Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1375 1375 [Resurrection from the Dead II]

A sudden knock on the door at night made the photographer startled and became alert.

He walked to the door and carefully looked out through the peephole. Then he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Unlike the expected visitor, the one who knocked on the door was actually a woman.

"Pu Si Qinglan?" The photographer touched his chin, a little confused.

But soon, he understood the other party's intention - it must be for the ring. When the female scholar saw the ring, her eyes shone.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman are alone, and the other person still wants something from me... As he thought about it, the photographer's eyes lit up: Could he have a good affair tonight?

Although he didn't intend to hand over the ring, he still opened the door and showed a handsome smile: "You..."

A gun was raised and pointed at his right eye, with a slim silencer on the muzzle.

"...Wait! Is there some misunderstanding?" The photographer did not expect that the person outside the door had a gun in his hand. His face turned pale and he suddenly shouted, "Help...!!"

boom--!

Blood splattered and smoke filled the room. Pu Siqinglan laughed coldly: "It's really thanks to you that you don't fit in with others and chose such a remote room, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use my gun."

In fact, this person was not originally on her hit list.

However, before, the photographer held up the camera and shot unexpectedly in every room. At that time, Pu Siqinglan did not expect that anyone on the ship would be so bored, so she accidentally got a photo of her ancestors placed on the TV cabinet taken by a photographer.

——When Jiang Xia and Conan came to Pu Si Qinglan’s room, the photo frame was facing away from the door. But when the photographer went there, the photo was still facing out.

Therefore, the face of "Monk" Rasputin was probably clearly captured in Samkawa Ryu's camera. Pu Siqinglan was worried that this clue would expose her identity as "Shi Kaobing", so she became a little murderous.

Later, the photographer showed off the antique ring around his neck. This is even more fascinating. Without much thought, Pu Siqinglan put this person on the must-kill list.

It was much smoother than killing Jiang Xia.

While she was thinking this, she reached out to the neck of the photographer's body, trying to take something off.

However, when I went down, I caught nothing.

Pu Siqinglan was stunned: when she looked carefully, she saw that the photographer's neck was empty, and he was not wearing the ring like before.

"...Tsk, this is really troublesome. If I had known this, I should have confirmed the location of the ring and necklace before killing him." Pu Siqinglan scratched her hair impatiently.

She has a bit of a careless personality, but most of the time she can bulldoze everything with guns and force, so she always does things very neatly.

But ever since she set her sights on the "Egg of Memories" and came here some time ago, Shi Kaobing has always felt that she is in bad luck all the time, and it seems that nothing will develop like in her script.

Pu Siqinglan: "..." But now that everyone is dead, it is useless to regret it.

She looked at her watch and was glad that she didn't waste too much time in Jiang Xia. Then she walked into the house, closed the door behind her back, and squatted down to search the deceased's pockets.

With no results, Pu Si Qinglan went straight to the bedside table.

——The room is only so big, where can a ring be hidden?

Maybe it was just that the photographer was resting alone in the room. He felt that wearing something was in the way, so he took it off and put it next to him.

…

However, when I got to the bedside table, I saw there was no ring there at all.

I searched around the tabletop, the bathroom, the rim of the sink, the suitcase, the spare coat, and found nothing.

Pu Siqinglan gritted her teeth and couldn't help but kick the corpse angrily: both of them had caused her so much trouble, she just wanted to get back the treasure that belonged to Rasputin... Where was the ring hidden? where? !

...She didn’t believe she couldn’t find it today!

…

On the other side, in a room.

Jiang Xia packed up the raincoat and wet clothes and threw them to the mermaid, asking her to find a place to dispose of them. These clothes are all common brands on the market, and there is no blood or any other suspicious liquid on them. Even if they are discovered in the future, they will at best be just a piece of garbage thrown in the wrong place.

He went to the bathroom to wash off the seawater on his body, quickly dried his hair, then rummaged through the suitcase and pulled out a set of identical clothes.

——While Shi Kaobing was preparing potassium cyanide, Jiang Xia and his vest were not completely idle.

Jiang Xia changed her clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at herself reflected in the mirror.

Looking at it this way, there was almost no difference between him and ten minutes ago. It was as if the sudden murder had never happened. Or maybe what is standing here is an undead spirit that cannot be killed.

Jiang Xia couldn't help but become distracted as she thought about it.

——I don’t know how much the murderous aura can expand this time.

When he thought of Pu Si Qinglan, he couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation in his heart: What a bowl... What a good person who can bring happiness to others.

…

After tidying up the room, I took a quick nap.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Xia suddenly heard a knocking on the door.

It was not his room door that was knocked.

He first asked the ghost to go out and explore the road, and found that Pu Siqinglan was not outside. Jiang Xia then opened the door and walked out following the sound.

When I looked around the corner, I saw Secretary Nishino knocking on Chairman Suzuki's door in another corridor.

Just at this time, Suzuki Shiro pushed the door open and walked out.

Secretary Nishino said in a panic: "Mr. Hanchuan, Mr. Hanchuan is dead!"

Jiang Xia: "..." As the secretary of the Suzuki family, he was so panicked when he saw a murder case. He needs to be tempered.

But if you think about it carefully, in this family, murder cases seem to revolve around Suzuki Sonoko, and Suzuki Sonoko's sister occasionally comes into contact with some murder cases. But next to Suzuki's parents, murders rarely occur... Well, luckily the lovely Suzuki classmate didn't inherit this.

As they watched, Suzuki Shiro and Secretary Nishino were already running quickly towards the room where photographer Samkawa Ryu was.

The corner where Jiang Xia was was the only way to go. When the two sides suddenly met, Secretary Nishino and Suzuki Shiro were both startled.

After a moment, Suzuki Shiro stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Xia, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is a detective."

"What happened?"

"Dad? Where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

In the nearby room, Conan, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko also heard the noise. The two soon joined the rush to the scene, running all the way to the photographer's room.

…

The door to the room was wide open.

Looking inside, he saw the photographer lying on his back at the door, his head tilted to one side, and his right eye was a black blood hole.