Conan’s Corpse Picker

Suzuki Sonoko failed to notice in time that Mao Lilan was hesitant to speak, and looked through her memo with satisfaction: "I learned a lot from her!"

Mao Lilan was suddenly suspicious: "What have you learned? Don't go astray... Show me your phone!"

"How can this be called a misguided approach? It's just a little trick." Suzuki Sonoko blushed, embarrassed to spoil her innocent hair. She stretched out her arms to take the phone away, "Don't worry, I know it, and I didn't write anything special. Something bad.”

A few meters behind them, Jiang Xia looked at the two people behaving strangely and slowly tilted his head: "...?"

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But there was no murderous intent, no ghosts, and the safety of the two classmates didn't seem to be a problem... So Jiang Xia quickly lost her curiosity about this matter. When he reached the door of his room, he greeted Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan and returned to the room.

…

The rooms of Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan are still further forward.

Although they were too immersed in their own thoughts, which led to a small misunderstanding between the two of them. But fortunately, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko have known each other for many years and finally resolved the communication gap.

"You're saying that Masumi might be the murderer of these two cases?" Suzuki Sonoko couldn't believe it. "It doesn't make sense. She is just here to be a model and has no intention of becoming a senior executive of the company. Why would she get involved in this matter?"

Mao Lilan shook his head: "I don't know, it's just a feeling... I hope I'm wrong."

The two people were in a complicated mood and were speechless for a moment. They planned to ask Jiang Xia about the situation tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they passed the corner, they suddenly saw a figure in the corridor ahead - it was the person they were discussing just now.

Takamori Masumi was standing against the wall, looking out the window and silently distracted.

When she saw two old classmates coming over, she couldn't help but stand up straight, looking like they were waiting here specifically.

"Masumi?" Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at her in surprise.

"Xiaolan, Sonoko." Takamori Masumi hesitated, "Well, you seem to be very familiar with Jiang Xia...Did he say anything to you in private? For example, who does he suspect is the murderer now?"

Now even Suzuki Sonoko felt something was wrong. She shook her head and tried to maintain a light atmosphere: "No."

Takamori Masumi was doubtful: "I vaguely heard just now that you seemed to have mentioned my name."

Facing this old classmate with a miserable life experience, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't say such ruthless words as "We suspect you are the murderer!" She could only laugh and said: "We are saying that you have changed a lot over the years."

She originally wanted to praise Takamori Masumi for becoming more beautiful.

However, Takamori Masumi had a guilty conscience and his tone became sharp unconsciously: "Have I changed? Of course I have changed! Now I am no longer the unlucky guy who was abandoned by his mother and could only live with his alcoholic and domestically violent father. …I don’t have to rely on anyone, I can handle everything myself!”

As she said that, she looked at Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko next to her and gritted her teeth: "So you just..."

Halfway through her words, her eyes suddenly froze between the two of them, and then like a mouse seeing a cat, the emotions she had been holding back in her heart that were waiting to be released suddenly deflated.

"So you just...just remembered me, and I was very happy."

Masumi Takamori spoke faster and louder. After speaking, she turned around and ran away: "I'm going back to the room first!"

"Ah, Masumi...!"

Mao Lilan shouted without stopping anyone, put down her hand in confusion, and turned her head following the gaze of Takamori Masumi just now.

Then I was startled - there was someone behind me. Jiang Xia actually joined in the fun and was standing a few meters away from them, slightly lowering his head and looking at the place where Takamori Masumi had been just now.

"What are you talking about? I felt a faint movement in the room." Jiang Xia chatted with his classmates and motioned to the ghosts to take back the few wisps of frightened murderous aura on the floor in front of them.

You can also pick up a temporary harvest before going to bed, and the psychic is very satisfied with the hiding place chosen by Maya Hashimoto.

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were hesitant to speak. They came over and asked softly: "Is the murderer really Masumi?"

"Maybe it is, maybe it is not." Jiang Xia maintained the Riddler tradition of detectives before the mystery is revealed. "What is the specific situation, we still need some evidence. Let's wait for the police to collect clues first."

…

Several high school students went to bed with different thoughts.

In another room, someone was walking around and couldn't sleep at all.

The little assistant paced for a long time and finally made up his mind.

She picked up the phone and dialed a number as if she had a grudge against the screen.

The other party connected quickly.

"You are the murderer, right?" The assistant was obviously stimulated by today's murder case. He changed his careless and cheerful look before and said in a sharp tone:

"Don't be pretentious with me, I know what you have done! - Although Kaname has offended many people for his position as vice president, it has not reached the point where he will be vendetta. He will die today because he knows I learned your secret, right?

"Why do I know? Oh, of course it's because we have been together for many years, and he also told me that secret... But it doesn't matter anymore. When he dies, I want you to bury him with him!

"I will give you a chance to leave gracefully. You'd better commit suicide tonight to atone for your sins. My patience is only enough to wait until tomorrow. If you are still alive at dawn tomorrow, I will go to the police and detectives and tell them everything!"

After saying the harsh words, the assistant let out a breath of bad breath and hung up the phone with force.

Then she pressed her forehead tiredly: "It's a pity that I have no evidence, otherwise I can send this bastard to the police station tonight... But this level may not lead to the death penalty. Alas, I hope that guy will be more conscious so that I can See what you want to see.”

…

In another room, "Funeral Silver Coin" hung up the phone in silence.

Contrary to what the assistant expected, the murderer who killed two people in a row was not as panicked as she imagined.

"Funeral Silver Coin" sat beside the bed, picked up the lid of the box and closed a gift box - the gift box contained the last wedding dress, and a French silver coin was placed on the chest of the dress as always. It turns this beautiful wedding dress into a shroud that will be used soon.

"Only the last step remains."

"Funeral Silver Coin" chuckled, picked up the receiver, and made a call.

In another room.

bell--! !

Masumi Takamori threw herself on the bed and was about to take a good rest: "..."

...It’s never over! !

Does this guy really want to get four people together to play mahjong?

She turned to look at the phone with a gloomy gaze. The murderous aura that was frightened away by Jiang Xia just now grew uncontrollably.