Conan’s Corpse Picker

However, what Jiang Xia didn't expect was that after connecting to Dr. Neihai's mobile phone and checking his operation records, he made other unexpected discoveries.

"The organization's bounty forum?"

While Jiang Xia looked at the records transmitted by Noah, he felt that he was being squeezed out: "Why can't I see a single bounty? Am I not a cadre with a code name? I should have enough authority."

Although he had long known that the organization had many strange websites, Jiang Xia really didn't pay much attention to this.

——Because when he comes up, he will never see useful news. He once thought that the members of the organization were very cautious and did not like to communicate online, so this was just an abandoned bounty board.

But now it seems...

"It's too much. It's really too much." Jiang Xia thought that someone had secretly blocked his permission to accept the bounty, and couldn't help but follow the contract and complain to the ghosts, "I won't really kill the poster and the target one by one. At most, we just need to see if there are any people among them who happen to have ghosts and murderous auras, and then recycle them efficiently."

and……

"I really didn't expect that Dr. Utsumi would be a peripheral member of the organization."

Jiang Xia thought of the many cases and surprises that Dr. Neihai brought to him in just over a day, and couldn't help but yearn for it: "The organization is indeed full of talents. There should be many people like Dr. Neihai."

Noah hesitated to speak: "These people are actually the backbone of the organization. Some of them are not even weaker than ordinary cadres. So..." So when you want to check the permissions of the reward, don't use this Make a coveted look on your face, otherwise they may die without giving you permission.

Jiang Xia certainly knew what to say when the time came.

He quickly stopped thinking about it and focused on the present.

"So now, what should Dr. Neihai do?" Jiang Xia was a little confused. "What if he dies and the organization is even less willing to give him permission?"

But soon, he came back to his senses: "No, if you think about it carefully, Dr. Utsumi will die just because his methods are simple and crude, and he has offended too many people - what does this have to do with me? I'm just a passerby. Stranger, at best recycling what the psychic needs. We weren't even in the same car.

"Even if by chance I was seen by some brain monsters, and they were accused of murdering the doctor - I didn't know that the doctor was a peripheral member, I just felt the murderous intention against me in him, so he died. .

"Even on the other hand, if all my permissions on that forum are opened, maybe I can guess that Dr. Utsumi is actually a friendly force, and maybe I will save him. In other words, Dr. Utsumi will die, and everything is secretly banned. It’s the fault of the person who took over my authority.”

After straightening out my thoughts, everything suddenly became simpler.

Taking advantage of the time of changing stations, Jiang Xia followed the tattoo and possessed the puppet that was placed on another train in advance.

…

On the Nanchuan line.

After the train stopped for a while, it quickly left the station and started again, heading towards Tokyo.

Dr. Utsumi was not traveling with anyone else.

He sat alone in his seat, admiring the scenery outside, flipping through the medical books in his hand, and secretly calculating the reasons for each "little brother" - this time, he came out again. It’s a big harvest, I’ll sort it out when I get back, and I’ll be able to harvest a lot of useful chess pieces by then.

By the way, before that, we have to go to those two organization cadres for diagnosis and treatment.

If we could get helpers of that level, those doctors with poor quality would be able to give up with some choice.

…

While thinking about it, Dr. Utsumi turned over a page of the book in his hand.

At this time, it seemed that because the vehicle had just stopped at Chaoshan Station, a few more people entered the carriage.

One of them walked along the aisle. When he passed Dr. Utsumi, he stopped slightly and sat near him.

There are two seats facing each other here, and there are three empty seats to choose from, but the other party chose the place closest to him and beside him. Dr. Utsumi couldn't help but feel a little offended in the private sphere. He frowned slightly and raised his head.

Just as he was about to say something, Utsumi Kazuhiko suddenly paused.

——The person sitting next to him was not "one of the doctors who had the handle" as he imagined.

But a complete stranger, a young man.

The man was wearing a black suit, black curly hair, and a dull black tie. Even in the evening, he had a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose that obscured his face.

Realizing that Dr. Utsumi was looking at him, the dark man also turned his face, looked at Utsumi up and down for a moment, and nodded towards him, with a bit of businesslike indifference in his movements.

"..." Doctor Utsumi was still confused at first.

But at this moment, looking at the other person's black color from head to toe, and remembering the reward he had announced before getting in the car, he suddenly had an idea and asked tentatively: "Are you here to help?"

Originally, I was just asking subconsciously to verify my sudden suspicion - after all, the dress of the guy next to me is really in line with the organization's dress preferences.

But after asking, the other party actually nodded slightly. In Utsumi Kazuhiko's heart, cold sweat suddenly broke out again.

He suddenly realized that something seemed not right.

——Didn’t you post the information anonymously? ! Theoretically speaking, even if someone accepts the reward, he should only know who he wants to kill, but not who he actually is.

What's more, the man in black is too fast. He posted a reward before he got in the car, and he has been moving with the car since then. He didn't even use his mobile phone much, so it was impossible to be tracked... How did he find himself?

The feeling of being stared at by some terrifying creature lurking in the shadows silently crawled up Doctor Utsumi's back, making his hair stand on end.

But soon, he comforted himself that there might be another possibility.

Dr. Utsumi forced a smile and said casually, "Your temperament is very much like that of a cadre."

——If the man in black is just a passerby who happens to be wearing black clothes and subconsciously nods in agreement when he hears other people's questions, then this sentence sounds like a strange compliment at best.

And if the other party is really a cadre of the organization, everything can be explained: I heard that some cadres do have the right to check the identities of peripheral members on the reward board.

Utsumi Kazuhiko: "..." However, being able to pinpoint his location as soon as possible after finding out is really a very powerful person. He has already withdrawn from that forum, and theoretically cannot be located for the time being. Is this the strength of organizational cadres?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the man in black speak politely at a volume that was just right for him to hear: "Have you ever heard of the code name 'Uzo'?"