Conan’s Corpse Picker

Okiya Subaru: "..." Forget it, let's just drink what he brought. Fortunately, he was prepared...

With this in mind, Subaru Okiya unzipped his jacket, reached into his pocket furtively, and took out a sealed water cup.

If you look closely, you will see that there is a small combination lock on the rim of the cup. The water cup cannot be opened without entering the correct password.

This kind of cup with a lock is not common on the market. After Okiya Subaru learned that he was going to run away, he bought the materials and modified it himself.

The water was put into the cup after I saw countless people drinking it from the same source.

Although he had taken a nap just now, his sleep was not very deep.

No one could take the cup from his arms without alarming him. No one could crack the code on his cup without raising an alarm. The water here is absolutely safe.

…

Subaru Okiya opened it and took a few sips. The clear water dispelled the shadow of the nightmare. He breathed out a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to put the cup lid back on, before he could get it right, the plane was suddenly bumped by the airflow, and the cup lid knocked against the edge and fell from his hand.

Okiya Subaru hurriedly went to pick it up. At this moment, the person sitting next to him stretched out his hand, caught it easily, and handed the lid back to him.

"Thank you." The moment Subaru received the lid of the cup, he suddenly froze.

——In order to prevent the disguise on his face from being discovered after being in close contact for too long, the FBI bought the ticket of the person sitting next to him.

In other words, the seat next to him should have been empty.

A chill suddenly ran down Okiya Subaru's spine.

He turned his head quickly and saw a man in a black suit sitting next to him in the dim light. He looked at him with dark eyes through sunglasses and said politely: "You're welcome."

"?!!"

Okiya Subaru's mind went blank, all kinds of information conflicts exploded, and he temporarily lost the ability to think.

He stood up and seemed to want to run, but looking at the closed plane, he didn't know where to run.

In a daze, Uzuo folded his hands and held his chin, supporting the folding board, and looked up at him as if he were watching a show.

Then he suddenly spoke softly: "You know, peripheral members like you should remember to report to your superiors when traveling far away, otherwise you will easily encounter various emergencies.

"It's not just the one at the airport - if you pay attention, you'll realize that the outside world is full of dangers.

"Like now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Okiya Subaru suddenly felt dizzy.

It's not because of fear, but more like a physiological reason... The water just now, wait, is the water poisonous? !

"..." But how is this possible? ? After the water is put in, it never leaves the body, unless...

Unless it was poisoned the moment it was put in?

But why are others okay? !

The nightmare that had reappeared countless times turned out to be a terrifying reality.

There is only one small change - the poisoner was not some bewitched stewardess, but Uzo himself.

...even more nightmare.

Before Subaru Okiya could savor the last moment of his life, he lost consciousness and fell forward.

Uzo raised his hand and pushed him back into his seat. He also took off the water glass he was holding and fastened it again slowly.

When my eyes are getting dark. Okiya Subaru vaguely heard a frightened scream: "Ah——!!!"

Having lived in Tokyo for many years, even in this state, he could tell it immediately - it was the scream that ordinary people would make when they saw a corpse.

Perhaps because as life goes by, hearing gradually disappears, and the voice seems far away.

Okiya Subaru: "..." He actually died on the plane, and Uzo was actually on this plane. This... this is different from what the FBI ace said! !

Finally, a certain graduate student closed his eyes without feeling at all peaceful.

Next to him, Jiang Xia drove the Uzo puppet and threw the water glass back into his little brother's arms. He nodded happily and murmured to the ghosts following the contract: "The results are good. If you suddenly experience such an incident, you will probably kill in self-defense..."

……Um?

What about murderous intent?

How not?

Jiang Xia: "..." Impossible!

Even passers-by will show a little bit of murderous intent when they are on the verge of death. This method works very well for vodka. Although the quantity is not large, it can squeeze out a few strands, but this time...

Reluctantly, he searched nearby.

At this time, he suddenly found that the dry cat was stepping on something and playing with it curiously.

"!"

Jiang Xia had quick hands and eyes, and picked up the cat with two fingers.

Then I was pleased to find that there was actually a bit of soft murderous aura in its two claws.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the taste of marshmallows, fluffy and sweet, as fresh as just out of the pan.

"..." Jiang Xia thought thoughtfully:... Okiya Subaru and Vodka are actually quite similar. Could it be that for these people who are not prone to murderous intent, their murderous intent comes from the taste of desserts?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but glance towards the front row, looking in the direction of Hui Yuan Ai and Mao Lilan from a distance.

Eighty or nine meters away. A little girl with sensitive senses suddenly woke up from her dream and shivered.

Hui Yuan Ai looked around suspiciously, then carefully pulled up the blanket, covering less than half of his face, and huddled inside the blanket.

…

Back row.

Jiang Xia just thought about it casually. After all, there were actually many people with few murderous intentions around him. Being distracted like this, he didn't have any thoughts against anyone, he was just equally curious about all the murderous auras with unknown tastes.

Soon, Jiang Xia's attention returned to the ready-made marshmallow-smelling murderous aura in front of her.

This kind of murderous aura is really very rare. The ghost fetus of the Ganfan Cat is only the size of a coin, and this murderous aura placed in front of it is just a small toy. If the cat hadn't been playing just now, Jiang Xia would have barely noticed the murderous intent.

Jiang Xia: "..." Fortunately, there is also Akai Shuichi.

I have to find a way to get some more varied murderous aura from Akai Shuichi as a lead. With this, any rare murderous aura can be successfully reproduced.

However, perhaps because Gin shot Miyano Akemi, he had too much hatred for Akai Shuichi. When he is not doing anything, Akai Shuichi always smells murderous like gin.

If you want to capture that ever-changing murderous aura, you have to pay attention to your operations.

While Jiang Xia was thinking, he handed the rare marshmallow murderous aura to Miyano Akemi, who seemed the most reliable.

The moment he let go, he suddenly remembered that female ghosts seemed to prefer sweets. Jiang Xia took out the murderous aura from her arms again and put it on the foggy dog, so that it could escort this precious murderous aura back to the body not far away to avoid being accidentally played outside by the ghosts.

Afterwards, Jiang Xia turned around and glanced at Okiya Subaru, who was sleeping on the seat, and focused on the back of his hands.

The skin there is smooth and no pinholes can be seen.

Jiang Xia: "..." As expected, it is the anesthetic needle produced by Dr. Ali. It works very quickly and leaves no trace when piercing people... From this point of view, Uncle Maori's treatment is not particularly bad?