Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1268 1268 [Gin: I always feel like someone is peeping...]

Hattori Heiji was still watching the meal.

When I heard this, my eyes suddenly jumped, and I didn't know why I had a bad premonition.

He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Jiang Xia, and at the same time looked down at his phone: That guy Kudo, why isn't he back yet?

…

In the nearby corridor, a group of members of the university kendo club heard Atsushi's words and turned around quickly with different expressions.

After a dead silence, the captain finally frowned and spoke first:

"I don't know what you're talking about, but if you don't want to compete, you can just say so and we can find a member to take your place. There's no need to use such harsh words."

Chuijian Atsushi looked at him drunkenly, and after a moment, he showed an expression of resentment: "A guy who specializes in cuckolding people, he talks quite high-sounding."

"Cuckold?" Yuan Shan and Ye's eyes lit up, smelling the scent of gossip, they couldn't help but stop and quietly pricked up their ears.

Other onlookers in the corridor also showed similar expressions.

The tall captain suddenly became the center of everyone's attention.

But he didn't panic at all. He just calmly said to Kuami Atsushi: "Look at what you are like now, which woman would choose you? You are still drunk, and I don't want to say more to you. Calm down and be careful. Think about it - think about how a bereaved dog like you should plan for his future life."

Judging from the changes in wording before and after, it seems that he is not as calm as he appears.

After saying that, the captain turned and left with the others.

Hattori Heiji watched this scene silently, and the bad premonition in his heart became more and more intense: what "that thing" that could lead to the death of the other team members, what "cuckold"... The relationship between these guys is too complicated.

Just as he was thinking about it, the tips of his ears twitched.

——Umi Atsushi, who was sitting on the ground smelling of alcohol, glared at the captain's back and said viciously: "I'll kill you sooner or later."

Hattori Heiji:"!!"

The last words Kuimi Atsushi said were not loud. And no matter how you look at it, it seems like a common harsh word.

None of the melon-eating people paid much attention, and when the matter was over, they left one after another.

Yuan Shan and Ye also plan to go back.

After taking two steps, she suddenly realized that she was the only one walking. She turned back in confusion and pulled the two male high school students who were each thinking deeply: "Let's go, hurry back to the venue, there is still a competition."

Hattori Heiji was still not reassured.

But then I thought about it: there were people coming and going at the kendo venue, and it didn’t look like something was going to happen. The drunk man might just be talking about it. After all, there are many people who like to say cruel things, but in the end they often don't follow through.

"Heiji!" Toyama Kazuki urged, "Why are you so dazed?"

Hattori Heiji came back to his senses: "...Oh, it's nothing."

The three high school students quickly returned to the venue.

…

In the venue, the game continues.

The crisp sound of the bamboo knife hitting the hall passed through the hall and was drowned out by the shouts from the audience.

The lively atmosphere quickly diluted the impact of the quarrel just now.

"Hit to the body, one point!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Hattori Heiji stood up excitedly: "Beautiful!"

After cheering for his teammates, he began to wrap a towel around his head and prepare to play.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the playing field next door: "Where did that guy go? I thought he was just talking about it, but I didn't expect that he really didn't plan to play."

This voice sounded familiar, as if I had heard it not long ago.

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but turn his head and look at the venue next door. The person who spoke was the same college student who grabbed the drunk man by the collar and asked him sternly.

The captain of the college students sighed after hearing this: "Go find him. Don't go too far, the next game will start soon."

The others nodded and dispersed.

Hattori Heiji subconsciously stood up and wanted to follow him to see the situation.

But then it was his turn to play.

"..." He glanced at the captain who the drunkard said "sooner or later he will kill him" and found that the captain was still here, so he didn't think much more and quickly came on stage.

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auditorium.

Jiang Xia went to buy a bottle of water nearby. When she came back, she passed by the window and looked down. She saw two familiar figures in the distance.

——Mao Lilan and Conan returned to the gymnasium carrying large and small bags of food.

Conan didn't know what he was thinking, he looked as if his mind was wandering.

Mao Lilan looked around in confusion - she didn't quite know the way. Although she had just been to the venue not long ago, but now she had gone out and came back, she had forgotten how she walked before.

Jiang Xia looked at the two classmates from a distance who had just separated not long ago, but they made him feel like they were classmates three autumns apart. He couldn't help but turn around and go downstairs to greet them in a friendly manner.

…

There was a kendo competition today, and there were a lot of people coming and going in the gym.

By the time Jiang Xia arrived, the two classmates were no longer at the door—after all, they were two good people without murderous intentions. When they blended into the crowd, it was not easy for the psychic to observe.

However, Jiang Xia unexpectedly discovered other surprises.

——He vaguely smelled the smell of high-end murderous aura.

Following the breath, Jiang Xia walked out of the stadium door, glanced around, and soon landed on the food street next door.

"..." I always feel the smell of alcohol...

After hesitating for a moment, thinking that it would be idle anyway, he walked over there.

…

Gin and vodka finished buying their lunch boxes and sped away from the neighborhood.

But soon, they changed their faces and returned to the food court silently.

——After thinking about it, Gin still cared about the fleeting sense of peeping just now.

And he always felt that the spying happened more than once, as if someone was using the cover of the crowd to observe him intermittently and repeatedly.

This unpleasant experience made Gin couldn't help but frown, with murderous intent.

Considering that the food street is also one of Osaka's attractions, those elusive targets may suddenly appear.

Gin simply let Vodka drive away from here quickly, and returned in an ordinary car. He planned to find someone while trying to find the source of the hidden sight - although it might be his illusion, but even if it was an illusion, There is also a need for verification.

…

During this period, vodka was certainly not idle.

He collected information about those targets and gradually found more precise information.

Soon, Vodka hit Enter and looked at the displayed page. He couldn't help but be a little excited: "What they are looking for is Toyotomi Hideyoshi's horse seal, the legendary Qiancheng Laotan! Judging from the chat records, This group of people has found a fragment of a scroll recording the location of the treasure, as well as related cultural relic fragments - Brother, this thing is valuable."