Conan’s Corpse Picker

Gin: "..." I didn't expect Uzo to be so thoughtful and meticulous in the finishing work. I said I was going to take care of these two tasks, and I really did it, and handled it better than the professionals.

...My own vision is indeed good.

…

As a hard-working killer who has been responsible for processing organization members into corpses all year round, Gin quickly figured out the fastest way to deal with them:

"These people should be the leader of the tour group, who recruited people to carry a thousand golden gourds. Since they have to transport heavy objects, there must be a car. They are hiding in the abandoned building and are preparing to intercept and kill the people who go to the building. That car It’s vacant.”

Vodka: "..." Although a bunch of cases sounded a bit troublesome, after all, the things were related to the big brother and Uzo whom he knew best, and he actually understood the plan immediately.

Vodka began to think without permission: Since Uzo wanted this mini armed gang to take the blame for the organization, then this gang would definitely not be caught alive by the police.

I am afraid that later, they will flee in a car in a hurry for some reason. According to Uzo's hobbies, there might be a scene of life and death at an astonishing speed.

Vodka: "..." There will be a car accident on the road and everyone will be killed. Things must be very reasonable. At that time, if they use some tricks on their personal information to make the police think that the criminal gang is divided internally and each wants to kill the other, but accidentally gets poisoned himself, and eventually all members are killed, then the case can be closed.

At this time, Ginjiu suddenly remembered something: "Where is Qiancheng Laozuo?"

Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while, typed on the keyboard for a while, and showed them the phone screen:

[Not in the hands of that gang]

"..."

There was dead silence.

In the silence, Vodka glanced at the silent elder brother and understood.

There is no need for Big Brother to ask about this kind of financial issue that smells like copper.

The importance of the younger brother is reflected at this time.

Vodka then cleared his throat and asked, "Just tell me where it is."

There was another sound of tapping on the phone keyboard.

Then Matsuda Jinpei turned over his phone, and a few words were written on the screen: [The time has not come yet]

Click——

Gin's gun was pressed against his head.

After a moment, he noticed the subtle changes in Xitu's expression. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he snorted coldly and put down the gun.

Gin: "..." Why are you venting your anger on this guy? It's just Uzo's microphone.

People don't have to worry about things that have no thoughts.

He turned to look at Vodka, who was secretly watching the show next to him, with murderous intent emerging: "Why don't you go quickly?"

"..." Vodka also directed a murderous aura towards Matsuda Jinpei and the dry rice cat watching the show next to him, and then looked away humbly, "I'm leaving right now."

He silently followed the address given by Matsuda Jinpei just now and headed to the abandoned building to find the cars of those unlucky guys.

Vodka is actually very good at this. After all, he is often responsible for cleaning up, and explosion is undoubtedly one of the convenient ways to clean up.

…

the other side.

Xiaobai took a shortcut through the alley, figured out the direction, and walked quickly to somewhere.

——At the bridge just now, Jiang Xia actually sent out more than one transmitter.

In addition to installing a transmitter on the murderer of the Castle Tower serial murder case, Jiang Xia also installed a transmitter on the murderer's target, the leader of the armed gang.

Just considering the other party's level of alertness, he installed not a physical transmitter, but a hard-working foggy dog.

The foggy dog ​​has now gradually become an expert in tracking. Not only can it hold the target firmly to prevent it from falling, but it can also work hard to enhance its own sense of existence so that it can be clearly sensed.

…

Xiaobai followed the position of his companions and successfully found his target.

He raised his hand to adjust the hood on his head.

With more murderous aura and shikigami, you can slightly adjust the accessories and even styles of clothes. Xiaobai's clothes now are subtly different from when they first appeared.

In this rich night, let alone Gin's face, he couldn't recognize it. It would be difficult for other unfamiliar people to recognize that he was the "dead" child who was folded and stuffed into the bag by Uzuo - that is to say, even if the next two organization cadres saw him, or from If others had heard of him, they would only think that the master of the psychic medium had got a new unlucky child to use as a pawn.

Xiaobai quietly hid in the shadows at the corner of the alley, and soon heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

…

Yuhiro Zaiya, also known as "Tokugawa Ieyasu", was on his way to an appointment in an abandoned building.

He looked at the road that was getting more and more out of the way and snorted: It seems that the "lord" who asked him to go there didn't intend to hand over thousands of pieces of information easily - maybe that person had discovered clues to the treasure, but he just didn't want to. I was not willing to share it with the members of the tour group, so I chose such a remote place to silence them. After all, if there is one less person, the treasure will be more.

Unfortunately……

Yuhiro Haowu laughed sinisterly: When it comes to being a gangster, that young man is not qualified - Yuhiro Haowu is the professional.

He wants them all, a thousand golden gourds.

I am imagining how to spend the rest of my life in luxury after getting the treasure I have longed for. At this time, something suddenly jumped out of the alley next to him, hit him, and quickly disappeared into the alley on the other side.

"?!" Zaowu Youhong turned his head alertly, only to see a figure quickly moving away. There was something weird about that shadow, shorter than he expected.

He glanced warily and doubtfully, sizing up the dark alley where it was easy to set up an ambush. He did not chase after him, but just held the gun vigilantly.

With such a hold, Zaowu Youhong was suddenly stunned.

"..." There was actually a note next to the gun handle. I don’t know when it was stuffed.

He frowned and took out the note, looking at it in the dim light.

There were two crooked lines on it, as if they had been deliberately covered up in the notes:

[You are being targeted by the police

Run]

There is also an extremely simple but informative diagram below.

It actually marked the location of the ruined house Yuhiro, the location of the abandoned building and the boys nearby, the location of the detective who was coming... and the locations of the two teams of police.

Yuhiro Zaiya looked at this picture and felt a chill pouring from the soles of his feet: On the one hand, he was horrified that the police had been waiting to catch him, but on the other hand, he was also surprised who could get such level of information - - It was as if a pair of invisible eyes were looking down at the ground coldly from the sky, taking in all the people running around in this neighborhood.

Yuhiro Shiwu shivered in the cold rain, but he quickly woke up with an angry groan: he was just pretending to be a ghost.

I also thought too much. There must be a mole in the police. That person wanted to stir up the troubled water and get a piece of the pie.