Conan’s Corpse Picker

"I remember that when I was on a paid trip with Boss Amuro, I met a passerby named 'Shuichi'. Apart from being tall, that passerby had no resemblance to Shuichi Akai. Even so, the boss couldn't help it. A little bit murderous." Jiang Xia looked forward to it, "Now that such a big 'Akai Shuichi' is dangling in front of my eyes, it seems I should visit the detective agency more often."

…

the next day.

Maya Hashimoto climbed out of bed with a pair of huge dark circles under her eyes.

Although he had reserved 8 hours of sleep for himself, the problem was that except for the first few hours when he fell asleep, he couldn't sleep at all in the second half of the night - whoever had been climbed onto the window sill by Uzo's henchmen would probably have slept No more.

At the same time, he took a look at this room and felt that it was no longer clean. He wanted to change his residence immediately.

"It's a pity that if I think about it rationally, even if I move, unless I move to the moon, Uzo will definitely be able to find me when he wants to find me. Changing my residence will not solve the problem at all. On the contrary, it will make him find that my attitude is not positive... Forget it, Isn't it just that someone broke into the house in the middle of the night? After all, she is a beautiful lady, and it was not Uzo who climbed through the window himself, so I should feel honored."

Maya Hashimoto took a deep breath and decided to forget what happened last night and concentrate on the next work.

He checked his email first and had not yet received a reply when he contacted him about buying land. So now he has to do another job - go to Amuro Detective Agency, help him sort out those letters as Jiang Xia said, and take his first step into the enemy's detective camp as a trainee detective.

Sorting the letters is not difficult, and the detective agency is not too far away. Compared with Maya Hashimoto's previous job, this new job is definitely easier.

but……

Maya Hashimoto stood in front of the closet, stared at the shelf for a long time, and slowly took off a knitted hat from it, as if a executioner had taken off the guillotine he was going to use to chop himself.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." With this damn thing on the streets, and the sunglasses given by Secretary Usa himself, in this crisis-ridden Tokyo, how long can he, the unlucky guy who looks like Shuichi Akai, survive?

The only good thing is that his hair color is very different from Akai Shuichi - I hope my colleagues in the organization have better eyesight and don't think of shooting him.

Thinking like this, Maya Hashimoto put on the hat with a heavy heart, and searched for some pictures of passers-by wearing knitted hats. As I watched it, my mind gradually settled down: There are not many people who like to wear knitted hats on the streets! Just feel free to walk, no one should be so lame as to be that.

Soon, a tall figure wearing a knitted hat sneakily opened the door, came to the street, took the key given by Jiang Xia, and headed to Amuro Detective Office.

…

An hour later, the other side.

Toru Amuro usually has to work a lot of jobs in order to collect information. Many of the tools and uniforms were dumped at the detective agency.

At this moment he was about to change from one job to another, so he parked his car next to the detective office. As soon as I got off the car, I saw the door of the office open.

Amuro Toru paused: "..." Jiang Xia is inside?

But soon, when he glanced around, he found that the motorcycle Jiang Xia often drove was not parked next to him.

Amuro Toru's progress suddenly felt much more relieved. When he was approaching the door, he raised his eyes and glanced in. Through the somewhat reflective glass door, he saw a tall figure standing in the room. It didn't look like Jiang Xia.

Tohru Amuro didn't care - not far from here was the Metropolitan Police Department, and there were many other detective agencies on this street. Not to mention thieves, even murderers have to go twice as fast with their tail between their legs.

So the person in the house is definitely not a thief, but one of Jiang Xia's younger brothers. Jiang Xia sometimes gives them the keys and asks them to help deliver the cats.

So soon, Toru Amuro pushed open the door and walked in, planning to grab his things and leave.

However, when he opened the door and saw the person in the room, he was stunned.

——It was a tall man, dressed in black, wearing a black knitted hat, and sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Seeing the man's profile clearly, Amuro Toru clenched his fists: ...Akai Shuichi? !

Why did this person appear in his office? Doesn't he think that wearing sunglasses and dyeing his hair can successfully disguise him?

While thinking about it, Toru Amuro punched him. Although they are both undercover agents, he and the FBI are not from the same agency. As a "Bourbon", if you suddenly encounter this disgusting bottle of rye whiskey, of course you have to punch it to death and send it to the organization in exchange for performance.

…

Maya Hashimoto was diligently sorting letters on the cabinet, when suddenly she felt someone push open the door.

After all, this is a firm that Jiang Xia has vigorously promoted. In addition to regular customers, there are also some temporary passers-by who will be curious to come in and take a look.

After just staying here for a short time, Maya Hashimoto met four or five customers. So when he realized someone was coming again, he didn't pay much attention. He turned around and wanted to tell him that the detective was not here today and would come back tomorrow if he had something to do.

However, before he could open his mouth, he was faced with a fist with a strong wind.

Maya Hashimoto: "?!"

He turned sideways and narrowly avoided it. The fist grazed the temple of his sunglasses, and the sunglasses broke in half with a clang.

Maya Hashimoto was shocked: What are you doing? who is it! ?

The sunglasses fell off, revealing a pair of eyes completely different from those of Akai Shuichi.

Amuro Toru was startled, and the second punch stopped in mid-air: "?"

...who is this? Why did you show up at his office wearing a knitted hat?

…

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Maya Hashimoto recognized him—isn't this the boss of Jiang Xia's detective agency?

Although Toru Amuro doesn't like to show his face in the camera, he once accidentally exposed a small piece of skin. This skin color is impressive, and the uniform he is wearing today is exactly the same one he was wearing when he was photographed. Maya Hashimoto immediately understood who this was.

But then he felt bad again.

——Why did the boss suddenly hit him? ! Could it be that he was caught by Uzo’s knitted hat?

But someone who can hate "Akai Shuichi" to the point of punching him a few times without saying a word... This boss Amuro is also a member of the organization? !

...By the way, this person really doesn't like to appear in the spotlight. I occasionally made a guest appearance as "Mr. Rice Krispies" before, and even wore a headgear. From this point of view, he is too much like a member of the organization.

Maya Hashimoto's heart began to click like a railroad track again, and an idea quickly emerged.

"Is this also Uzo's minion?"

"Speaking of which, in Sherlock Holmes, there seems to be another character who plays a small role - the landlord who provides a house for the detective, a bad tenant."