Conan’s Corpse Picker

The glasses on the small table are dark silver in color, with slender hollow metal frames and smooth crystal mirrors. They look mysterious, intellectual and classic. After the lights are turned on, the small silver lamps merge into a stream of light, adding a charming sense of technology.

At first, Belmod also hoped that Jiang Xia would not be deceived.

But now, she stared at the pair of glasses, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt that Anonymous was very sinister: "..." It always felt like this thing seemed to be very consistent with Uzuo's aesthetics.

Think again about Uzo’s normal personality. As long as he is interested in everything, he must go over and poke at it...

"..."

There was a brief silence in the office in the consciousness space.

…

In reality, Jiang Xia’s family.

Anonymous seemed to have finished chatting with a few people in the consciousness space before he calmly took time to observe Jiang Xia.

I noticed that Jiang Xia's routine was different from the other three. Soon, on the small table in Jiang Xia's bedroom, the sound of music slowly flowed from the pair of glasses that were quietly lit but no one noticed.

Jiang Xia's alertness is indeed good. The next second there was movement, he suddenly opened his eyes, touched his pillow, and caught two things - a swing stick, and a high-tech pen that could be used as a gun.

However, before adjusting his weapon, Jiang Xia had already caught a glimpse of the source of the movement.

His eyes fell on the pair of glasses that looked inoffensive and unbeatable, and he sighed, as if he was a little disappointed.

But those disappointments were soon outweighed by interest in the glasses.

Jiang Xia sat up, threw away the stick, and turned on the bedside lamp.

When the lights came on, a dark shadow passed across the room.

The dark clouds and snow cat jumped on the table, walked lightly to the glasses, and stretched out his paw to play with them as if he was very interested.

"Don't break it. Even if the purpose is unknown, it is at least worthy of being used as a work of art." Jiang Xia yawned, as if he was too lazy to get out of bed, so he waved to the cat and commanded, "Bring it here."

Vodka: "..." He actually talked to the cat and gave the cat such detailed instructions. Uzo must have been confused by his sleep.

However, remembering his experience when the Twin Towers were bombed last time, he remained silent for a moment: ...Uzo, this cat, seems to be really different from other cats. I don’t know how to tame it. He is so smart that he seems to have changed. species.

During the surveillance, the cat really understood Jiang Xia's words.

It originally wanted to open its mouth to pick up the glasses, but when its teeth were about to hit the glasses frame, it seemed to be afraid of being rejected by Jiang Xia, so it turned to use its tail to lift the glasses, ran to the bed, jumped on the bedside table, and licked the glasses like a dog. Put it in Jiang Xia's hands.

"..." Vodka thought of the bastard cat that bullied him all the way after his elder brother accidentally took him into the car a while ago. Look at this extremely well-behaved licking cat on the screen... Damn it, this cat has become a sperm, it must have become a sperm! Why don't we quietly put it in a sack one day and send it directly to the scientific research institute...

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When Vodka can't grasp the point and is thinking wildly.

in the real world.

Jiang Xia looked at the glasses at hand, looked at them for a moment, looked at the silver light flowing on them, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "It's really beautiful."

In the space of consciousness, Three Bottles of Wine's eyes darkened slightly. Although their starting points are different, their thoughts are very similar.

——Anonymous knows too much. Not only does he know that Vodka is secretly chasing stars, but he also has an accurate grasp of Uzo's preferences...

However, what happened next was different from what they imagined.

Jiang Xia didn't put on the pair of glasses, or even reached out to take them.

"It fits my aesthetic very well. But it fits so well that it seems like some kind of inferior trap." As he said that, Jiang Xia picked up the cat next to him, pinched the cat's paw and tentatively pressed the lens, while casually asking for advice, " Right, Cat."

Dark Clouds and Snow Cat Youyou looked at the paw that was being used to protect the thunder, and echoed with a "meow~". I don't know if he really understood it, or if he was using a sweet tone to cover up his inner condemnation of the master.

At this moment, the glasses suddenly lit up like they had been seduced by vodka, and an illusory image was projected on them, with several figures crossing.

in the space of consciousness. Although the three cadres have different abilities to recognize people, their eyesight is very good - although the distance is not close, they can still clearly see what is scratched on the lenses.

——That’s a few people.

Several men dressed in black and with a fierce aura.

In fact, when they saw the figures and movements in the image, Gin and Bermod felt a movement in their hearts. They felt vaguely familiar - they seemed to be several organizational cadres in Tokyo.

Gin recognized the images of several colleagues in the lenses, his eyes darkening: In other words, according to the judgment of Anonymous, who claims to be "all-knowing", the thing that can attract Jiang Xia to wear glasses...is a cadre of a black organization?

Gin, Belmode, vodka: "..."

...This group of people also know Uzo too well.

Is it true that the matter of "Jiang Xia = Wu Zuo" was not hidden from them...

…

It's pretty much what the three of them imagined.

Jiang Xia saw the figure passing by in the mirror. After a moment of surprise, he seemed to be able to determine the identity of the person in the image from the black clothes and temperament.

His eyes dimly lit up, and he subconsciously picked up his glasses.

But before putting it on, Jiang Xia still felt that the surprise brought by these glasses was too "tailor-made", and Jiang Xia stopped suspiciously.

…

The process of the battle of wits and courage between Anonymous and Wu Zuo is really heart-wrenching. The three onlookers in the office slowed down their breathing a little, wanting to see if Uzo could be the only one to jump out to the anonymous "invitation."

At this time, Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment, as if thinking of something, suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The crisp and distinctive sound is very clear in the night.

The next second, the bedroom door clicked open - a terrifying face that would make Subaru Okiya's heart stop, walked in from the door.

The person who entered the door had black hair and a black suit that was highly in line with the organization's aesthetic. He even wore sunglasses in the middle of the night - this "Uzo" who was extremely dangerous in the eyes of the FBI and peripheral members, now actually looked like Like a loyal bodyguard on call, he was summoned with a snap of his fingers.

"Put it on." When he came closer, Jiang Xia handed over the glasses in his hand.

After thinking for a moment, like a well-meaning boss giving instructions to his subordinates, he added in a gentle voice: "If you find any suspicious mechanism up there, just press it and let me see what effect it will have."

…

in the space of consciousness.

Gin looked at this scene, relieved, and his eyes were a little more thoughtful.

He thought about his bad experience tonight and subconsciously looked at the vodka.

Vodka froze: "..."...Brother! ! This is a wrong usage by your subordinates, don’t learn it! !