The Corpse Collector In Conan: Three hundred and fourteen [Anonymous]

Gin Jiu: "..." I didn't expect Wu Zuo to be so thoughtful and meticulous in finishing work. Saying that you want to take care of these two tasks is really taking care of it, and you can handle it better than a professional.

...My vision is really good.

…

As a hard-working killer who is responsible for processing organization members into corpses all year round, Gin quickly came up with the fastest way to deal with it:

"These people should be the leader of the tour group, the people gathered to carry a thousand golden gourds. Since there are heavy loads to be transported, there must be a car. They are hiding in the abandoned building and are going to intercept the people who go into the building. , the car will be empty."

Vodka: "..." Although a bunch of cases sound a little troublesome, after all, the matter is related to his elder brother and Uzo, who he knows best, and he immediately understood the plan.

Vodka began to make up his own brains: Since Uzo wants this mini-armed gang to take the blame for the organization, then this gang will definitely not be caught by the police alive.

I'm afraid that after that, they will flee in a car in a hurry for some reason. According to Wu Zuo's preference, there may be an astonishing speed of life and death.

Vodka: "..." At that time, there will be a car accident on the road, and everyone will die. It must be very reasonable. At that time, they will play tricks on their personal information to make the police think that the criminal gang is divided internally, and each wants to kill the other party, but accidentally they themselves are also murdered. In the end, all members die, and the case can be closed.

At this time, Qin Jiu suddenly thought of something: "Where is Qiancheng ladle?"

Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while, typed on the keyboard for a while, and showed them the phone screen:

[Not in the hands of the gang]

“…”

It was dead silent.

In the silence, Vodka glanced at the silent elder brother and understood.

This kind of financial question that smells like money does not need to be pursued by the elder brother.

The importance of the little brother is reflected at this time.

Vodka then cleared his throat and asked, "Just tell me where."

There was another sound of tapping on the keyboard of the mobile phone.

Then Matsuda Jinhei turned over the phone, and a few words were written on the screen: [The time has not come]

Click——

Gin's muzzle was on his head.

A moment later, discerning the slight change in Xitu's expression, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he snorted again, and put down the gun.

Gin Jiu: "..." What are you doing with this guy, it's just Uzo's mouthpiece.

One does not have to care about things without thought.

He turned to look at Vodka, who was secretly watching the show, with murderous intent: "Why don't you go soon?"

"..." Vodka also had a murderous look at Matsuda Jinpei and the dry rice cat watching the show next to him, and then looked away humbly, "I'm leaving now."

He silently followed the address given by Matsuda Jinpei just now, went to the abandoned building, and looked for the cars of those unlucky ones.

Vodka is actually very good at these things. After all, he is often responsible for mopping up work, and explosions are undoubtedly one of the convenient ways to mop up.

…

The other side.

Xiao Bai took a shortcut and walked through the alley, identified the direction, and walked quickly to a certain place.

——At the bridge, Jiang Xia released more than one transmitter.

In addition to installing a transmitter for the murderer of the Tianshouge serial murder case, Jiang Xia also installed a transmitter for the murderer's target, the leader of the small armed gang.

Just considering the alertness of the other party, what he installed was not a physical transmitter, but a hardworking fog dog.

Fog Tiangou has gradually become a veteran tracker now. Not only can he cling to the target firmly without falling, but he can also strive to enhance his own sense of existence so that he can be clearly sensed.

…

Xiaobai followed the position of his companion and successfully found his goal.

He raised his hand and straightened the hood on his head.

With more murderous spirits and shikigami, you can slightly adjust the accessories and even the styles of your clothes. Xiaobai's current clothes are subtly different from when they first appeared.

In this dense night, let alone Gin Jiu who is blind can't recognize him. For other unfamiliar people, it is also difficult to recognize him as the "dead" child who was folded and stuffed into the bag by Uzo—that is to say, even if the next two organization cadres saw him, or never If others have heard of him, they will only think that the master of the psychic master has brought in a new unlucky child as a pawn.

Xiao Bai quietly hid in the shadows at the corner of the alley, and soon heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

…

Kaoya Yuhiro, also known as "Tokugawa Ieyasu", is on his way to the abandoned building for an appointment.

He looked at the road that was getting more and more deviated, and snorted coldly: It seems that the "master" who asked him to go there is not going to hand over thousands of pieces of news easily—maybe that person has already found clues to the treasure. It's just that I don't want to give points to the members of the tour group, so I chose such a remote place to make it easier to silence. After all, with one less person, more treasures will be distributed.

Unfortunately...

Zaowu Youhong laughed sinisterly: If you want to talk about black and white, that young man is not qualified-he is a professional in Zaiya Youhong.

He wants all of a thousand golden gourds.

I am imagining how to spend the rest of my life in a luxurious life after I get the treasure I have always dreamed of. At this time, something suddenly jumped out of the alley next to him, bumped into him, and quickly disappeared into the alley on the other side.

"?!" Zai Youhong turned his head vigilantly, only to see a figure who was quickly going away. That shadow was a bit weird, smaller than he expected.

He glanced vigilantly and suspiciously, looking at the secluded alley where an ambush is easy to set up, but he didn't chase after him, but held the gun vigilantly.

With such a grip, Zaiya Youhong suddenly froze.

"..." Next to the handle of the gun, there was an extra note. I don't know when it was plugged in.

He frowned and took out the note, and looked at it in the dim light.

You can see that there are two crooked lines above ~IndoMTL.com~ as if deliberately covering up the notes:

[You are being watched by the police

Let's run]

There is also an extremely concise but informative diagram below.

It actually marked the location of Yuhiro in the bad house, the location of the abandoned building and the boys next to it, the location of the detective who was coming... and the locations of the two police teams.

Looking at this picture, Youhong felt a chill pouring from the soles of his feet: On the one hand, he was horrified that the police had been waiting to arrest him, and on the other hand, he was also surprised who could do it to such an extent The news—it was as if a pair of invisible eyes were coldly looking down on the ground from the sky, taking in all the people running around in this block.

Zaowu Youhong shuddered in the cold rain, but quickly let out an angry snort, waking up: something that pretends to be a ghost.

I also thought too much, there must be an inner ghost on the police side, and that person wanted to stir up the muddy water and come to share a piece of the soup.