Conan’s Corpse Picker

Hearing Conan's question, the security captain touched the bribe money he had just received from Ireland and sobered up a little.

"Handle it? Well... we didn't handle it much at the time. After all, young people, well, after all, middle-aged people make mistakes for idols. It's not unforgivable. He just wanted to get close to those idols too much."

As the security captain talked, he felt a little guilty, so he changed his words: "And he is so strong, it would be difficult for us to stop him if he had to break through, so in the end we had to let him go.

"And it turns out that our decision is very wise - you don't know, I heard that the guy suddenly fainted and fell to the ground unconscious as soon as he walked out of the building. He must have a hidden disease, and he will have an attack when he gets excited. What if? We are serious about him, what if he died in this building? It’s not that we are worried about getting into trouble, but it is a human life after all, and we are also saving people by rounding it up like this.”

Conan looked at his bulging pocket: "..." This is not what the security captain should say. Did you collect money?

He always felt that there was something hidden behind the matter, but when he asked again, the security captain said nothing and started pretending to be drunk.

Conan sighed and had to leave temporarily.

He left the office, but did not leave. Instead, he wandered nearby for a while, then grabbed another passing security guard and asked about the previous situation.

It was also Conan's good luck that he could easily catch a passerby who held important clues.

"Are you talking about the unlucky man who hurried to the side door, only to be met by two security captains and whose identity was revealed on the spot?"

The security guard who was pulled happened to be passing by the scene at the time and overheard the situation there. He was a bit gossipy. The security guard looked around and quietly shared the secret with Conan:

"I heard that he was a rich second-generation man who pretended to be a security guard and sneaked into the venue in order to chase stars and wanted to meet the goddess. After being discovered, he gave a large amount of money to the two captains, and the security captains pretended that it was nothing. See, let him pass.”

Conan's head was filled with questions: "Rich second generation? Fanatic fans?"... Why does it sound so fantastic? It's not at all what he expected.

He quickly found something wrong: "Since you are here to chase stars, why did you run out instead? I heard the security captain said that the performance was not over yet and the actors were all backstage. He probably hadn't met his idol yet. ."

"Then I don't know." The gossip-loving security guard shrugged, "But I guess it's because he is too shy - maybe when he was peeking from the backstage, he happened to catch the eye of his idol, and then he became confused. , blushed and ran away with heartbeat. I have been working as a security guard for so many years, and I have seen too many otakus like this. They are always very enthusiastic online, but when they meet in person, they are submissive and dare not say a word, as if there is some poisonous snake and beast on the other side. Same."

"Is that so?"

Conan felt strange knowledge increase.

But after recalling the cold look on the face of the "unlucky passer-by" when he met him in the corridor, Conan felt that this could not be related to the "shy groupies" anyway.

"Probably just an excuse to get away..."

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Conan took advantage of the security guard's enthusiasm for chatting. He didn't go into details and asked all the questions first: "By the way, there is one more thing - I heard that the rich second-generation fan is nearby. Fainted, is this a thing?"

The security guard said "Oh": "Indeed, there were many people surrounding the side door before. I only heard that one person suddenly fell to the ground. It turned out that person was him."

Conan rolled his eyes, trying to take advantage of the situation: "Then where did he go?"

The security guard remembered the whistle he heard before: "Being taken away by an ambulance."

Conan's eyes brightened: "Which hospital did you go to?"

"Well, I don't know about that." The security guard didn't expect that this kid was more gossipy than himself. "I was busy working at the time and couldn't go close to watch. Even if I went, I wouldn't be able to ask these questions. We are not him. family members.”

Conan sighed regretfully, but still refused: "Then where is he going..."

"Conan!"

A voice came from the other end of the corridor, rescuing the innocent security guard from a cloud of question marks.

Conan turned around when he heard this familiar voice. I saw Mao Lilan rolled up his sleeves and walked over. Jiang Xia walked behind her with an innocent look like "I stopped but I didn't."

Conan: "..."

Perhaps the aura exuded by this female high school student was too strong at this time. By the time Conan came to his senses, the enthusiastic security guard had already quietly left.

Conan was picked up, and Mao Lilan condemned: "You just said not long ago that you would reflect on yourself and stop running around!"

Conan defended in a low voice: "...I just suddenly thought of the location of the luggage and was worried that it would be lost, so I ran over immediately."

Jiang Xia nodded: "Children's attention is indeed easily distracted. When they think about their luggage, they forget other things, so they forgot to tell the adults before running."

Conan nodded repeatedly, a little touched: The neighbor is still reliable!

...Although he failed to stop Xiaolan, Jiang Xia should have tried his best.

…

Conan, who left his teammates to ask for clues alone, was caught on the spot and forced to return to the team.

As he walked back with his head drooping, Conan sorted out the clues he had just obtained, comforting himself in his heart: This trip back to the theater building was not without gain.

He had at least two clues.

One is "The unlucky passerby is a rich second-generation fan." Although this sounds very much like a made-up excuse, I still need to verify it to be on the safe side. There are never too many clues about that organization. For Conan, this is indeed easy to check - confirm the famous actors present today from Xiaolan's signature, and then ask Dr. Ali to search among these people's fans to see if there is anyone who meets the conditions.

The other clue is much more important.

Conan muttered to himself happily: "The 'lucky passer-by' suddenly lost consciousness and was taken to the hospital by ambulance. If he is still lying in the hospital now, then as long as I find that hospital, I may come into contact with him! This is comparable to It’s much easier to find people all over the city.”

The mini-sleuth with no lower limits quickly came up with an idea.

Jiang Xia was talking to Mao Lilan and the others about tomorrow's air tickets, when suddenly he felt a child squatting on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Xia turned her head and saw Conan holding his stomach in pain.

The primary school student screamed in pain that was not weak at all: "Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts!"

"..." Jiang Xia always felt that Kudo-kun's acting skills were a bit stiff, but for the sake of ghosts and murderous intent, he still politely said, "What's wrong?"