Conan’s Corpse Picker

Ginjiu really didn't think about it. He didn't think Jiang Xia was so famous.

But it is undeniable that the situation mentioned by Jiang Xia is indeed possible.

Gin didn't force it. He looked at Vodka and said, "Come on."

…

Vodka is very obedient and does whatever he is told. He dialed as an insurance salesman and the call was quickly connected.

Vodka has done similar tasks before, and has long memorized a set of rhetoric. The insurance content he provided is also quite advantageous.

Professor Hirota listened to a few words and was actually a little moved, so he made an appointment for him to come to the door.

…

"Brother, it's done."

Vodka hung up the phone and was about to report the details to Ginjiu, but suddenly he saw that Ginjiu's expression was not very good.

Gin stared at the reflector with an unpredictable expression: "The Toyota behind us has been following us for three intersections."

Vodka perked up: He knows this better!

He turned the steering wheel skillfully, and the Porsche suddenly jumped to the side and suddenly turned into a side road.

Jiang Xia was secretly sizing up Gin Jiu's soaring murderous aura when he was almost thrown away by such a sudden attack. He grabbed the seat belt and steadied himself.

Then I saw Vodka holding the steering wheel and performing a series of smooth snake-skin operations.

…

After twisting and turning for a while, the black Porsche suddenly turned into a small road and stopped.

——According to Vodka's calculations, after such a pursuit, he could turn defense into offense and block the car trying to track them in this remote corner, so that he could silence or question them.

However, as soon as the car stopped, he was about to pull out his gun and get out of the car aggressively, but he saw that the dead end in front of him was empty, and there was no trace of the "tracker" at all.

"..."

Vodka looked around: "Brother..."

Gin said nothing and looked around from under the brim of his hat.

After a while, no one came over, so he blew out a puff of smoke and said calmly: "Let's go."

…

The car drives off again.

The two men in black looked very skilled and did not feel embarrassed about fighting against the air. They may have experienced similar things countless times.

Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, and reluctantly expressed his understanding: If you weren't more suspicious, Gin Jiu might have been arrested by groups of undercovers.

So he pretended that nothing happened: Speaking of which, the car key that Bai Cangyang picked up just now happened to belong to a Honda.

The Honda that was "following them" must have just happened to be along the way.

…

Vodka showed off his driving skills but failed to catch anyone.

As he continued to head to Professor Hirota's house, he was a little more cautious than before, but he didn't find any other "trackers" along the way.

The three of them successfully arrived near Professor Hirota's house.

As soon as I arrived at the street corner, before I could get closer, I suddenly saw someone carrying a large bag of things walking out of Hirota Masami's house. Then walked away quickly along the street.

——This person is Bai Cangyang.

…

Bai Cangyang recently received an invitation from a column with the theme "The Surprising Side of Models" and he needed to provide a photo that fit the theme.

Bai Cangyang thought about it over and over, and finally remembered that when he was in college, he once took a photo of a woman wearing heavy makeup. So I wrote to Professor Hirota and wanted to borrow the photo.

But Grandpa Guangtian’s reply to him was not a photo of women dressed in clothes, but a photo of Bai Cangyang’s previous ID, and he suggested straightforwardly:

[I can’t find that photo, so why not use this one? This is your true face. I still have a backup here. Do you need me to send it to the column team for you? ]

Bai Cangyang had plastic surgery before. This is the dark history he tried so hard to hide.

At this time, when he saw Professor Hirota's letter, he suddenly felt guilty and thought he was being threatened. So he came here in person tonight, and couldn't help but knock Hirota Masami to death with a vase during the conversation.

…

Late night on the street.

Bai Cangyang knew nothing about the gaze from the darkness. He was carrying all the disks he had found from Professor Hirota's house. As he walked, he took a wet wipe and wiped his forearm heavily. He also lowered his head to look at his trouser legs and soles from time to time, for fear that there would be blood stains on them.

Jiang Xia was sitting in Gin's car. As soon as he looked over, his eyes fell precisely on the fresh shikigami on Bai Cangyang's legs.

He was about to get out of the car to pick up ghosts, and by the way, he took back the information in Bai Cangyang's hands, taking into account both public and private matters.

But at this moment, Gin next to him loaded the gun and pointed the gun at him.

His voice was cold: "This is the person who talked to you near the station just now."

——It’s such a coincidence. Their target tonight was Hirota Masami, and Jiang Xia had contact with Shiro Cangyang on the front foot, and Shira Cangyang came here to kill the target on the back foot.

Gin Jiu looked at Jiang Xia with cold eyes: "Do you know our plan for today in advance?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xia had already gotten used to Ginjiu's behavior of pointing guns at people all day long when he was working - even if he just said hello, Ginjiu would secretly point his gun at people. People, let alone when in doubt.

He adapted well and said calmly: "I just felt that his mentality was very tight, very much like the kind of person who was hesitant on the edge of the baseline, so I took advantage of the situation and helped him."