Conan’s Corpse Picker

It seems that the person involved and Subaru Okiya are not the only ones paying attention to these two cases.

In the distance, in a room in the riverside mansion. A woman sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the TV opposite.

The dark golden curtains drooped thickly, and the light of the setting sun slanted in through the gaps, falling on the end of the woman's hair, giving the long, light-colored hair a hint of orange that symbolized vitality.

At this time, a little-known station was on the screen, which was broadcasting news about a Goth Loli murder case. Although many scenes could not be captured, the final scenes of solving the case in one go were captured by the quick reporter. Recorded.

Chief Superintendent Lotta looked across the screen at the young detective surrounded by reporters, but his eyes seemed to pass through him and fall on another person.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "It's really similar."

"What does it look like?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with eyebrows somewhat similar to Chief Superintendent Lotta, but slightly older, walked in.

Lotta picked up the remote control beside her, turned off the TV, frowned and looked at the person who had just entered the door: "Grace, I told you to knock on the door when entering my room."

Chief Superintendent Lotta, who had met the Tokyo group on the plane, had already changed out of his straight uniform. She casually wore a nightgown, and her high bun was untied and draped over her shoulders, which made her look more than half her age. Her affluent life had allowed her to take good care of herself. When she didn't deliberately make an expression, her face was There is no wrinkle at all, like a girl with a majestic aura.

The woman she called "Grace" quickly glanced around the room when she entered. It wasn't that she was deliberately spying on anything, it was just a habit that had been developed for a long time.

So even though the TV turned off quickly, she caught a glimpse of the conspicuous young man with dark hair on the screen.

Combined with Chief Superintendent Lotta's previous self-talk, Grace vaguely felt that she understood something. She smiled and said:

"It does look a bit like him when he was young. I said, you are really deeply in love. How come you still haven't forgotten that guy after so many years."

She walked to the window and closed the gap in the curtains. Then he returned to the bed, sat next to Lotta, and raised his arms to hug his sister affectionately:

"I remember at a party when I was 16, you clearly said you only liked career-minded men, and even after getting drunk, you scolded the sweethearts hanging around as 'wastes' and told them to spend more time pretending to be gentlemen. Read a book - but now, your standards for looking at men seem to have changed a lot."

Although she said it more tactfully, Chief Superintendent Luota still heard it: her sister was calling Jiang Xia Longping a loser.

Her face darkened: "You don't know him. He is a real hero, but he didn't wait until his time."

"..."

Grace looked at her carefully, and then she was very surprised to find that when her sister said this, her tone and expression were very serious, and she really felt from the bottom of her heart that Jiang Xia Longping was a so-called "career-oriented man."

She hesitated to speak, but in the end she couldn't hold it back and spoke warmly:

"To be honest, I really doubt whether he was working seriously. In fact, I asked specifically before. He always said that he had some mysterious long-term plan, but in fact, until his death, there was not much progress in that 'plan' . Even if there were some usable connections later, they were not used because of the so-called 'pursuit of greater development' - if Cappe hadn't been deceived by his lavish plan, I would have put him..."

Halfway through Grace's words, her voice gradually dropped.

She met her sister's gloomy look and curled her short hair hanging at the temples in embarrassment: "Well, you wouldn't scold your dear sister for that kind of guy, tell me you wouldn't."

As she spoke, she leaned forward and kissed Lotta on the cheek.

"I won't." My sister did not give a disappointing answer.

Lotta really doesn't like to curse. But soon, she pushed away Grace who was hanging on her body, stood up with a cold face, refused to continue chatting with her sister with her actions, and strode out of the room.

"..."

Grace sighed at the empty room and murmured in a low voice: "But what I told is obviously the truth... Is it really because I had too little contact with that guy and didn't know him well enough?"

She saw the remote control thrown aside, picked it up and pressed it.

The TV turned back on, but the news had finished broadcasting. Now the screen was talking about a pigeon stuck in the window frame of the church and how people rescued it.

Grace clicked her tongue, turned off the TV out of boredom, and turned to look out the door.

My sister hates going out and rarely leaves London, but this time she actually ran from England to Tokyo. In order to adjust her work and make other preparations, she really spent a lot of effort on this trip.

Although her sister didn't say what she was going to do, Grace guessed that she was probably going to confirm whether Jiang Xia Longping was really dead.

"Judging from her current state of mind, she is probably dead."

Grace rubbed her hair helplessly: "Why didn't you ask me before you go? Our investigation has already confirmed that he is dead, so we have to make this trip in vain... Oh, terrible love brain, before Why haven’t we found out that we still have this gene in our family?”

Although she was still brooding about some past events, Grace soon shook her head:

Whether it's a hero whose plan failed to come to fruition or a thief who took advantage of the funds, now that everyone is dead, there seems to be no point in continuing to struggle... Let's just regard Jiang Xia Longping as an underdeveloped hero.

Grace: "..." And even if you want to conclude that he is a fish monster, it seems to be very difficult - because according to her observation, on the matter of Jiang Xia Longping, people who hold the same opinion as Lotta actually do not agree with each other. Not too little.

After thinking about it, Grace couldn't help but sigh in confusion and muttered in her heart: "Is that guy really so charming? He obviously looks... Well, okay, he only looks good. But he obviously hasn't accomplished anything. come out.

"Are they too far-sighted and saw a bright side that I couldn't see, or were they simply confused?"

As she spoke, Grace took out her phone and looked at the news that had been urgently sorted out not long ago.

As she turned page by page, her blue eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise that was difficult to conceal:

"I didn't expect that Jiang Xia Longping's son is quite promising, but his promising direction seems to be wrong... How did he become a detective, or a famous detective who is famous throughout the country for his sunshine and justice? Is this different from his father's flashy plan? The book is completely different.”