Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1601 1601 [Go dark, God of Death] Please vote for me

Chapter 1601 1601 [Go dark, God of Death] Please vote for me (づど)

When Jiang Xia drove the cat and found a place.

"Uzo" and his secretary, who were responsible for concocting the love letters, had initially completed the work.

Matsuda Jinping straightened up and looked at the piece of paper in front of him with satisfaction, which had a lot of simple drawings on it. He high-fived the fellow sufferer Q-version Miss Spider beside him to celebrate that he had passed through another strange mission.

At this time, they suddenly felt something. They raised their heads and looked to the side, and saw a black cat with only four white claws, strolling towards them.

When Matsuda Jinpei saw the cat walking boredly and stepping on the dead leaves passing by, making a clicking sound without being frightened, he knew that there was now a fake cat in the shell.

When the calm cat came closer, it picked up the love letter that had been written for a long time and unfolded it for Jiang Xia to read.

The black cat jumped up on the wall, lowered his head to review the gorgeous love letter. After a moment, he raised his paw and touched his chin, lost in thought: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei felt the subtle disgust in his silence. In order not to rework, he tried to defend in a low voice: "Ireland doesn't look like he has received a love letter. It should be difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake." For starters, the more fancy the letter is, the more thought the writer has put into it, and perhaps the more moved he will be. ]

The cat was silent for a moment, then raised its paw magnanimously: Forget it, I didn't expect Ireland to be moved by a love letter and fall in love. That's it, make do.

And judging from Komatsu Jun's reaction just now, maybe a simple young boy like him, who has never received a love letter, just likes this straightforward style - anyway, believe it or not, Ireland will definitely have some murderous intentions in the end, there is no loss, problem Not big.

So Uzo, Uzo's secretary, and Uzo's cat got together, got another beautiful envelope with glittering gold powder, sealed it with a heart-shaped wax piece, and finally came up with a decent love letter.

Jiang Xia dispersed the other ghosts and took back the seal space, leaving only the shell of the dry cat. Then he gave control of the body to the real cat, letting it act as a mysterious messenger, responsible for delivering letters around Ireland. Cats are smaller and consume the least amount of murderous energy when acting.

The dry rice cat was busy looking for Ireland with a love letter in his mouth.

Jiang Xia's consciousness returned to its original form and he opened his eyes on the sofa in the corner of the lounge.

He stood up and stretched, and looking around, he found that at some point, everyone else was no longer in the lounge. They seemed to be busy preparing something that would be used later.

Jiang Xia still prefers to have more people around than being alone. He quickly pushed out the door and started looking for surprises in the crew building.

Not long after, he saw a familiar first-grade student.

——Conan got a mysterious backpack from somewhere, put it on his back and adjusted it carefully. While adjusting, he showed an evil smile that was sure to win from time to time.

This kind of smile, appearing on the face of a cute-looking first-grade child, can make people who don't know the truth feel chills in their backs.

But for Jiang Xia, who knew "Conan = Kudo Shinichi", of course there would be no such misunderstanding.

As soon as the hard-working psychic saw Conan, his mood improved a bit.

Jiang Xia approached and said hello: "What are you doing?"

Conan saw him, turned his back and patted his bag: "A secret weapon against Kidd."

Inside the bag is actually a parachute.

In Conan's impression, according to Kidd's habit, when he appears or exits, he will stop briefly on the roof of a building or other high place.

Conan plans to follow him to the top of the building and then pretend to slip and fall - in a way, the Phantom Thief is indeed a good person, and he will not watch a child fall to death in front of him.

Conan: "..." When Kidd came to rescue people on his hang glider, he could take advantage of his inconvenience in the air to dodge, pass an anesthesia needle over, knock down the Phantom Thief, and successfully capture the person.

But thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but sigh, and raised his hand to press his conscience, which was in and out at that time: the move he prepared was really shameless.

But now is not the time to think about martial ethics. Tonight, he had to ask Kidd about some things - such as whether Kidd had been in contact with the organization recently, and to find out why Kidd decided to attack this crew. During this process, had he been subjected to some mysterious methods? Hints, or contact with some suspicious people.

Conan had many questions, but he knew in his heart that Kidd, the Riddler who came and went without a trace, might not answer his questions honestly.

In this case, you can only catch the person by any means necessary and then try to ask.

Conan: "..." He, he is not a bad person, he is just worried that the kind-hearted Phantom Thief will be devoured by some monsters dormant in the dark, so he has no choice but to strike first. There is no other way...

Next to him, Jiang Xia lowered his head and looked at the magical child in front of him who showed a mysterious smile for a while and a guilty look for a while: "..." Kudo-kun, you should pay more attention to managing your expression when you are in bad water.

Conan seemed to be in a desperate struggle with his conscience.

Jiang Xia did not disturb him. After writing down Conan's location, he did not stay here longer and went to find several other friends who were in trouble.

Not long after, Jiang Xia met two female high school students and Haihara Ai, who was dragged by them to hang out with them.

Three girls were visiting around the building, collecting signatures.

After all, a play cannot have only one starring role. In addition to Maki Shuli, there are many other star actors here.

As a philanthropic groupie who chases any star and will be very happy when she catches one, Mao Lilan only feels that she has arrived in heaven.

The autograph book in her hand is being filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye: famous directors, famous actors, screenwriters, and of course newcomers who are not so famous at this stage, but may skyrocket in the future...

Mao Lilan hugged her notebook happily, and her whole body was filled with happiness: "If this continues, I would like to become a detective with Jiang Xia during my internship in the future - although there will be some unhappy experiences occasionally, but in this way But being able to come into contact with all walks of life and all kinds of people, I think it will be a very interesting life experience.”

Jiang Xia seemed to agree very much with this proposal: "No problem, not only yourself, you can also bring a few more classmates, and you can also bring Conan with you."

Jiang Xia quickly got into their autograph-seeking group and walked around the building together.

He was always interested in people in the entertainment industry. On the way, I didn't forget to take out my business cards and hand them out one by one. It didn't take long for me to receive a large number of business cards as a return gift.

"Fortunately, I brought a lot with me when I came." Jiang Xia sorted out the business cards and put them away one by one. "As expected, I used them all."

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