Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 2372 2376 [Usagi under construction] Ask for monthly votes (づど)

The group of people chased out in a mighty manner, and the living room suddenly became spacious and deserted, leaving only three innocent holiday experiencers.

The three looked at each other for a moment, and instinctively followed - although the identity of the murderer was clear, the terrible aftermath of the crazy murderer still lingered around them. At this time, it was safest to be with those Tokyo people who looked very reliable.

The seriously injured painter Kobayashi had long been arranged in another room, and this living room that had been bombed became empty in the blink of an eye.

However, soon, a group of leg-pulling shikigami that were invisible to the naked eye flew in from the gap and piled up in the corner to form a ball of puppet clay.

The ball of clay quickly rose and took shape, and in the blink of an eye, a curly-haired man in a black suit, a tie of the same color and sunglasses appeared in the living room.

Matsuda Jinpei pushed up his sunglasses and took a look outside the house.

After making sure that everyone had run far away, it crouched down stealthily, quickly lifted the carpet and floor, and began to work.

…

The dense forest blocked everyone's sight, so they had to spend some time to figure out where Tono Eiji was going.

“Here!” Hattori Heiji saw with his sharp eyes, “He went to the lake!”

The group rumbled to the lake, but when they were about to reach the place, they heard a roar of a motor - Tono Eiji actually forced himself to board the flooded boat, and the boat was also very competitive, breaking through the water at a speed that was not inferior to the intact speed, and took him to the center of the lake in the blink of an eye.

“Can this work?” Vodka looked shocked, “The boat was flooded, and it was still on the lake for so long, I don’t know what the inside is like. I thought it would explode as soon as he pulled the motor…”

“Boom——”

Before he finished speaking, a violent explosion resounded through the sky.

——The boat in the center of the lake exploded with a bang, and the fragments were scattered with flames, and the water reflected the blazing fire.

Vodka looked at the green smoke rising straight in the distance: "..."

...Wait, he just said it casually, how come it really exploded? !

Hattori Heiji looked at the exploded boat in a daze, and first felt complicated for the murderer who ended in this way, and then looked at Vodka: "Did you know that the boat would explode?"

Vodka wanted to slap himself on the mouth, but at this time he could only pretend to be calm: "...reasoning."

Hattori Heiji's eyes became suspicious. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to be full of "You also understand reasoning?"

Vodka: "..."Humph, who are you looking down on! Besides, even if you don't understand reasoning, can you still understand Uzo?

Although he was a little indignant, his reason made him not bother with this annoying detective No. 2. He was frugal with words and didn't answer again.

Hattori Heiji was full of suspicion and opened his mouth to ask, but before he opened his mouth, Conan quietly kicked him.

Hattori Heiji: "..."

Damn it, he wanted to investigate the Black Organization, but he couldn't let the people in the organization know that others knew their identities, otherwise they would be killed... What kind of hell is Kudo's life like? Doesn't his curiosity hurt?

He was muttering to himself while playing with the things in his hands.

As he was playing, Hattori Heiji's attention drifted to his hands. He remembered something and looked down at the bomb remote control he had snatched. His fingertips tapped the button: "Speaking of which, when this thing hit me just now, the button seemed to be pressed halfway. I was really scared at the time, but who knew that there was no explosion in the house-could the so-called bomb be just a cover for the murderer to scare us? Maybe he is not really that crazy?"

"Dr. Shinide" pushed his glasses with a hidden merit: "..." Stupid, actually pinning his hopes on the murderer and Usa's kindness. There was no explosion in the house, of course it was because I demolished it...

"Boom boom--!"

An explosion far more violent than the one in the center of the lake suddenly sounded behind them, and the grass and trees on the ground seemed to tremble in unison.

Vermouth suddenly turned around and looked at the black smoke rising into the sky in disbelief: "..." How could this be possible? !

"What's going on, what's going on?!" Suzuki Sonoko jumped in fear, she covered her ears and jumped to her classmates, and hurriedly turned back to see, "This location... our villa exploded?"

Yuyama Kazuha was at a loss for a moment, and slapped Hattori Heiji on the shoulder: "It's all your fault, playing with the remote control for nothing!"

Hattori Heiji held the remote control in his hand dully: "But, I, but, it was clearly..."

Jiang Xia: "Go back to put out the fire first."

"Oh, okay!"

The group woke up as if from a dream, and hurried back the same way they ran to the lake just now.

Passing through the dense woods, soon, a villa that was blown to pieces appeared in front of everyone.

——The bomb buried underground was quite heavy, but perhaps because the murderer had a special liking for the legend of the Sad Love Lake, the fire prevention project of the villa was done well. A circle of sand was deliberately left empty around to isolate the spread of the fire. There was no strong wind at this time, and the sporadic flames on the fragments burned quietly and gradually extinguished.

"Fortunately, fortunately." The tour guide breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on the ground, "If it turns into a wildfire, things will be troublesome."

Next to him, someone looked at the collapsed villa and felt a little scared.

Vermouth: "..." She had clearly dealt with the bomb buried under the floor, but now... how did things turn out like this? !

At this moment, recalling the scene of the confrontation with the murderer holding the remote control, Vermouth lost her leisure and was terrified: if Uzo knocked the remote control from the murderer, the remote control button would be knocked off; or if the Osaka detective who was impatient was distracted when holding the remote control and accidentally clicked it twice like just now...

Vodka stood by and remembered that he was forced to chop people in this dangerous villa not long ago, and his face was also not very good.

However, compared to Vermouth, he seemed much calmer. He was afraid and took notes in his mind: "..." Uzo, this guy, really has a special liking for things like "using bombs to mop up the mess". The more gorgeous the stage, the more explosions should be used to embellish it. In addition, this can also destroy many traces, which is in line with the fine traditions of the organization... The only surprise is that it was Hattori Heiji who pressed the explosion button.

"I thought it would be that little sly guy pretending to be innocent and pressing the remote control, but now it seems that this sinister and cunning elementary school student is better at hiding himself than I thought." Vodka looked at Hattori Heiji and Conan and re-evaluated them. "This Osaka detective has been more deeply affected than I thought. It seems that his danger rating must be raised one level."