Conan’s Corpse Picker

Conan thought for a long time, but felt that there was a lack of clues and he could not come up with a conclusion.

So soon, his flexible thoughts turned to the other side: "..." Let's take a step back and put aside the other party's purpose. With a probability of nearly 1/10, how did that person make Mrs. Haitang eat the poisoned cookie accurately?

After all, if Mrs. Haitang had not died, this case would be unique, but it would not be as shocking as the current family murder case. And now...

Conan returned to the French window and looked at the crime scene being cleaned up by the police through the window. He tried to simulate various possible ways to achieve this result in his mind, but he had no clue.

——Coincidence, everything really looks like just an ironic and funny coincidence.

But with vodka here, Conan knows that it's just "seemingly", and in fact, there must be a hand behind it quietly fiddling.

"How did that person do it?"

At this moment, Conan rarely felt a sense of powerlessness.

Beside him, no one noticed the elementary school student who was fighting with both sides, and everyone was busy with their own things.

Vodka looked around, reported to Officer Takagi, who seemed to be the easiest to talk to, in a low voice, then quietly got into the car, quietly stepped on the accelerator, and quietly slipped away.

After driving for a while, Vodka got out of the car to check it out. After confirming that there was no problem with the car, he happily got back into the car and stepped on the accelerator to rush out.

After a while, Vodka remembered something and hurriedly reported what had just happened to Gin.

Of course, he especially emphasized Mrs. Haitang's incredible alternative "suicide": "I was very careful about the movement outside last night. Wu Zuo definitely did not leave her room, but Mrs. Haitang ate something poisonous for some reason. This kid's methods are really hard to guard against!" - So let's throw this thing away! Australia, South America, or even Antarctica... It's definitely better to let him go on a business trip anywhere than to stay in Tokyo!

Vodka tried to hint.

However, the hint failed.

Gin seemed to be busy. Vodka vaguely heard the clanging sound of moving things. After two seconds, his elder brother Gin's voice came over: "Stupid, if you watch more magic, you will find that it is a basic skill to let others choose the cards they expect. Now it's just a matter of replacing the cards with chocolate cookies."

Vodka: "..." Wait, let's not talk about magic or anything, what are you doing, brother? Why do I seem to hear the sound of counting money?

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so he had to say euphemistically: "Brother, those three people are dead, I..."

He originally wanted to ask himself what he should do next, but as this question came out, Vodka suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of something.

——Information!

"The organization wants to kill these three guys because they may not forget their original intentions and stole important information from the organization when they checked into the hotel a while ago."

Vodka grasped this key word in his mind and thought quickly: "So compared to the lives of the three of them, the information is actually more important - my mission is not only to kill them, but also to retrieve the information. But I was disturbed by that guy Uzo, and I almost forgot such an important thing!"

He thought of the crime scene that was being carefully examined by the police, and his heartbeat became violent. He almost saw himself appearing on the list of people to be killed.

However, soon, Vodka realized another thing.

"No, even if I forgot, how could the eldest brother forget such an important thing? He listened to a lot of live broadcasts from me, unless... unless the eldest brother was like me, his attention was completely distracted by Uzo, causing him to forget this key information?"

It's still not right.

After all, Brother Gin was far away, and he couldn't feel the terrifying atmosphere of "Uzo is right next to me", and he shouldn't be that afraid of Uzo...

Amidst all kinds of speculations, Vodka's heart quickly fell into entanglement.

——If Gin has not forgotten about this, then he'd better kneel down and apologize immediately. According to experience, Gin is easier to talk to if he has not been completely exposed.

"But if Gin is really busy and forgets, then the recovery of the data this time will become a mistake of both of us. At this time, one of us must take the blame..."

Vodka's forehead was gradually sweating. He subconsciously glanced at the fork in the road in the distance, thinking about whether to drive all the way to the airport, away from Tokyo, and run to places like Australia, South America, and Antarctica to find a way out.

His hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, and the car swerved to the fork in the road imperceptibly, but at this moment, Vodka had a flash of inspiration.

He took a deep breath and said to the receiver sadly: "Brother, I suddenly thought of something bad. Wu Zuo said he would kill the three suspects, but I forgot to confirm the data with him. Now... Now the police are searching that room! Do you want Wu Zuo to find a way to take the data away before they find it?"

Vodka finished speaking in one breath, holding his breath and waiting for Gin's answer.

The second hand slid, and one second seemed as long as passing by Uzo.

Finally, two seconds later, Gin's voice came from the other side of the receiver: "No need, the data has been successfully recovered."

He gave an address: "Come here later, there is a new task."

"Okay, big brother!"

With Vodka's instinctive response, the phone was hung up.

On the other side, in a warehouse of the organization.

Gin glanced at the black screen of his phone and sneered: "He has a little more thoughts, but fortunately he is not too confused."

After confirming the situation of Vodka, he temporarily put this little brother who did not change much behind his mind and continued to command other subordinates to count the gains this time.

——In order to more smoothly take the property and avoid some inspections, before the death of Haitang's family, Mr. Haitang and his lover had quietly packed all the stolen goods and sent them elsewhere.

This series of actions was done very covertly, and with their death, the beneficiary of this property naturally became the organization.

A criminal gang with some IQ and occupational diseases, the accumulation of 5 years is considerable enough. Gin was in a good mood and threw a pigeon egg-sized gemstone and looked at it against the light: If it is so easy to get funds every time, then the organization will be much easier in the future. In addition to being good at silencing, Uzo's talent in this area should not be underestimated.

...

On the other side, in a moving vehicle.

As the phone was hung up, the car returned to silence.

Vodka breathed in the not-so-fresh air and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had survived a disaster.