Conan’s Corpse Picker

Suddenly realizing this, Conan silently closed his mouth and broke out in a cold sweat.

——Although Xiaolan has no experience as a detective, perhaps it is the legendary "woman's intuition". Every now and then, she will suspect that "Conan" is related to the missing "Kudo Shinichi", and even Conan is Kudo Shinichi himself.

Conan hid the black organization and his shrinkage from Mao Lilan, initially for the sake of her safety - for Mao Lilan, who is as pure as a piece of white paper, knowing the organization hidden deep in the shadows is really a big deal. A very dangerous thing. In addition, the wise and powerful Kudo Shinichi failed to follow him and was knocked unconscious by Gin Ichi. This sounded so embarrassing that Conan subconsciously did not want to elaborate.

And now, Conan refuses to say that he is "Kudo Shinichi", and gradually there is another reason - it would be okay if he confessed from the beginning, but now he has concealed it for so long, and suddenly the matter of "Conan = Kudo Shinichi" has been revealed Exposed to Mao Lilan... He really didn't want Mao Lilan to accidentally commit manslaughter or something after knowing the truth, and he didn't want to be hospitalized.

Conan: "..." In short, in this case, it would be terrible if it were revealed that his birthday was the same as Kudo Shinichi's.

Even if this is not conclusive evidence... But Xiaolan is not a detective or the police. She wants any evidence to find out the truth.

…

Thinking of what would happen then, Conan shuddered silently, turned his head and looked at Jiang Xia gratefully, and nodded towards this reliable and good neighbor.

Jiang Xia looked back and seemed to understand what he was thinking. She raised her hand and patted his shoulder. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak: Don't worry, your life shouldn't end here. You have more important things to do - such as living happily in Tokyo, or traveling from time to time to relax.

…

A group of people seemed to be in harmony, but in fact they chatted for a while with their own thoughts.

Blink to dusk.

Pu Siqinglan looked out the window, looking at the obviously changed sky, and breathed a sigh of relief silently: just endure it a little longer and stay up until dark - according to the itinerary, they must spend the night on the boat tonight. When it gets dark, it's the best time to silence and dispose of the body.

After tonight, Jiang Xia will stay in this water forever.

Thinking of this, Pu Si Qinglan couldn't help but feel comfortable all over.

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Jiang Xia walked over and opened the door, and saw the elegant-looking secretary Nishino standing outside the door.

The secretary with squinted eyes pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "The scenery on the deck is just right at this time. Mr. Suzuki asked me to ask if you would like to go over and enjoy the scenery."

…

It just so happened that a group of people had been chatting for a long time, and there was nothing to continue talking about in a short time.

So they quickly reached an agreement, got up and walked into the corridor, preparing to go to the deck.

The moment I opened and closed the door, sunlight slanted in from the window. On the top of the corridor, a black decorative nail reflected the faint light silently.

The camera, which is only a few millimeters in diameter, clearly captures the scene in the corridor.

Its image was projected on the screen of a laptop computer from a considerable distance away. The dim screen reflected Vodka's face.

Vodka looked at the harmonious scene on the surveillance screen, picked up the cold bento next to him, took a bite, and silently let out a disdainful snort.

It is not difficult to guess Chairman Suzuki's itinerary - last night when Jiang Xia was sleeping comfortably in his room and counting his murderous intent, Vodka went out overnight, quietly made corresponding arrangements on the ship, and installed his electronic "eyes".

Although the matter regarding "Shi Kaobing" has been taken care of by Wu Zuo in name. But this is just a word - if you really let go and leave everything to the reliable Uzo... Bah! This guy Uzo himself has nothing to do with being "reliable", so you can really rest assured that there is something wrong with him!

Vodka sighed silently:

Normally, forget it. But recently, Brother Gin seems to be more relaxed because of the boss's extra care.

So he decided to keep an eye on whatever he could. By the way, let’s secretly observe how Uzo got his target to take the bait when he was in action - although the strong man’s pride prevented Ginjiu from asking Jiang Xia directly about this matter, but to say he wasn’t curious... that’s really not the case. Too likely.

Tracking is always a boring thing. Although it was Gin who issued this order, when it was actually implemented, the problem fell on Vodka.

As Vodka was thinking about it, he couldn't help but yawn at the computer screen: Although the word "Uzo" itself was a powerful source of stimulation that directly hit his survival instinct. But after all, Jiang Xia cannot cause trouble every minute. It's even the opposite - after such a peek, Vodka discovered that most of the time, Uzo looks like a normal, bored high school student. We can only get a glimpse of him from the occasional changes in his eyes and the gentle gaze he gives to Shi Kaobing. The terrible bad water in my heart.

"This job is really annoying. Even if Uzo hasn't done anything yet, just looking at him, I feel like everything is wrong." Vodka mentally compared the feeling of "normal people seeing a giant cockroach" and nodded affirmatively. : Yes, that’s the feeling.

"It's better to trade with those vicious guys. At least if they kill them with one shot when they make any changes, it can still be considered as a performance. But if Uzo makes any changes... tsk."

I was mentally cursing the bastard who caused me to work overtime.

At this time, under surveillance, Jiang Xia, who was heading to the deck with the others, suddenly turned his head and looked towards the surveillance camera.

Across the screen, the two suddenly looked at each other. Vodka felt a thump in his heart, as if someone poured a bucket of ice water on his head, and he instinctively held his breath.

After a moment, he realized that there was no way Uzo could see him through the camera.

Even if he saw it, it would be impossible for him to climb out of the computer from such a distance.

After confirming this, Vodka let out a calm snort again. He cleared his throat, adjusted his sitting posture, picked up tons of coffee next to him and finished it, then looked at the screen leisurely with an attitude of taking control of everything.

I couldn't help but tell myself: coincidence, this must be a coincidence.

Even if Uzo was really powerful enough to be able to read minds, it would be impossible for him to see himself - a qualified member of the black organization, who would never let any unplanned camera appear around him!

Vodka looked at the camera on his laptop that had been physically covered all year round, as well as the surrounding environment that he had checked several times before, and finally calmed down.

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Among the Suzuki family yachts.

Jiang Xia always felt that when he opened and closed the door just now, the reflectivity of one decorative nail on the roof was different from the others, so he turned around and took a second look.

After pondering for a moment, he looked away and continued to the deck, as if nothing had happened just now.