Conan’s Corpse Picker

Lawyer Xun let out a long sigh: "I never thought that as a lawyer, I would be blackmailed into this situation by my wife."

Miwako Sato was startled: "Blackmail?"

Isn't this case a love murder with a green light coming out of the head?

Lawyer Xun nodded: "She asked me to give her 200 million. Although the salary I get is all based on my own strength, after all, in this profession, I can often learn some corporate secrets and business intelligence - —Even if I don’t ask for it, those clubs and financial groups will take the initiative to give me a large amount of consulting fees.

"Although both of us feel that this is a reasonable and formal transaction, it is undeniable that from a legal perspective, these incomes are indeed not that formal."

Sato Miwako: "... Just say that we need to ask the Economic Police of the Second Search Section to assist in the investigation later."

"It's not important anymore." Lawyer Xun raised his hand and gestured to pause, interrupting her: He is a man who pursues perfection. He wants the most beautiful wife, the best work, and the best casework. Success - but now that his subtle tricks have been exposed, there is no need to maintain these things.

Lawyer Xun: "As my wife who lives under the same roof, Hemei also knows the source of my income. Not long ago, she suddenly came to me and asked me to give her 200 million as divorce alimony, and laughed that she had already I mercifully gave you a cheap price.

"To me, 200 million is really nothing, it's just my annual remuneration. But a lawyer like me was caught by someone, and that person was my wife, and she actually wanted to take my money Go support other men... I can't bear the thought that in the future they will be sweet and chatting about me, their enemy, as a pastime.

"So I said yes, but at the same time, I made a condition."

Jiang Xia looked at her watch, leaving no time for him to tell the truth: "Ask her to wait for you in the room next to you at noon today, and call your landline at the designated time. If she doesn't call, she won't be given the 200 million yen. "

Lawyer Xun: “…”

He snorted coldly and continued: "That stupid, brainless woman agreed to such a simple request as soon as she heard it - she probably thought that as long as she made a phone call, she would have both money and a pretty face.

"But who would have thought that woman was very interested in those fancy things. She didn't use her mobile phone to set the alarm clock, but used the music box alarm clock in the hotel... Hehe, I, a lawyer who has never failed, actually lost to her. How ironic.”

…

The police put Lawyer Xun into a police car and took him away. Mrs. Xun hesitated for a moment and helped him contact relatives and friends, which was barely a sign of warmth from relatives.

Next to her, Sato Miwako looked at the police car going away and stretched helplessly: "There are two cases in a row, and they are all rich and famous people. It seems that the police station will be very busy tonight."

After a pause, she couldn't help but said: "What are these people thinking? They all want to ask you to provide an alibi. The alibi you made is indeed authoritative, but it must first be able to deceive you."

Jiang Xia sighed: "Maybe he thinks I'm easy to deceive. I'm an ordinary high school student who hasn't had much exposure to the dark side of society. If I hadn't solved many cases, I might really be deceived."

Curacao passing by quietly: "...?"

If one day Uzo is unfortunately exposed and snipers come to kill him, she will definitely remind them not to aim at Uzo's face. The skin looks tender, but the actual thickness may not even be penetrated by a bullet.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xia suddenly turned his head and looked over: "Miss Shirai."

Curacao: "!!"

Her body stiffened inconspicuously. After a moment, her high heels firmly hit the ground, and she turned around and looked over as if nothing had happened: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia smiled: "Have a good rest and have a good dream."

Curacao: “…”

She held on still and waited for Jiang Xia to turn around and continue talking to the police, then she quietly shuddered and walked away quickly: It was obviously a good thing she said, but when it came out of Wu Zuo's mouth, it sounded like A threat, or a curse.

While Curacao quickly moved away from the source of danger, she secretly prayed that she would not dream about Uzo tonight: Today's case has not stopped from morning to night. She is really tired, and now she just wants to have a good dream.

…

The folk customs on this street seem to be particularly simple.

Jiang Xia was quite reluctant to leave when she left. She handed out business cards to several residents who came to watch the excitement, then waved her hand and got into the police car and drove back to the hotel.

The next day, Mrs. Xun got up with dull eyes. When she went to wash up, she heard a thump coming from the bedroom next door.

She was startled, then turned around and walked to the door: "Miss Shirai?"

There was no movement inside.

Mrs. Xun was startled, and suddenly she covered her lips in surprise, feeling that she understood something.

She took a small step back, took out her phone and pressed 110. After hesitating for a moment, she felt that she should go next door to find Jiang Xia first.

But before going out, the bedroom door clicked open.

Curacao: "What's going on?"

Mrs. Xun: "..."

...You are still alive.

The next moment, she noticed that Ms. Shirai's eyes fell on the screen of her mobile phone and saw the conspicuous number 110 on it.

Curacao: “…”

In the past, if someone dared to broadcast this account near her, that person would have been on her silence list long ago. If not, he would still be in front of her in the morning and already feeding the fish on the seabed at noon.

But now, Curaçao was actually calm and quickly understood Mrs. Sunda's thoughts.

Curacao: "..." The hateful Uzo has eroded her brain.

Opposite me, Mrs. Xun smiled awkwardly: "I was passing by just now and heard something moving in your house. I thought some gangsters had broken in. Haven't you been following Jiang Xia to solve the case recently? I'm worried that someone will retaliate for this, so I plan to Call the police."

Curacao: "There are no gangsters. I just lost my footing and fell to the ground."

As she said that, she turned sideways to open the door and showed Mrs. Xun inside.

Mrs. Xun knew that theoretically she should not look inside at all to show her trust in the lawyer. But in fact, as soon as Curacao got out of the way, her eyes drifted over uncontrollably, subconsciously trying to find out if there was anyone who had the bad luck of "breaking into a house and attacking Ms. Shirai, only to have her head smashed by an ashtray or a vase." gangster.

...Fortunately, not really.

The bedroom was completely peaceful. No one had touched anything from the vases to the ashtrays to the paintings on the wall. There was no injured figure on the floor.

The only exception was Miss Shirai in front of me.

Ms. Shirai's dark circles seem to have gotten worse. She was a good urban beauty, but now she looks like Sadako in a suit and skirt, and her whole person is listless.

Mrs. Xun seemed to understand something: "Are you having a nightmare?"

Curacao: “…”