Conan’s Corpse Picker

"It seems that my work has been done. I just need to finish it." Jiang Xia rambled casually. After saying what he remembered, he invited two colleagues by the way, "Would you like to come together..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused.

——When he looked away from the police and turned around, the scene in front of him became empty and the car was gone.

Looking further into the distance, I could only see the back of the car driving away - Gin and Vodka seemed to have zero interest in the murder.

Jiang Xia: "..." Tsk, do you really hate the police that much?

While he regretted that the organization and the police rarely appeared together, he turned and walked towards the stadium, intending to check out the situation.

…

Arrive at the Langhua Central Stadium.

Jiang Xia followed the source of the chaos all the way to the annex and stopped in front of the sports warehouse.

In addition to the police, there were several other people here—the same college students who had just argued in the corridor.

Although it looked like something had happened, a closer look revealed that there was no cordon here, and the police's expressions did not look like they had been involved in a murder case, but rather helpless.

No one around screamed or felt sad. The group of college students just gathered around the entrance of the warehouse, discussing something in a hurry.

"How could it not be possible? I obviously saw it!"

"Me too!"

"...Is this a prank played by Jumi? It's not surprising what that guy did."

"Why don't we split up and look for him? If we find him, we'll beat him up! Can we joke about this kind of thing?"

…

Jiang Xia passed through the crowd of onlookers and saw Hattori Heiji among them, and asked him: "What's wrong?"

"..." Hattori Heiji's eyes twitched, not wanting to see Jiang Xia at the crime scene.

But then I thought about it, there was no body here at all, maybe it was just a mistake, and it couldn't be called a crime scene.

So he calmly told Jiang Xia about the previous situation: "When I came on stage just now, they suddenly found that Atsushi Kuami - the drunkard who was arrogant - was missing, so except for the captain, everyone else left the venue. , hurriedly looked for him everywhere."

...But no one was to be found anywhere.

Just when several members of the Kendo Club gathered together to speculate whether Atsushi Uimi had gone home early, they passed by a warehouse.

Pushing open the warehouses, a few college students glanced inside and were stunned.

——The warehouse is dimly lit, and the only illumination is the light shining in from the door. In this narrow beam of light, Atsushi Uijian leaned on the vaulting box and fell to the ground with his eyes closed, facing the warehouse door. He was covered in blood, with a sharp knife stuck in front of him, and he looked like a dead man.

The three people who went to find him were startled, and then one of them hurried to the locker room to get his cell phone and call an ambulance. The other one ran to the nearby police station to call the police - the ambulance was far away from here, but the police station was close. If he had time to get his cell phone, he could get there directly. The last person, the fat player with a relatively mild temper, ran to the kendo arena in confusion and told the captain about it.

"When he told the captain, 'Kuimi died in the warehouse covered in blood,' I happened to be right next to him. I heard something happened, so I followed him. Who knew..."

Hattori Heiji pointed to the warehouse and sighed, his expression subtly matching that of the policeman next to him.

Jiang Xia followed his direction and took a look inside.

Although there were many people blocking the way, it could still be seen that the warehouse was neat and clean at this time, with no trace of blood at all. It did not look like there had been a "dead man covered in blood."

There were no bodies in front of the vault box either. Although there is a human figure on the ground next to it, it is not difficult to see that it is just a plastic prop used to practice first aid.

The policeman sighed: "Are you too nervous and think of the practice dummies as dead people?"

As he was talking, a woman's voice came from behind: "Um... are you students at Shinnei University?"

"Um?"

A group of people turned around following the sound.

They saw the reception staff of the stadium standing behind them.

Seeing the captain nodding, the receptionist continued: "Just now, we received a strange phone call. The other party asked me to give a message to the leader of the Kendo Club of Shinnei University - please go to the locker room next to the swimming pool immediately. .”

Several people from the Kendo Club were startled and looked at each other for a moment, feeling that they understood: "It must be a call from Kuami. What on earth does he want to do?!"

…

Having said that, a group of people still shouted and ran to the locker room.

On the one hand, it’s a bit strange that Atsushi Uimi never showed up. On the other hand, I also want to give him a good beating after I find it, and ask him what happened to the "body" just now - if only one person saw it, what happened in the warehouse may still be an illusion, but three people made mistakes at the same time , there seems to be something hidden behind it.

…

Behind them, two policemen watched their retreating figures.

After hesitating for a moment, one of them said to the other: "Those two high school students mixed in with the college students look familiar."

"It should be a detective. I have read their reports." The policeman whispered, "The white one is Jiang Xia Tongzhi. Legend has it that he is possessed by the soul of the detective who died in vain. When the case was solved, the dead detective would be there somewhere. The middle finger identifies the murderer, so he solves the case as fast as reading a script.

"As for the black man next to him, he seems to be Hattori Heiji - the son of Hattori Headquarters. Although the face cannot be seen clearly in the newspaper, judging from the eyes and teeth, it must be Hattori Heiji."

Next to him, when a colleague heard this, he couldn't help but look at him silently: Forget about the son of the director, what happened to the resentful spirit possessing him who died in vain? A policeman would actually believe this.

But after saying this, he quickly remembered Jiang Xia - he had accidentally seen relevant records in the newspaper before.

"Since we are detectives..." The two policemen looked at each other, "Shall we follow over and have a look?"

——I heard from my seniors that where there are detectives, although I am a little tired, I can still get a lot of results. Suitable for young people who want to fight hard.

They are still young and feel that they should not fail early. In addition, the police were already dispatched anyway, so the two of them followed him, intending to take a look at the situation.

…

The group left the annex where the warehouse was located, walked through the busy streets, and rumbled into the locker room next to the swimming pool.

A kendo competition is being held at the gym these two days, and the swimming pool is temporarily closed.

So when they entered the locker room and heard the sound of rushing water, they were startled.

"Meet you?" the captain shouted, frowning and walking towards the place where the sound of water came from - among the rows of shower stalls, only one was in use at the moment, with the nozzle above the head turned on to the maximum, and hot water was boiling.

Two police officers also trotted over and joined them in front of the cubicle.

As soon as he stood firm, he heard Jiang Xia sniffing the surrounding air, and then frowned slightly: "There is a smell of blood."