Conan’s Corpse Picker

Vodka felt that this was an unprovoked disaster: "This kid must be a fanatical fan of Uzo. He actually became hostile to me because of such a small matter. But in fact, I don't want to be a subordinate of that ghost thing - if I can choose, I don't even want to be his colleague!"

Conan couldn't see through his expression under the sunglasses, so he looked at his classmates worriedly, hoping that they didn't step into the evil trap of the organization.

Mauri Ran met his eyes and smiled: "We heard that you were doing a camp here, so we came to join in the fun - the children are rehearsing hard, and we high school students certainly can't fall behind."

Conan couldn't help but look at "Dr. Akai" when he heard "rehearsal": "..." Tsk, he was too slow just now. If he was faster, accurate and ruthless, he could knock down this suspicious person in time and prevent this weird school doctor from threatening his innocent classmates.

Unlike Conan, whose eyes were all on Dr. Akai, his elementary school classmates next to him were staring at Mr. Kaibe.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the neighbor boy with grief and anger: "Don't try to lie to me, we all saw you tie up other students in the house - you must be the villa vandal in the news."

Teacher Kaibu was stunned: "Tied up? No... Oh! I understand! Is it because I was teaching everyone to practice vocalization just now? - The children have almost memorized the lines, but the volume is too low, so the effect will be very bad when they are waiting for the official performance, so I taught them how to speak correctly, so that they can perform their roles loudly after they go on stage."

He saw several young figures following behind him and said quickly: "Look, aren't your classmates here? The teacher is really not a bad person."

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko touched his chin like Jiang Xia, and then snorted in a tone that seemed to see through everything: "No, the number is wrong - you must have detained a few people as hostages so that others can cooperate with you in acting. Everyone is controlled by you!"

"..."Vodka listened to the conversation between the two people silently, his ears involuntarily captured various key words, and the Uzo radar in his mind kept ringing.

"Okay, okay, I know who is the mastermind behind you." He pressed his forehead irritably, and complained in his heart:

"Uzo is really a bad taste. Other famous serial killers like to leave signatures and icons when they commit crimes. He only leaves marks on the minds of the participants.

"This is high-end and hidden enough. Only those who know him can understand the real situation behind the case... But if this goes on, how can he expose himself to being silenced by the organization? Can't you just change it!"

While Vodka was complaining about his colleague.

Next to him, the two Uzo intercoms were still confronting each other passionately without knowing anything.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's suspicion was obviously more than a little bit. He shrank behind Jiang Xia and questioned Kaibe Shigeru aggressively: "What about those tools and maps in your bag?"

"How do you know what's in my bag?" Kaibe Shigeru muttered, but it was not easy to ask a 7-year-old kid, so he had to continue to explain and comfort him, "Before coming, I wanted to make a simple stage device to help you rehearse, but after coming here, I was a little lazy, so those tools have been put aside. "

"As for the map, that's because I heard that there is a lot of fog here, and I was worried about getting lost, so I made one that is easier to understand - there are too many common map symbols here, and the colors are too messy, I really feel dizzy. "

"Lie!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya shouted, "You clearly marked black crosses on many houses - those houses must be the targets you chose. "

He suddenly remembered something and anxiously said to the detective behind him: "Brother Jiang Xia, the villa you are in has also been crossed out by him. Mr. Kaibu must be worried that he can't beat you, so he wants to blend in with you first and then wait for an opportunity to attack!"

When he mentioned this, Conan immediately remembered this matter: "Yes, how do you explain those crosses?"

Mr. Kaibu secretly glanced at Suzuki Sonoko, the owner of the villa in his eyes, and scratched his head awkwardly: "In fact, those crosses... are the markings of haunted houses."

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "Haunted house?"

Mr. Kaibu nodded: "I usually love to read mystery novels and horror novels, but I feel scared when I really encounter them in reality. So when choosing the place for the training camp, I investigated the general situation of the B\u0026B here in advance and deliberately avoided those houses with stories. "

"Wait." Suzuki Sonoko reacted belatedly, and her voice rose by one degree, "Are you saying that our villa is a haunted house? ! "

Although the scenery here is indeed the best...but what did you buy, sister! Can't you just pick a clean house to buy!

Suzuki Sonoko: "..." But think about it carefully, even if you buy a house other than a haunted house, it will still become a haunted house in a short time... Well, in this case, buying a haunted house directly is quite frugal? At least you can enjoy the scenery.

"Is that so?" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the villa, then at Suzuki Sonoko, and he seemed to be convinced: If I remember correctly, this big sister who often advertises with brother Jiang Xia does often buy haunted houses and live in haunted houses, and Mr. Kaibu's words seem to be tenable.

Suzuki Sonoko noticed his gaze, her eyes jumped, and she waved her not-so-hard fist, saying fiercely: "Boy, what's that look in your eyes!"

"No, nothing!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's thoughts were seen through, and he was very embarrassed. He hurriedly looked away, and in a panic, he cast his eyes on the teacher beside him, "By the way, let's not talk about whether Mr. Kaibu is innocent or not - you just killed someone, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Vermouth: "..."

Vodka: "Puff." This woman is really brave. With Uzo around, she dared to run around alone in the dark fog - look, she's unlucky, right?

Just as he was gloating, Vermouth heard the noise and glanced at him sideways.

"!" Vodka, "Cough cough cough!"

He quickly twisted the laughter that he couldn't help just now into a series of coughs that choked the cool wind, pretending that he didn't laugh at others just now.

Vermouth didn’t have time to pay attention to this idiot for the time being. She quickly retracted her gaze, pushed up her glasses, and smiled at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: “Are you talking about the person who tripped just now? When I was looking for you in the woods, someone suddenly rushed out and attacked me. I struggled in panic, and that person didn’t see his feet clearly, tripped and fell to the ground. I didn’t expect to scare you like this.”