Conan’s Corpse Picker

The Mumu Police Department noticed that several detectives were talking and immediately came over keenly.

Hearing Mouri Kogoro's speculation, he nodded with deep understanding: "I heard that Himuro performed well in prison, but now it seems that that guy was just acting out, without any intention of introspection - maybe he has already He did several cases secretly, so he got the stolen goods... huh? So, there are indeed some unsolved theft cases recently, could it be that he did it too? "

The former police officer from the Search Section 1 and his current superior looked at each other and nodded solemnly in tacit understanding. Mouri Kogoro and Megure Police Department looked at each other, and for a moment they seemed to have returned to the past.

Jiang Xia looked at the two people who cherished each other and said: "..." If Ireland could hear this, she would probably be very happy... Or is it that Ireland actually knows the gangsters' habit of hiding things, so they handle it with peace of mind?

He analyzed the thoughts of his colleagues one by one, guessing what kind of blind box this was.

Next to him, Conan saw that the two front-line criminal police officers who were often responsible for the aftermath were speaking the same words, and he was a little convinced: "This does make sense, but..."

Before he could ask the question behind "but", Mouri Kogoro's eyes were sharp and he punched him on the head: "I'm teaching Jiang Xia my experience. What are you eavesdropping on? It's a hundred years too early for you to solve the case. Go do your homework, little brat."

Conan: "..." Teach Jiang Xia his experience? The question was obviously asked by me, you just want to find an excuse to knock me out!

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Mouri Kogoro's knock.

Although his intuition still tells Conan that something is not quite right, there are too many details that usually make him feel that something is wrong, and when the clues are not connected in a chain, Conan often does not dwell on these issues, otherwise his every Every second of the day is filled with puzzles.

So in the end, Conan yawned and stopped thinking about this - anyway, Reiji Himuro had already run away, and even if there was a conspiracy, he had to be captured first before he could proceed to the next step.

It is obviously the job of the police to arrest an escaped prisoner. It's getting late, and it's time for the first-grade children to go back to rest - Conan didn't sleep well at all during the few days he went to Osaka. After finally coming back, he had to work overtime with Jiang Xia and the police all the time... He felt tired just thinking about it. Fortunately, the case was solved quickly today and it was not delayed until the next day.

Memu Police Department also sighed: "You actually let him run away, you cunning guy. Fortunately, the evidence compiled earlier is enough for a wanted man." He turned to look at Officer Takagi, "Go and contact this matter."

Gao Mushe nodded and devoted himself to the never-ending overtime work.

…

Searching for escaped criminals also has little to do with enthusiastic high school detectives.

Jiang Xia also quickly drove home in the police car.

After arriving home, he looked at the organization's dedicated machine and was a little surprised to find that the boss had not sent a message.

Jiang Xia: "..." Before, he thought that the mysterious "that adult" would also think that everything was Wuzuo's fault. He would give a few warnings, or it would be better to arrange an interview, so as to show the seriousness of his attitude. ...Unexpectedly, it seems that the other party has no such plan at present.

...It’s not that I can’t understand it. After all, he is the boss of a mysterious organization. If anyone could meet him, he would have been captured by the undercover agent who came first.

In addition, many cadres have the contact information of "that adult", and there are countless emergencies. The boss is probably not much less busy than Gin on weekdays. He probably doesn't have time to pay attention to these breaking news.

Jiang Xia casually looked through his mailbox. Although all the incoming emails had been cleared, the corresponding scene still existed in his mind.

Thinking of the message from the boss asking him to see a psychiatrist the day after tomorrow when he entered the base in the evening, Jiang Xia's mood improved again: Although he was not interviewed by the boss, it was a bit regretful. But looking on the bright side, the boss did not cancel the psychiatrist sent to him.

I don’t know what kind of doctor I will be preparing for this time.

Plus, if the doctor is lucky enough to survive...

Jiang Xia briefly fell into deep thought: He has no mental illness at all. If the doctor reported it truthfully, the boss wouldn't think that the doctor was threatened by Uzo. In my impression, the people in the organization always like to take the blame, and they will persecute Wu Zuo who is passing by innocently no matter what.

If you are really asked, it seems that you have to think about how to compile it in advance.

...Of course, if the doctor has done many evil things and committed many crimes, and some passerby comes forward to do justice for God, there will be no need to go to such trouble.

…

Since the boss seemed to have forgotten him, Jiang Xia didn't take the initiative to send a message.

He quickly put all the messy things in the organization behind him, started to concentrate on his work as a psychic, and took stock of his gains.

The biggest gain today is the fresh murderous smell of smoke.

Although the smell is not very pleasant to people other than smokers, it is still a brand new high-end murderous gas.

Jiang Xia tore off a strand from the mass of murderous aura, melted it into the ghost mint, rolled it up, held the cigarette, and hung it in front of the Matsuda formation.

The adult ghost looks very calm, but in fact, wherever the ghost mint moves, its eyes under the sunglasses will follow.

It was quite fun to tease ghosts, but considering that Matsuda Jinpei had unintentionally accomplished something by opening his mouth today, Jiang Xia didn't play for too long. He lit the cigarette-flavored ghost mint and put it on the ashtray.

Matsuda Jinpei floated over reservedly, picked up the cigarette and took a long puff, with a leisurely expression: when the master of the psychic originally contracted it, he drew so many cakes for it, and now he has finally realized one. It seems that as long as you can endure it for a long time, victory is in sight.

Jiang Xia watched for a moment, stretched out his hand to grab a wisp of smoke and tasted it. He quickly frowned slightly and felt that the taste was not very good.

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei. The Q version of the smoker noticed his gaze and raised his hand to give a thumbs up. He looked very satisfied: the taste was mellow.

"..." Jiang Xia stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into the human fish, "Why do you still have a craving for cigarettes after becoming a ghost?"

Matsuda Jinpei exhaled a puff of smoke comfortably and glanced sideways: How can a little kid understand the beauty of tobacco and alcohol?

It wanted to respond like this.

But after a while, reason made him hold back his words, and he just shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Next to him, Xiaobai looked at Jiang Xia, then at the smoke in front of the Matsuda formation, and approached curiously.

As soon as he took a step forward, his parents held it down and shook their heads, not seeming to agree.

The mermaid curiously took a sip of the cigarette Jiang Xia had just given her, choked and coughed, and threw the cigarette away in disgust.