Conan’s Corpse Picker

"Let's hide him nearby, and then send the location to the police to receive it." Jiang Xia looked at Hattori Heiji, "You should have the contact information of many police officers."

"Yes, yes..." Hattori Heiji came back to his senses and quickly understood Jiang Xia's intention. He took out his mobile phone with emotion, "I'll send it right away!"

——Dad said before that he was in the way and useless. Even if he went to the police to catch the murderer now, he would probably only get scolded again.

So it is better to go to the meeting place between the murderer and the suspected robber first, wait for the leader of the robbery gang to show up, and then catch him and tell the police about the situation.

Hattori Heiji: "..." Although the enemy is likely to be an armed gang, 13 years have passed and the people in this gang may have gone their separate ways and scattered into society. Even if not, it should be too late to find help when the time comes.

With this in mind, the three of them prepared to go to the abandoned building that Risaka Shigehiko had just mentioned.

The usefulness of local people is fully reflected at this time.

Hattori Heiji slapped his chest and said in a very reliable manner: "I know where it is!"

…

On the way to the abandoned building, we passed a river.

But it's not the calm moat surrounding the Osaka Castle scenic area, but the serious river outside.

It happened to be raining and the water in the river was fast.

Jiang Xia heard the sound of rushing water, glanced down, didn't pay much attention, and continued to rush to the factory with the other two people.

But at this time, the ghosts seemed to be aware of it, and they all turned their heads and looked at the end of the river where it merged into the main river.

Then they started muttering excitedly, as if they were confirming something with each other.

"?"

Jiang Xia was startled and tried to join the discussion: What's wrong?

The ghosts' range of perception of murderous aura and shikigami seemed to be wider than that of a living person, especially when they were downwind. In short, every time this kind of movement occurs, it means that he can discover a lot of good things.

He listened carefully and found that the ghosts seemed to be describing the taste of murderous aura. Jiang Xia vaguely caught a few words of praise: sour and sweet, and it must taste fresh and smooth.

Jiang Xia: "..." What?

Miyano Akemi probably ate it before her death, and was the first to describe the specific taste: borscht!

Matsuda Jinpei nodded in agreement.

"..." Borscht?

Jiang Xia's eyes lit up slightly when he thought of the taste of this soup: It sounded pretty good. It just so happens that the output of ice cream has increased recently and there are more desserts. Now let's adjust the meals with other flavors. He... well, the ghosts will definitely like it.

In addition, this unique murderous taste reminded Jiang Xia vaguely of something.

"Speaking of which, borscht is one of Russia's representative soups." Jiang Xia rushed to the abandoned building and couldn't help but follow the direction of the ghosts and look at the end of the river: ...If I remember correctly, I'm going to make it soon. The internationally wanted criminal who shot Kidd seems to be the Russian monster monk, a descendant of Rasputin.

Jiang Xia: "..." Is she on the other side of the river?

The new wanted criminal's attraction to Jiang Xia briefly exceeded that of the two detectives next to him.

After all, by now, the Osaka Castle case has almost been settled. As a diligent psychic with a large group of ghosts, it’s time to look forward optimistically and find the next criminal who can lose shikigami and murderous intent in advance...

…

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia's expression remained unchanged, but the mark on his heart became more solid than before.

When the three detectives passed by a hidden alley and continued to move forward. The shikigami flew out of the seal on Jiang Xia's heart, floated into the depths of the alley, and gradually piled up into two lumps of weakly solid puppet clay.

Then the clay lifted up silently and condensed into two human shapes.

Matsuda Jinpei and Xiaobai's puppets appeared in the alley.

This time, Jiang Xia himself has to go to the abandoned building to catch the murderer, so the puppets let the ghosts drive by themselves.

The two...the two ghosts looked at each other, remembered their respective divisions of labor, and quickly dispersed.

…

Although Xiaobai's clothes are also black, they are not black from head to toe like Matsuda Jinpei.

When he crosses the path he must take to get to where he wants to go. In the distance, Hattori Heizo suddenly noticed something and looked over there.

Seeing the "suspicious person" who appeared late at night, he was slightly startled: "..." So short. At a quick glance, he seems to be about the same height as the little boy with glasses who always plays detective games with Heiji... Could this be a first-grade elementary school student too?

"At this time, I am wandering alone on the street. I don't know which residential area I got lost here." He frowned, looked back at the police officers behind him, and picked out a man with a good face and no appearance. Someone who has dealt with a robbery gang said, "Go and take the person back to the police station, contact the parents, and don't alert the people around you."

The police officer nodded, broke away from the team, and quickly chased after him.

…

He chased Xiaobai for a while in the direction he left. After all, children have short legs and cannot run fast, and the alleys are deep and quiet at night. Not long after, the police officer felt he heard a series of children's footsteps.

He quickly rushed into the alley and looked around, but found no one.

The police officer clicked his tongue, scratched the back of his head in confusion, and muttered to himself: "It's strange, how can those short legs go so fast?"

"..."

In the shadow behind the scrapped light pole, a pair of eyes stared at him dimly.

Xiaobai silently clenched his small fists: You are the one with short legs!

Just then, a wild cat passed by on the wall.

Xiaobai glanced over there, thoughtfully: He just happened to have saved a lot of murderous snacks, and had a little energy to play... ahem, to use skills. And this time, the master of the psychic medium also opened up some permissions to facilitate their actions.

After thinking for a moment, Xiaobai waved his hand decisively: Forced kiss!

When ghosts are signed by a psychic, they have a chance to awaken some unique skills.

Xiaobai's skill is a bit strange. It can force a person to confess to another person next to him.

The more the two people who are using the skill are in love, the less murderous it will be when activated. Even as the ghost upgrades and the degree of love between the two people increases, it will be accompanied by certain actions or lines.

As skills are implemented.

The police officer who was searching Xiaobai looked at the wild cat standing elegantly on the mailbox, and an indescribable impulse gradually filled his eyes.

This tough guy who had gone through strict training blushed and said stutteringly: "Hey, hello, little kitten. It's so late, alone... uh, with a cat by yourself, how dangerous it is! Uncle gives you a gift Go home."

The wild cat glanced at him inexplicably, as if he couldn't figure out what this man was doing.

It flicked its tail and planned to leave. But the moment he turned around, a pair of hands suddenly picked it up from behind.

The policeman lowered his head and let out a sigh.

cat:"?!!"