Conan’s Corpse Picker

After some preparations, the grand banquet was finally held.

"Welcome everyone to come and participate in the clothing competition between the two major brands Boduo and Liutiao." The host held up the microphone and set the stage for the atmosphere. "The competition will be held tomorrow night. Today is the rehearsal. Please enjoy today's banquet. "

The first step of the banquet is to taste the red wine. I heard that the organizer prepared Romanée-Conti from the Bordeaux winery in France.

Jiang Xia was sitting in the guest seat and saw the lobby manager and several waiters holding red wine bottles and pouring wine for the guests. However, when they arrived at their table, several waiters seemed to have received the order in advance and took a detour to leave.

Jiang Xia: "..."

On the other side, Inozuka Jiro, who was wearing a formal suit, glanced here from a distance. When he saw Jiang Xia's wine glass filled with juice, he sneered silently in his heart: "..." Providing tobacco and alcohol to minors will be reported. But he will be held accountable by the police. With so many people here, he wouldn't fall for this cunning high school student.

The guy under guard was really evil. He actually wanted to secretly guide the police forces to join in his rescue. Fortunately, I am smart enough not to be fooled like this.

Inozuka Jiro: "..." In addition, this point must be written down, and in the future, when the real clues about Maya Hashimoto are caught, they will be reported to the superiors.

He believed that this act, which was tantamount to betrayal, was enough to cover up his minor mistake in changing the place of detention on his own initiative. Anyway, according to his observation, those cadres were top action people. As long as the goal was successfully achieved in the end, they would not care too much about the process.

Jiang Xia was playing with the juice cup when she suddenly felt a mass of murderous aura diagonally in front of her, blowing higher and higher as if it was inflated.

Jiang Xia couldn't help but glance over there, and saw that the guy handing out benefits in public was indeed Inozuka Taro's brother.

Jiang Xia: "..." Vodka should really learn from these two brothers, see how refreshing they are when they unleash murderous intent, and see how much ice cream he scoops out. Tsk, people are really different from each other even though they are members of the same organization.

…

Of course, you can't drink such a precious wine just like tea just thinking about it.

So the banquet also prepared a toast ceremony.

The host raised his hand and gestured in the direction of Inozuka Jiro: "Next, let's ask President Inozuka to take the lead in a toast!"

Inozuka Jiro held up the wine glass with his thick fingers and stood up gracefully. He said a few polite words: "Thank you everyone for your support! I wish the two major brands Bodhisattva and Rokujo will have further development in the future."

After saying that, he took the lead in raising his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Takamori Masumi sat next to several classmates, holding her own juice, staring at Naoko Tormaru and the wine glass in her hand - the poison was in that glass, and she poured it with her own hands.

Seeing Naoko Tormaru and others raising their glasses, Masumi Takamori felt panicked and lowered her eyes without daring to look directly.

However, after a few seconds, the venue was still bustling with excitement, and the imagined scene of "corpse falling to the ground and guests running around and screaming" did not appear at all.

"?" Masumi Takamori was a little confused and quietly opened his eyes again.

Then he saw Tormaru Naoko sniffing the red wine in front of her, frowning, and putting the wine glass back on the table.

Takamori Masumi was stunned: "..." She didn't drink?

A faint voice floated from the side: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking..." Is the smell of poison very strong? She obviously hadn't smelled it before.

Midway through his words, Masumi Takamori suddenly woke up and looked at the person who asked the question: "I, I was wondering why you look so good even when you drink juice."

"Pfft! Ahem..." Suzuki Sonoko was choked. She grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She looked at Masumi Takamori with a complex expression: Although Masumi's cheerful personality is better than before, it feels a bit overkill. , gone too far?

Is it possible that cheerfulness is accompanied by nymphomaniacs?

It was rare for Conan to see his nymphomaniac classmate's deflated look, and he was happy. He pinched the child's voice and said, "I seem to have seen another sister Yuanzi! Oh, sister Yuanzi, why are you choking? It's because you heard the voice in your heart. Was it suddenly said by others?"

Boom!

Suzuki Sonoko blushed and punched him on the head: "Children, stay out of adults' business."

Conan touched his head and was forced to mute: "..." It's not okay to tell the truth?

As one of the center of the topic, at this time, Masumi Takamori's mind was not at all on the conversation between several high school students.

She was still quietly glancing at Naoko Toriyama with her peripheral vision.

After the guests sat down at Naoko Tormaru's table, President Rokujo who was sitting next to her put down his wine glass and was startled when he saw her untouched glass: "Are you allergic to alcohol?"

Naoko Tormaru shook her head: "I can drink white wine and beer, but I always feel uncomfortable after drinking wine..." As she said that, she looked at the cup and sighed, "What a pity, such expensive wine. "

President Rokujo laughed loudly. Faced with the person he wanted to poach, he showed a complete gentleman and patience: "Then let me do it for you."

As he spoke, he picked up Naoko's wine glass and took a sip.

Before taking a second sip, President Rokujo shuddered suddenly and covered his mouth. The wine glass in his hand fell and smashed to the ground, red wine splashing all over the floor.

The people at the same table were startled and stood up. Naoko Tormaru saw that something was wrong with him and reached out to help him: "Mr. Rokujo? What's wrong with you?"

But before he could meet anyone, President Rokujo fell to the ground and seemed to have lost his breath.

"..."

"ah--!!"

Screams rang out in the hall, guests ran and screamed. After the detectives were stunned for a while, they got up and rushed to President Rokujo... Everything finally turned out as Takamori Masumi imagined.

At the same time, in the guest room on the side floor.

Maya Hashimoto was lying at the window, listening to the commotion here. She was silent for a long time, and breathed out slowly and tiredly: "..." I wonder if it was Inozuka Jiro who died this time?

…

After a while.

The police car arrived with a bang.

The Mumu police department had just finished working on the big case involving a congressman. Before they could take a few breaths, they met Jiang Xia again.

Mumu Police Department sighed: "Brother Jiang Xia, when are you going to England for a few more days?" He is getting older and wants to rest more...

"I just came back. I will wait until I meet my friends before I think about going out for fun." Jiang Xia was still thinking about his new ghosts and new brothers, and of course he would not leave Tokyo easily. "How is the situation? You should have already done a preliminary investigation, right? ."

Once he accepted his fate, the process suddenly became the one the Tokyo police are used to.

After hearing Jiang Xia's inquiry, Miwako Sato came over with information: "The victim is Mitsuhiko Rokujo, 33 years old, president of Rokujo Fashion Design Company."