscht-like murderousness, watching this fresh ball up close. Rare murderous.

There are already sweet and light soups, and now there is a set of sweet and sour soup, which relieves greasy and appetizing. Although it is a pity that it is not the kind of murderous spirit that can be continuously collected, but fortunately, the output is large-this is only the first batch now, and it should be able to collect a little more later.

The ghosts were obviously very happy too. While jumping into the murderous atmosphere, they were chatting about the harvesting method later.

After playing for a while, Jiang Xia put away the new murderous aura **** and stored them in the tattoo space.

In the space, murderous auras of various flavors are stored in different categories, and the murderous aura that is easy to be stained by Hideichi Akai is the farthest away and placed in a corner alone. Jiang Xia inspected his inventory, counted it again, carefully remembered the weight, and turned off the light to sleep in satisfaction.

…

In the distance, someone stays up late at night.

The police searched all night in Osaka Bay, but they couldn't find anything. Fortunately, the Egg of Memories was brought back by the detective, which can be regarded as an explanation for this action.

The next day.

It is obvious that detectives and policemen are not the only ones concerned about the whereabouts of the eggs of memories.

The few people who had gone to Chairman Suzuki before the "Egg of Memories" were exhibited, heard that Kidd had failed to succeed, and immediately found the Suzuki Modern Art Museum with great interest, hoping that this A precious egg that can finally fall into his hands.

Facing this group of guests who came to the door suddenly, Suzuki Shiro nodded.

In his view, the opening of the Suzuki Art Museum and the "Egg of Memories" are actually over. Unexpectedly, seeing the enthusiasm of the guests now, this is just the beginning.

Last night, Suzuki Shiro thought that Kidd would steal the egg and return it after a few days, or not return it at all, so that he could avoid the visits of the guests and go back to Tokyo directly. Who knew that Jiang Xia brought back the "memory egg" that night - this kid usually catches Kidd and has been paddling, and he didn't seem motivated last night, but even in this state, he was able to find the stolen one. The treasure of the future is really limitless...

Suzuki Shiro sighed sadly.

However, I found everything I found. Remembering that before Kidd made his move, he once politely said "we will discuss it later", Suzuki Shiro had no choice but to invite the group of people who were eyeing the "Egg of Memory" into the waiting room.

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Of course Shi Kaobing also appeared as "Pusi Qinglan" and mingled with the guests.

Today she deliberately wore a cheongsam, which not only showed her fake "Chinese" identity, but also set off her traditional temperament. For now, after all, she is seen by others as an elegant scholar specializing in the Romanov dynasty.

Stay in the living room.

Pusi Qinglan leaned on the sofa, listening to the art dealer and Suzuki Shiro discuss the value of "eggs of memory", and remembered something. She took out her mobile phone and searched for a few keywords that could not be seen by others.

Then looking at the result, he frowned imperceptibly.

——last night in Osaka Bay, the body of the detective who was shot was not found.

Pusi Qinglan rubbed her chin and thought to herself: Could it be that the abandoned building is too hidden, no one has found Jiang Xia who died there so far, so there is no news? ...Speaking of which, that detective is really an idiot, the murderer likes the kind of hiding place that is convenient for hiding corpses. And he saw something he shouldn't have seen last night, so he didn't run away in a hurry, but pretended to sleep on the spot, looking for death.

While thinking about it, Pusi Qinglan searched for keywords such as "famous detective", "missing", "Jiangxia".

But she still couldn't see the news she wanted.

Pusi Qinglan looked at the phone, feeling a little puzzled.

Immediately comforted myself: This is actually quite normal - although Jiang Xia is not yet an adult, he is already a high school student with strong self-care ability. Detectives always like to be obsessed with cases and suddenly lose contact. They only disappear for such a short time, and it is enough for people around them to look for them.

Thinking of this, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Suzuki Shiro, Jiang Xia's acquaintance.

The middle-aged man was busy receiving guests, and he didn't seem very interested. It was hard to tell whether he was worried about the detective who disappeared all night.

Pu Si Qinglan: "..." It would be great if I could see a few other high school students. They seem to have a good relationship with Jiang Xia. It was confirmed that the shot hit Jiang Xia, but after all, there were too many police officers near the scene last night, and she couldn't return to the scene to confirm the body, so she felt uneasy.

It was as if he had heard her call.

As soon as this idea came to fruition, there was a sudden sound of noisy footsteps in the corridor, as well as the voice of whispering something.

Pu Si Qinglan raised her eyes abruptly, looking at the half-open door.

I saw a few high school students pushing open the door ~IndoMTL.com~ and came in one after another.

She looked at this scene, and was suddenly startled—how does it feel... These young people are still in a good mood, and they don't seem to worry much about Jiang Xia?

The next moment, the last person also walked in slowly through the door.

That face, which usually only makes people feel good, is now like a terrifying ice pick, piercing into Shi Kaobing's heart. She seemed to hear her heart "Dong", "Dong" beating violently, and the hand that had been holding the trigger all year round seemed to have been poured into an ice pick and froze for a while. The phone slipped from her hand and clicked to the ground.

... This person, this person who was shot in the head by her just last night and died alone in the abandoned building, how could he just walk in like nothing happened? ! He is obviously dead!

In an instant, countless words such as "zombie", "ghost", and "ghost" flashed through Pusi Qinglan's mind, and her muscles tensed suddenly.

Other people in the room heard the movement, stopped chatting, and looked at her in surprise: "Miss Pusi Qinglan? What's the matter?"