Conan’s Corpse Picker

"Kidd? I see, this 'runway signal light' for landing is very unique." Curacao wiped his lenses, "Using people as scripts, using people as props, and now the police are also used as signal lights to pave the way... Uh-huh. That guy looks like he came from some cannibal tribe. And compared to his peers, he obviously has some completely new understanding and usage of human beings."

Even though Curacao itself kills people a lot, killing people for missions is completely different from killing people for fun. Even she would inevitably be a little wary when meeting such a person.

"You are still so young, how did you develop such a terrible habit... By the way, his mother seems to be a lunatic in the research department, so it's no wonder." Curacao muttered in his heart, "But judging from the data, Jiang Xia had always behaved more like the introverted version of his father before. Did the fake detective just hide all the craziness at that time?... Heh, I didn't know that Ireland would accidentally crush a few poor people when the plane landed. of police.”

She seemed to have seen the sight of the policeman in the police car being crushed into a pulp, and she frowned in displeasure.

At the same time, Curacao realized something.

She pulled down the mirror on the roof of the car again, looked in the mirror, decisively took off her crystal earrings, and changed them into a pair of simple, unforgettable silver earrings.

After that, she stared at the gleaming dark blue dial on her wrist that was embedded with diamonds. She took off the watch and replaced it with an ordinary leather watch with a black background.

After carefully checking her whole body and making sure that there was nothing eye-catching, she looked like an ordinary white-collar worker. Curacao felt relieved and started again.

——She just stared at Ireland from a distance, but she didn't want to replace the big guy and become something's new toy just because of an accidental glance in the crowd.

…

Mid-air.

As Kidd flew out of the cabin, the originally stable plane shook slightly, and a huge wind sound sounded in the first class cabin.

Maya Hashimoto was startled, ran to the cab door and took a look outside, and couldn't help but curse: "Which bastard opened the hatch!"... By the way, that guy just now!

He moved closer to see if he could save it, but found that the hatch had already been completely closed.

Realizing this, Maya Hashimoto turned back silently and quickly returned to the relatively safe cab before being swept out by the airflow.

Then he glanced at Jiang Xia, who was still sitting firmly in the driver's seat: Well, this detective quickly stabilized the fuselage. It's easy to teach smart people how to do things. He learned how to adjust the direction of the plane so quickly.

But now is not the time to express appreciation for the detective. Maya Hashimoto is a little anxious: "We have to land as soon as possible - the guy who came to adjust the cabin pressure just now is probably the Kaitou Kid hidden on the plane. He may have discovered something. There was a hidden danger, so I didn’t want to crash with the plane, so I escaped early.”

"Alas." Jiang Xia sighed casually, echoed and expressed his disappointment with the Phantom Thief, and then continued to concentrate on being his own captain.

He glanced at the fuel gauge: "There is still a little fuel, which is enough to support the landing. I will adjust the landing direction first. It must be against the wind to reduce the sliding distance as much as possible."

As he said that, he looked at Maya Hashimoto again: "But I suddenly have a headache. Are you really not going to come and drive? I feel like you are not very nervous now. You should be able to drive."

Maya Hashimoto: "...I can't." Don't give yourself a headache at a time like this! !

The plane was still circling and adjusting its direction. Maya Hashimoto didn't want to give up and tried to change the subject of the plane: "If you have a headache, I...can I press the button for you?"

"Okay." Jiang Xia was indeed a detective who grew up in the sun, and had no consciousness of "not leaving your vitals in the hands of others." However, he suddenly thought of one thing, "You have never touched anything touched by the captain." Please don't put cyanide in my face."

"!" Maya Hashimoto retracted her hand and avoided another non-existent trap.

Jiang Xia looked at the helpless new kid from the reflection, and pointed to the co-pilot tolerantly: "Well, you sit over and be my assistant. If there is any accident when landing, it can also reduce my pressure."

"..."

Maya Hashimoto was unhappy.

But the co-pilot is not as eye-catching as the captain. It is better to take the risk of being exposed than to be blown to ashes with the plane on the spot.

Coupled with Ireland's approval gaze, he finally sat down silently.

Ireland was a little worried when he saw Maya Hashimoto not taking the passenger seat. But now when I see him sitting down, I can't help but think of his subordinate's words before, "The machine is destroyed and the man is killed."

Although reason told him that it was just the excuse Maya Hashimoto had used before to refuse to fly a plane, but as an organizational cadre who always walked on the edge of danger, Ireland was still uncontrollably vigilant.

He secretly took a step closer to the co-pilot's direction. In this way, if Maya Hashimoto's mentality breaks down and something changes, he can stop the other party's actions in time and put things back on track.

Faced with the pressure of death, people often make choices beyond their imagination. In other words, Ireland couldn't be sure exactly what Maya Hashimoto would do until the final moment arrived.

And no cadre is willing to put his life completely in the hands of others, let alone a confidant, not even Mr. Pisk.

Ireland: "..." At this moment, he suddenly regretted letting this confidant appear beside him, which in turn exposed Maya Hashimoto to Uzo's sight.

But there is no use regretting, because if Maya Hashimoto had not appeared, then the moment he was attacked by people sent by Uzo last night and fell on the street, his death date was already determined - he was still carrying Gun, if Maya Hashimoto had not followed up and hid the gun, the gun was discovered by the doctor and the hospital called the police, then he might have been sent away by a bullet in his dream.

...Wait, is this actually a conspiracy used by Uzo to force out his henchmen?

I cannot dwell on everything I have experienced recently. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I am falling deeper and deeper into a web of conspiracy.

Ireland looked a little ferocious.

At this time, Maya Hashimoto's surprised voice suddenly sounded: "Why are there suddenly a bunch of lights on that 'runway'?! It's like an additional signal light! Could it be that Kidd stole a bunch of signal lights to install them out of loyalty? ? How could he move so fast... No, this color is a police light? "

…

A minute or two ago.

In the park near Sakimori Pier.

Seeing that what they encountered tonight was not a murder case, the Mumu Police Department originally wanted to retreat with two colleagues from the First Investigation Division.

But when he saw the unreliable Zhongmori Police Department, he stopped silently.