Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1188 1188 [Social Dead·Gin]

"Whether he is a murderer or not, you have to investigate to find out." Gin tapped his fingers silently on the armrest, looking back and forth between the two people's faces.

Normally, these two naysayers might have had a few bullet holes in their bodies.

It's a pity that now...

Gin thought unhappily that he didn't have many bullets, so it was best not to waste them on these novices who could be pinched to death with one hand. And it's best not to kill anyone now, lest you accidentally bury important information that can escape this game with the death of the suspect.

He glanced at the several guests in front of him who had their own thoughts, and suddenly sneered:

"By the way, let me remind you. Jiang Xia is not in the hands of the police now - you have all seen the latest news. He has run away, and two of the police officers who were searching for him have disappeared for no reason and have not been found yet."

"..." Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Thinking of "Jiang Xia" who looked like a good student, a cold feeling came to their hearts: The police could not help Jiang Xia escape for no reason, let alone two missing at once. In other words, maybe those two people...were killed by Jiang Xia in some way?

…

"In your words, Jiang Xia is now a free 'murderer' who can act at any time - he used to be Ju Wuliu, now he is a policeman, and in the future he may be one of you."

Gin used a gloomy tone like telling a horror story, and from the perspective of the guests, he said unhurriedly:

"Young people are easy to act on impulse, just like Jiang Xia will impulsively break Ju Wuliu's head when he is angry. If he is favored, he will definitely feel moved."... Of course, this is just "Jiang Xia" in the eyes of the guests. ". And if it were Uzuo, this young devil would probably only let those who help him experience what is so sinister in people's hearts, such as Boban who accepted Jiang Xia as a "detective junior". Oh, Anonymous should really bring him in to learn from each other...

Gin has been busy for a long time and has long since developed the ability to multitask.

While he was slandering his colleagues at every opportunity, he continued to persuade them without any delay:

"You can help Jiang Xia find some clues that may be used to clear his suspicions. If you meet him one day, this move may be a gold medal to avoid death. This is not asking you to lie, but to collect the truth. Objective evidence.

"Of course, what I said is only based on 'Jiang Xia is really a murderer'.

"And if he isn't, helping an innocent detective clear his name is also a good story.

"When Jiang Xia one day writes an autobiography of the case based on his twists and turns, or if he graduates in a few years and becomes a real detective, then the publishing priority of his works will naturally be in the hands of the person who helped him. ——I heard that this guy is very good at writing things that are highly readable. He might be a promising writer who will be as good as Tachibana Goryu in the future."

Everyone: "..."

When Ginjiu said this, it was as if "helping Jiang Xia" was a business that was sure to make money without losing money...

Several people looked at each other, feeling vaguely shaken in their hearts:

People who have always felt that "Jiang Xia is not a murderer" would have helped.

Those with a strong sense of justice felt that there was nothing wrong with helping to find objective evidence - if they could save an innocent high school student, that would be great; if Jiang Xia was really the murderer, it would also give the police some clues.

Afraid of death, I thought it would be a good idea to get a life-saving charm, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the two missing policemen.

And after careful calculation, he found that if Jiang Xia was really not the murderer, then regardless of Jiang Xia's subsequent achievements, the case in front of him would also involve "the murder of Ju Wuliu", "the disappearance of the police", "High school student detective", "framing" and other hot spots. If it is written as a documentary and published, it will definitely be a success, and the price/performance ratio may be higher than digging a river to find a floppy disk at the Orange Five Willow Villa.

Gin glanced at their expressions and understood: "That's it, if you have any clues, tell me together. Of course, because communication is not convenient, if Jiang Xia comes to your door directly, you can also tell him directly."

Just as he was talking, his home phone suddenly rang.

Gin glanced at the caller ID and picked up the phone.

In this era, mobile phones are still a rare device.

Jiang Xia called from a coin-operated phone booth: "I suddenly remembered that among the guests you gathered, were there any people with the surname 'Omura'? - The word puzzle left by Tachibana Goryu, '里川辺奇々なる草を" 'After writing it in romanization and changing the order, it can be spelled as 'Go and ask Omura'."

"Omura?" Gin looked at the people behind him and remained silent for a moment.

To be honest, he really didn't remember who these ants were...

Fortunately, the people in the living room are either extroverted or often interact with others due to work reasons, and they are all good at watching.

They continued to think: "Omura? You mean the president of Feiyue Publishing House - he returned to Tokyo after recording the transcript. I heard that he is working on a new work."

Gin relayed the words as they were, listened to the call for a moment, and then turned back to ask the person who had just spoken: "Do you know Omura's address or phone number?"

The guest nodded and quickly provided the information he knew: Since he has decided to help collect evidence, there is nothing to worry about now, and President Omura usually deals with people from all walks of life. Others want to know his family information, but It's a matter of time, so it's better to sell a favor easily.

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Ginjiu told Jiang Xia about the things related to Omura, hung up the phone, and looked at the group of people behind him who he regarded as a mob.

"It's already very late today, so let's do this for now. If you have any other news, please tell me as soon as possible." He was quite satisfied with the ability of this group of people to understand current affairs, "In addition..."

Gin suddenly stood up and walked to Nonaka Tomomi.

Tomomi Nonaka's former angel tried to trick her into trying to get the answer, so she followed her colleagues to dig the river for a long time. At this time, she was very tired and wanted to go home and rest. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, a terrifying shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

Nonaka Tomomi was startled, stood up quickly, looked up at the tall man in front of her, and looked a little nervous: "What, what's wrong?"

Gin reached into her pocket with a sullen expression, and pulled his hand back before she could react. There was a small, palm-sized tape recorder in his hand.

The tape recorder was running. Gin glanced down, pressed the button to open the lid, and took out the tape inside.

Nonaka Tomomi's face changed slightly.

Then he smiled a little awkwardly and said: "Sorry, I forgot to turn it off before. I didn't record it on purpose..."