Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1950 1950 [The only victim·Rum]

Naoko Tormaru was startled, but she quickly recognized him through his distinctive hair color and skin color - this seemed to be the person who occasionally appeared in Jiangxia Detective Agency. He must know Jiang Xia, and he should also know Jiang Xia's swing stick.

With this thought in mind, Toriyama Naoko threw the stick over with all her strength, then turned around and ran away, running towards the food court as "that person" said.

…

Next to the food truck.

Rum was wiping the table and acting as a sushi chef, while looking towards the direction Amuro Tohru left.

Although he feels a little sorry for the mixed-race lone wolf subordinate, Rum is actually quite curious about the drama that is about to happen today - it is undeniable that Bourbon is extremely capable in all aspects, so outstanding that even Rum thinks he has a little Suspicious, and willing to take risks to continue using him.

But precisely because of this, Uzzo's method of playing tricks on his subordinates is particularly curious.

"Although Uzo has a bad personality, based on usual situations, he rarely causes mass casualties. It is very reassuring in terms of confidentiality."

Rum thought secretly: "But if the movement is too small, then from my current perspective, I can't see anything? But the twin skyscrapers that caused Bourbon to suffer last time, although the casualties were minimal, the movement was very small. Big. Maybe this time will be the same as that time.

"It's a pity that Uzo is too keen. Today I have to completely regard myself as a sushi chef. I can't do anything beyond my status or that is too eye-catching, and I can't follow him to watch... It's a pity."

Just when he was a little regretful, Rum suddenly heard a series of unusual footsteps in the distance, very fast, as if someone was running quickly.

He immediately remembered that that was the direction Bourbon left. When he looked up, he saw that the person rushing out was not his subordinate, but a disguised woman wearing a gray wig.

Rum looked at it curiously: If I remember correctly, this is the person who came to Jiang Xia to buy meals not long ago. Could this be Wu Zuo's prop for today?

He glanced at the woman and soon saw a heavy, familiar silhouette - this person had a gun on him.

He was suddenly alert and took two steps toward the hiding place as if nothing had happened. He covered himself with the dining car to avoid being accidentally hit by stray bullets coming from that direction. Although Uzo's target today was Bourbon, these killers outside and Criminals are pretty bad at shooting. If they are accidentally shot, they will be in trouble.

Rum carefully found a hiding place, while Naoko Tormaru walked through the venue and ran towards the southwest door that "that person" mentioned.

A fiery red dining car painted with exploding stars quietly drove nearby. It happened to be in a blind spot with where Rum was hiding, and neither could see the other.

"Is this Jiang Xia's dining car?" The long-haired bomber adjusted the remote control in his hand and swallowed nervously.

The fashionable woman nodded with excitement on her face: "As long as we kill that boy, we will be the Napoleon of Tokyo's criminal world!"

The tall man was more cautious: "He is still in the car. Do you need to go over and confirm?"

"Go and confirm? Are you crazy?"

Two wise companions stopped him at the same time: "Have you never heard of Jiang Xia's speed in solving crimes? With just a glance, he can see through all the criminal's tricks and reconstruct the entire crime scene! Even our wise elder brother can We fell into his hands, do you think we can be better than big brother?

"Although there are three of us, even if we are unfortunately exposed, we will never be reduced to the point of being stepped on and beaten by him, but then he will definitely be alert. There are too many trees in this park, and the roads are not very wide. There are more people than cars. More flexible. When he runs away, how can we blow him up!"

The tall man was convinced: "That's right..."

The fashionable woman patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry while I work! I was watching carefully just now. Except for a few women coming and going, no one else has ever walked on this road. Jiang Xia is in the dining car, come on!"

The three of them looked at each other and finally nodded to each other, reaching a consensus.

They opened the door of the dining car, arranged the bombs and accelerants, adjusted the direction, and then lowered the switch on the accelerator with a grin.

The motor roared, and under the watch of the three people, the dining car carrying their revenge and hope made a high-profile attack, faster and faster, and slammed into the middle of the two dining cars of Toru Amuro and Rum.

…

Naoko Tormaru witnessed everything.

After struggling with the exploding food truck, she finally made up her mind to hit it. She had already quickened her pace and rushed between the two sides, leaving this dangerous death zone.

"Speaking of which, when I ran out just now, there seemed to be a figure behind the dining car." Toriyama Naoko couldn't help showing sympathy as she ran, "I remember that there was only Jiang Xia in the dining car, that blond and dark-skinned guy. , and a sushi chef with big teeth. The first two people are not here... Oh, how pitiful, he was making sushi well, but unfortunately he got involved in this terrible dispute."

Naoko Tormaru felt deep sympathy for what happened next to the innocent sushi chef, but she was helpless.

Soon she sped through here and reached the more crowded area ahead.

Originally, someone should have noticed her as a strange "old lady" and even stepped forward to inquire.

But before that, there was a loud bang and flames shot into the sky from behind!

The sudden explosion threw the crowd and the police into chaos at the same time.

Running and rescuing people, in the chaos, Toriyama Naoko's figure was no longer conspicuous, and the "old lady" flashed past and was lost in the crowd.

A minute later, Naoko Tormaru walked through the park panting and came to the small door that the man said. She stopped and looked down the street.

"A black car." She recalled the order in the email in her mind. "A black car that will open the door when it sees me."

…

Two minutes ago. Naoko Tormaru and Toru Amuro met in a narrow road, Rum wiped the table in boredom, and the bomb truck was arranging the equipment.

After finishing their notes, Maya Hashimoto and Saburo Inozuka were driving sleepily along the congested road, moving little by little towards the safe house.

"Why does that boss have to ask us to take notes? Isn't it better to escape?" Saburo Inozuka sighed, "Although I have been forced to go there several times, this kind of place is really hell for people like us. , I feel like I won’t be able to get used to it in my life.”

Maya Hashimoto's eyes twitched slightly when he heard these words. He recalled Saburo Inozuka's experience of encountering the curly-haired man in black, and couldn't help but said: "That person... that person's subordinates have personally contacted you, you must have How dare you say such a thing after being targeted by him? I suggest you withdraw immediately, otherwise you may really have to adapt for a lifetime until entering the police station becomes as natural as going home, or until you enter the police morgue. "