Conan’s Corpse Picker

The public security in the island country is different from the law-abiding criminal police.

The police often spread their wings on the edge of the law, and it is normal to slip through doors and pick locks, without so many framework constraints.

That is to say, Jiang Xia thought, if Toru Amuro really wanted to investigate, he would not have gained nothing in the face of an ordinary murder case.

...

Although Toru Amuro is a policeman at heart, he is a ruthless organization boss on the surface, and he can't handle ordinary murder cases.

But at the same time, he does have the title of "detective".

And Jiang Xia felt that in this world, anyone with a bit of detective buff just needs to kick them to the edge of the case...

They will get involved by themselves, investigating the case and finding the truth without complaint...it is worry-free.

...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia went to the side of the photo and told Amuro Toru's case in detail.

Then began to hint: "If you know that a person has committed a murder, and even guessed the general process of his murder, but there is no physical evidence, what should you do?"

Toru Amuro picked up a photo and looked at it: "It is difficult to completely erase the traces of what happened in the real world. Since the modus operandi can be deduced, then follow the suspect's action trajectory at that time, try to figure out his thoughts, and simulate his behavior." Behavior, replaying his actions... Grab traces of the existence of that incident from it."

Jiang Xia: "..." It seems that Toru Amuro has no intention of getting involved.

Jiang Xia continued to hint patiently: "What if I still can't find it?"

"Then I won't look for it." Toru Amuro threw the photo on the table and said indifferently, "Not all cases can be solved in the first place."

He, Jiang Gu Ling, is a professional undercover agent.

Each identity has a personality corresponding to each identity.

——Rei Futani is Rei Futani, Toru Amuro is Toru Amuro, and Bourbon is Bourbon.

Different.

Facing Jiang Xia, a member of the organization, Toru Amuro spent a fraction of a second choosing the vest. Then I feel that the identity of "Bourbon" is the most suitable.

However, after finishing speaking, Toru Amuro looked at Jiang Xia in surprise.

I didn't expect Jiang Xia to be so persistent in solving the case.

...

Before, after agreeing to Jiang Xia's part-time job, Amuro Toru transferred Jiang Xia's relevant information from various red and black channels.

Then he discovered that Jiang Xia's experience was indeed not much different from what he said.

Psychological problems do exist, and there are medical records, which is not Shirley's fuss.

There is another surprising point - a year ago, after returning to school after being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Xia's grades began to climb evenly.

Finally climbed to the top and couldn't come down. Regardless of the quiz or the end of the mid-term, one subject counts as one subject, and they all get full marks.

Toru Amuro fell silent facing the pile of bug-like transcripts.

At that time, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have picked up a talent.

...

Although compared to those geniuses who graduated with a Ph.D. in their teens, such as Shirley, they are still slightly inferior.

But according to this posture, it is logical for Jiang Xia to enter a top university to benefit the society.

And talents should belong to the country.

What's the matter with staying in the black organization to glow and glow.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro fell into deep thought for a while:

There are too many defensive forces around Shirley, it is not easy to kidnap.

But Jiang Xia's parents died, and no one cares about her at all.

Besides, it seems that Jiang Xia doesn't have much sense of belonging to the organization. He just has no other place to go, so he has been staying in the organization, acting as a task machine without emotion.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro pointed at the photo with his fingertips and said with disdain:

"Why do you think so much? Anyway, there is no commission fee. Why don't you throw the clues you already have to the police and let them find the evidence by themselves? Those tax thieves have eaten so much money from taxpayers, so they should do some work."

He euphemistically expressed a theme-difficulty finding the police.

Amuro feels that at Jiang Xia's age, his ideas are actually easily influenced.

As long as the police is successful this time, Jiang Xia has tasted the sweetness, and in the future, he will remember to "call the police if there is something wrong", so if similar things are repeated a lot, is he afraid that he will not get close to the police?

Jiang Xia glanced at Toru Amuro in surprise, and made a note in his heart: scolding himself 1/1 every day.

At the same time, he thought about Toru Amuro's intentions from the perspective of God, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he vaguely understood Toru Amuro's purpose.

Think about it.

Jiang Xia changed the subject and put on the same disdainful face of Toru Amuro:

"That's right, although the police will definitely not be able to find out the results, but at least it can add to their troubles and let them feel the bad guy is right in front of them, but they can't catch them back."

The corner of Toru Amuro's eyes twitched indistinctly.

...How dare you underestimate the police.

However, Jiang Xia cannot be blamed entirely.

These concepts must have been instilled by the organization.

The evil organization in black does not do good things all day long, and poisons the next generation.

Sooner or later, this pile of scourges that endanger the future of the country must be eradicated...

However, no matter what Toru Amuro thinks in his heart, on the surface, when others scold the police, he can only keep smiling.

Under his half-smiling gaze, Jiang Xia walked to the table, gathered up the photos on the table, put them away, and took them out. Ready to take Toru Amuro's advice - call the police.

...

After confirming that Jiang Xia had left, Toru Amuro walked to the door and locked it behind him with a click.

After that, he took out his mobile phone and sent the case Jiang Xia mentioned to his subordinates, so that the subordinates could coordinate the police forces in Qunma County, where the body was found, without exposing themselves, after receiving the clues submitted by Jiang Xia. to investigate the case.

...It's time to improve the credibility of the police in front of the next generation of the black organization, so that young people will abandon the dark and turn to the bright.

...

The email was sent quickly and successfully.

The subordinate also quickly replied "received".

Toru Amuro put away his phone in satisfaction.

But soon, Jiang Xia's disdain when he mentioned the police flashed across his mind, and he paused a little on his way home.

In fact, although he doesn't like others to scold the police, Toru Amuro also knows in his heart that his colleagues are sometimes quite unreliable...

After struggling for a moment, Toru Amuro decided to take a trip in person, since Gunma County is not far away anyway.

The first time is very important.

Judging from Jiang Xia's attitude just now, he doesn't trust the police's ability very much.

If this report fails, Jiang Xia will definitely not make a second attempt in the future.

Anyway, I don't have any other important things these days, so I just treat it as a pastime...

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro locked the door of the office and went straight to the parking lot.

...

As soon as Jiang Xia came out of the street, the Metropolitan Police Department was opposite.

After submitting relevant materials, Jiang Xia did not return to the office immediately.

He was afraid of disturbing Amuro Toru's dispatcher.

So Jiang Xia went for a walk around the neighborhood, planning to leave enough time for Toru Amuro to make several phone calls.

...

Passing somewhere on the way, the ghost baby who had been lying on his shoulder suddenly sat up straight and poked at him excitedly.

Jiang Xia was startled, followed Guiying's pointing, and saw an old building that was quite old.

Take a closer look, and the painted sign at the door reads - Medieval Art Exhibition Hall.

... the pavilion?

Jiang Xia: "..." This kind of place is indeed a place with a high incidence of cases.

And judging from the ghost baby's reaction, the case in the exhibition hall is probably still in progress. There must be murderous intent or ghosts inside, so it's worth a visit.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia rubbed two handfuls of ghost infants who reported the news, and was a little moved.

After putting on the detective buff, life really became easier.

It is not in vain for him to rush around for so long.

Soon, Jiang Xia turned his feet and walked towards the art museum as if nothing had happened, like an ordinary tourist who wants to increase his literary accomplishment on a whim.

...

The pavilion is on the verge of closing down and there are very few tourists.

Jiang Xia knocked on the window of the ticket office, awakening the conductor who was secretly looking in the mirror, bought a ticket and entered the door.

He stopped in the hall on the first floor and looked at the layout of the exhibition hall.

Then follow the direction of the ghost baby and walk to the place where the target is.

...

The first floor of the exhibition hall is divided into several large areas - the sky exhibition hall, the ocean exhibition hall, the land exhibition hall...

There is also a "Hell Exhibition Hall".

Jiang Xia recalled the layout plan, walked through the empty corridor, and came to the gate of the "Hell Exhibition Hall".

...

Unlike several other exhibition halls, in the hell exhibition hall, the lights are not turned on.

Near the door, you can barely see through the lights in the corridor. Further inside, it became pitch black.

Jiang Xia: "..." No matter how "hell" is used as the theme, it won't be so dark that the lights won't even be turned on—suspicious, very suspicious.

...In other words, there really are ghosts here to pick them up.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia's eyes lit up indistinctly, and he walked into the exhibition hall expectantly.

...

The Hell exhibition hall was very dark, and Jiang Xia didn't bring a flashlight. But that's not necessary either.

——He let the baby ghosts float in front of his eyes, and each of them lightly touched their eyes.

In the next second, in Jiang Xia's eyes, the dark exhibition hall suddenly became clear.

——He borrowed the night vision ability of Ghost Fetus.

...

In the world of psychic mediums, ghost embryos are regarded as treasures. After signing the contract, they can interact with the psychic in many ways.

For example, borrowing eyesight just now.

In addition, in addition to transferring the night vision ability of the ghost fetus to himself.

In fact, Jiang Xia can also do the opposite - transfer her vision to the ghost body.

Then you can drive a ghost that is good at stealth, drift to various dangerous places, and spy on information.

Similarly, hearing, smell, taste, power... can all be handed over.

However, the latter needs to be used with caution.

Because in the early days, this type of skill had an obvious flaw.

——After transferring the vision and hearing of the psychic to the ghost. The main body will lose the corresponding ability.

In the later stage, the ghosts in possession gradually upgrade, so as not to transfer their own abilities, but only strengthen the ghosts and puppets.

...

For Jiang Xia at present, the most important thing is to solve the problem of food and clothing for humans and ghosts.

There is still a long way to go to upgrade the ghost fetus.

But fortunately, as a psychic who hasn't touched a ghost for more than a year, Jiang Xia's mentality is very peaceful at this time.

——He already has ghosts.

Is it still far from giving ghosts a star?

Moreover, this world is relatively peaceful, even if there are only the most basic ghosts, it is barely enough.

The situation is much better than when I first came here a year ago.

A qualified psychic must learn to be content. Then grow up quietly and pick up all the ghosts...