Conan’s Corpse Picker

"!" Dr. Neihai was startled, and then he was pleasantly surprised.

Of course he had heard of Uzo, although it was only some rumors - speaking of it, Dr. Utsumi's trick to win over his younger brother actually got some inspiration from these rumors.

But recently, for some reason, Dr. Utsumi thought to himself: It seems that there have been fewer rumors related to Uzo.

At first, he thought that Uzo had gone abroad or was stumped by some difficult task, which led to this result.

However, what he didn't expect was that he actually saw him directly today.

And the real Uzo looks...

Doctor Utsumi: "..." It seems like that.

…

He is looked down upon by his colleagues, and Dr. Utsumi has always been a proud person.

He couldn't help but subconsciously comment on the man in black in front of him: he was too young. Moreover, his appearance is so outstanding that he actually wears sunglasses when going out at night. Is it because he thinks he is not conspicuous enough? Such a person is actually not suitable to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

But then I think about it, Uzo has indeed created many horrific death stages, and has still managed to avoid being caught by others - this kind of thing may not sound so legendary at first glance. But Dr. Neihai had practiced it himself. Especially in the past two days, he had been noticed by Jiang Xia one after another, and then he realized that things were far from as simple as he thought.

This makes Dr. Utsumi's evaluation of Uzo a bit confusing: on the one hand, he feels that this person is quite powerful; on the other hand, he feels that he is not weaker than him in some aspects.

However, no matter what, today Uzo is not his enemy, but his ally.

Doctor Neihai: With the help of such cadres, Jiang Xia's death must not be far away. I really didn’t expect that I could actually hire such help...

"Of course I've heard of it." The person he asked for was a cadre one level above him. No matter how dissatisfied Dr. Utsumi felt in his heart, he was still respectful on his face.

He stretched out his hand in admiration: "I have long admired your name."

"Uzo" glanced down at his hand and ignored it.

Doctor Utsumi's eyes twitched.

"Please don't get me wrong, I am not Uzo." The curly-haired man in black seemed to be explaining the reason for not shaking hands with him, because Dr. Utsumi recognized the wrong person, "I am just his subordinate."

"Oh." Utsumi Kazuhiko was a little embarrassed.

But when he heard that the other party was not a cadre, he immediately relaxed a lot: "Uzo asked you to come over and help me?"

"I can't say that I'm helping." The man in black smiled politely, "I just heard that you wanted to kill him. He was very happy that someone was willing to challenge him and praised your courage, so he asked me to give him a small Come here as a small return gift."

"?" Doctor Utsumi didn't understand what he was saying for a moment, and repeated blankly, "...Kill him?"

"The words have been brought, and the gifts are on the way." The man in black did not explain, but stood up calmly, "Well, goodbye."

"Uzo's men" turned and walked away.

Neihai and Yanteng stood up immediately, shook their legs, and fell back to their seats.

"……"What's the meaning? ? How could he go and kill Uzo for no reason? ! I haven't even thought about killing anyone recently, except...

Jiangxia.

...Jiang Xia? ! !

…

The detective and Uzo are like opposites of light and darkness.

Utsumi Kazuhiko never imagined that this could be the same person.

Did he understand it wrong? still……

He scratched his head in irritability and panic, feeling nothing but a mess.

After a while, Utsumi Kazuhiko suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone, preparing to contact the adult.

——Although I don’t know much about Uzo, based on the rumors about him, the so-called “return gift” is not a good thing.

In the rumors of the organization, Uzo is described as being as scary as the God of Death, and it is said that the more targets he pays attention to, the greater the scene will be: maybe the car will have an accident, derail or explode soon...

When Kazuhiko Utsumi and Usa were colleagues, they dared to compare themselves in their minds. But now, being suddenly targeted by Uzo, he suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.

"That lord". As long as he contacts that adult, he will definitely stop Uzo's actions!

Utsumi Kazuhiko clicked hard on the mailbox.

However, I don’t know whether it was because the signal was poor or the phone was stuck, but the interface failed to load for a long time.

He stood up irritably, planning to change to a carriage first, preferably to get off nearby and away from danger.

At this time, a man walked along the aisle and stopped next to him.

"Mr. Utsumi, I'm here." The man held up the hat on his head and whispered humbly, "The film you are talking about... before the transaction, I want to hear your request."

"Let's talk about it later, I'm not free now!" Utsumi Kazuhiko glanced at him impatiently. He had indeed made an appointment with someone else to trade in this carriage, but now was obviously not the time for trading. This guy really has no eyesight.

Just as I was about to pass by him, I felt a sharp pain in my arm.

"?!"

Utsumi Kazuhiko lowered his head in disbelief and saw a syringe piercing the vein in his forearm.

The humility on the face of the man wearing a cap opposite him completely disappeared, and he lowered his voice and sneered: "Go to hell, you bastard! It would be more pleasant to send you to hell than to be threatened by you for the rest of your life."

After all, the murderer had also been a doctor for many years, and he was quick and decisive in giving injections.

When Kazuhiko Utsumi discovered that he had been stabbed, the cold liquid had been quickly pushed into the veins, and the poison flowed back along the blood vessels to the heart. Symptoms of heart failure quickly appeared on him.

The train happened to pass through a small section of tunnel and the noise was huge.

The murderer pulled out the needle, pushed Utsumi Kazuhiko back to his seat, and showed a sinister and cheerful smile.

"..." Utsumi Kazuhiko stared at him, his mobility quickly disappearing, and his mind was full of unwillingness and confusion: How could things become like this? ! His chess piece, his future...

The overhead luggage rack was polished by the hard-working conductors.

Utsumi Kazuhiko slumped on the chair, staring there with his increasingly cloudy eyes. Suddenly, he saw a figure vaguely illuminated in the reflection.

——The man in black just now did not leave, but sat on the seat next to him at some point. At this time, he was watching quietly from behind a chair, like an audience member who had chosen a seat in the front row, and like a director supervising the actors not to speak nonsense lines.

The two sides looked at each other, and the man seemed to smile slightly, and then stood up politely.

This time, it seemed that he was really gone.

Utsumi Kazuhiko: "..."...reciprocate.

Is this what Uzo calls a return gift?

When did this scary guy set up his net? He had never seen Jiang Xia come into contact with the murderer. Why, why did the man take action anyway? !