Conan’s Corpse Picker

After the false alarm, Jiang Xia and Hattori Heiji went into the small warehouse and quickly found a bag of flour.

Hattori Heiji pulled the heavy bag of flour and said to Jiang Xia with lingering fear: "Do you think there is any poison in it?"

Jiang Xia: "The packaging is complete, there shouldn't be any."

Hattori Heiji looked at the flour suspiciously, and couldn't find any fault for a while, so he had to carry it back to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Vodka saw that they came back so quickly, and his expression became a little complicated.

Jiang Xia glanced at him, and really couldn't guess what this bucket of ice cream was thinking. But perhaps because he has been in contact with various ordinary citizens recently, Vodka's production is much higher than before, and Jiang Xia likes this colleague more and more, so the two looked at each other, and he smiled at Vodka to show his friendliness.

Vodka's eyes jumped and turned his head away.

……

The tour guide got the flour, and under Hattori Heiji's suspicious gaze, he finished the meal tremblingly.

After dinner, everyone did their own thing, repeating the days of the previous two days idly.

Vodka looked around and found a low-key corner that was not out of the crowd. He happily walked over and sat down. Just as he sat down, the sofa next to him sank and someone sat next to him very naturally.

Vodka: "..."

Jiang Xia: "How is your foot?"

Vodka then remembered that he had just "twisted his ankle" not long ago. He was about to pretend to be in pain, but then he realized that he had forgotten to pretend for a while before, and now he has been walking normally.

...It seems a bit deliberate to make up for it now.

He had to consider and say: "It should be healed soon." - that is, between good and not good, and can always adjust the state of the ankle according to the specific situation!

Jiang Xia: "That's good."

"It's a medical miracle." A voice floated from the side. "Dr. Shinde" was also listening. At this time, she yawned and interrupted casually, "Before, he was rolling on the ground in pain, but now he can actually walk normally. Mr. Yamada's recovery ability is really good."

Vodka: "..."

...Is it an illusion? I always feel that this woman is targeting him, and as time goes by, the targeting becomes more and more obvious.

"It's easy to have problems if you stay with Uzo for a long time. Belmode's mental state has become more and more unstable."

Vodka glanced at this colleague warily: "But why is she targeting me? We are all victims of Uzo, and she should obviously join forces with me, but in fact, I always feel that she wants me to disappear... How did I offend her?"

Vodka was puzzled.

However, the hostility and targeting from "Dr. Shinde" obviously continued.

-Dinner time, the tour guide went into the kitchen to fiddle for a while, and walked out again with a look of embarrassment.

"That..." The tour guide wiped his hands, "The flour has been spilled. I remember there is still a bag in the warehouse. Who can help me..."

"You did it on purpose!" Hattori Heiji's eyes jumped, "Why did it spill for no reason?"

The tour guide lowered his head and said, "Too many things have happened in the past few days. I was a little distracted when cooking..."

Hattori Heiji knew that the brutal murderer who had taken two lives was likely among the remaining people, and excluding his own people, there were actually not many people left.

He stared at the tour guide suspiciously: "Did you first use the missing ingredients for lunch to test who was willing to help you get things from the warehouse. Then after confirming this, you made some targeted arrangements and wanted to use the same method to trick people away at dinner? - Tell me, what do you want to do to the rest of the people by sending me and Jiang Xia away?"

The tour guide was stunned by this complicated plan. After a second, he came back to his senses and waved his hands repeatedly: "I didn't!"

Hattori Heiji snorted coldly: "Then how did you happen to spill the flour you just brought back?"

The tour guide wanted to cry but had no tears: "But it just spilled."

Whether the flour was killed by the poisonous hands was an accident or intentional, it seemed difficult to determine for a while.

But no matter what, the meal still had to be eaten.

But who to send to get the flour seemed to be a problem-it was night now, more dangerous than at noon, and everyone looked at each other with fear on their faces.

Jiang Xia glanced at Vodka.

Almost at the same time, Hattori Heiji's eyes also fell on Vodka's face.

The Osaka detective touched his chin, and a cunning light seemed to flash in his eyes: "Mr. Yamada, why don't you go."

Vodka was stunned. He didn't expect that this Kansai detective with thick eyebrows and big eyes would suddenly attack him. He pointed at himself blankly: "... Me?"

Hattori Heiji nodded: "The murderer may be hiding among us. If I send someone else, I am worried that he will tamper with the ingredients - but you are different. You came with Jiang Xia, and I can trust you."

... This is of course a lie.

Hattori Heiji just simply thought: Since the tour guide wants to send him and Jiang Xia away, then he should do the opposite and let the guy who is on the opposite side of him and Jiang Xia go to the small warehouse to completely disrupt the murderer's sinister plan.

As for tampering with the ingredients... This kind of flour is tightly packaged, waterproof and moisture-proof. If there are signs of being opened, it will be seen at a glance. And Vodka will also eat the things made from flour, this guy should not poison it.

Next to him, Conan, who is also a high school detective, immediately understood Hattori Heiji's idea.

He secretly clenched his fists and thought to himself what a great idea.

Others all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they didn't have to go.

Everyone was happy, except for Vodka whose eyes twitched wildly. He wanted to kick this troublemaker out of the door, but as a fan of Jiang Xia, "Mr. Yamada", he shouldn't refuse this arrangement. Now everyone is on high alert and wants to get rid of the "murderer" hiding inside. If he behaves too suspiciously... things might not be good.

Vodka: "..." But I really don't want to go!

He thought about it, stood up, and hissed.

Just when he was about to say that his ankle hurt, the doctor next to him looked at him and pretended to bend over to help him check: "What's wrong?"

Vodka retracted his legs: "Nothing, just sitting for a long time, my legs are a little numb." - Just kidding, going to the warehouse now may only be dangerous, but if he lets Vermouth check, his ankle will definitely be in danger!

If he can't move in this situation... then even if he escapes this time, he will suffer next time.

"Mr. Yamada" calculated the account and realized with a curse that he might have to go.

...But we still have to fight for the survival rate we should fight for.

Vodka glanced at everyone: "Am I going alone?"

First, find a teammate who is not threatening. Then when the critical moment comes, all you have to do is run faster than your teammates!