Conan’s Corpse Picker

The guy who volunteered at that time secretly wore the hero's clothes and helmet, revealing only the lower half of his face.

Suzuki Sonoko thought he was Kudo Shinichi at first sight, so she always treated him as Kudo Shinichi, but now...

Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

She touched her chin, raised her hand to cover Hattori Heiji's eyes, looked at his lower half of his face carefully, and then looked back at Kudo Shinichi, who she hadn't seen for a while: "Look carefully, it's really similar after changing the color..."

Although the "hero" who volunteered at that time seemed to have made Kudo Shinichi's voice without much Osaka accent, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't be sure when she looked back now.

People's memory is unreliable. She forgot for a moment whether she really heard Kudo Shinichi's voice at that time, or because the person looked too similar, she automatically imagined Kudo Shinichi's voice.

... In any case, it was the fault of this Osaka high school student that she recognized the wrong person.

Suzuki Sonoko: "Why are you pretending to be Kudo?"

Hattori Heiji's mind raced, and his reaction to solving a case was usually not so fast: "At first I was just afraid that your performance would fail, so I went on stage to help you, but you mistook me for Kudo Shinichi. I thought it was very interesting, so I pretended to be Kudo."

Mouri Ran was skeptical: "Really..."

When several high school students reviewed what happened just now.

Next to him, "Dr. Shinde" silently pricked up his ears.

As an expert in disguise, Vermouth was very sure that although the two were very similar, the "protagonist" he saw on the stage was definitely not the dark-skinned Osaka detective in front of him - it must be Kudo Shinichi, and it was actually the high school version of Kudo Shinichi.

"Cool Guy actually found a way to change back to his original body?" Vermouth was in a complicated mood. "This is a good thing, but in another sense, it is actually a fatal bad thing... Speaking of which, what role did Wu Zuo play in this matter?"

"In addition, this change is probably related to Shirley. After the death of the couple, she was one of the people in the world who knew the medicine best..."

Vermouth's mood was surging, and the apple fragrance on her body became strong.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but secretly look at Jiang Xia.

——Although there is no evidence, she always feels that this colleague who has a close relationship with Teitan Junior High School must know everything.

But after hesitating for a moment, Vermouth did not approach to ask: Experience tells her that whether Wu Zuo knows or not, she will definitely not be able to ask anything. Maybe because of asking, she will cause some troubles that she doesn't want to see.

...Rationally, it should be like this.

But in fact, when she finished cleaning up the backstage and left the theater, Vermouth still couldn't help but talk to Jiang Xia, trying to get some information indirectly.

She quietly stepped back a few steps, and took Jiang Xia away from other high school students, and then chatted with him: "Although your class's drama performance failed, you seem to be in a very good mood?"

When she spoke, Vermouth was ready to be ridiculed or tested.

However, unexpectedly, Wu Zuo just smiled at her mysteriously and didn't say much.

Vermouth: "......?"

She was stunned for a moment, and understood it half a beat late: she originally teased the other party for being in a good mood, but now it seems that Wu Zuo is really in a good mood, so good that she didn't expect.

...What happened?

Did he take the opportunity to play with Akai Shuichi twice and have fun?

But today, apart from almost sending that guy to the police station, nothing special seemed to have happened. Even if the opponent was the rare "Silver Bullet", it seemed that Uzo's mood should not have improved so much...

This made Vermouth feel a little itchy, and she became uncontrollably curious. She asked again: "What happy things have you encountered?"

Sure enough, a young cadre who loves the stage would not mind showing others the results of his busy day.

Jiang Xia hooked his finger at Vermouth like a mysterious cowboy in the movie, and then when the other party came closer curiously, he slightly opened his coat and showed her what was inside.

Vermouth: "..."

Vermouth rubbed his eyes and looked at the cold and hard black metal that he had pinned on his waist again: "......?"

Why does it look so much like a gun?

Wait, no matter how you look at it, it's a gun, and it's a Jericho 941, a rare style in China, and it's not often used in the organization.

...Where did you get this thing! !

A dangerous and uncontrollable young cadre, plus a dangerous hot weapon. This bad combination made the Thousand-Faced Witch feel cold on her back, and she had the urge to turn around and leave, and immediately pull Mao Lilan back out of Uzo's range.

But now that things have come to this, running away now will only expose your back and kill you faster.

Belmode took a deep breath and had to bet her life on the fact that Wuzo would not use such crude means as "shooting people in the street".

She looked away as if she hadn't seen anything and walked forward as if nothing had happened, but she couldn't help but twitching her eyes: "Who gave it to you?"

Jiang Xia rearranged her clothes and was in a good mood: "A passerby gave it to me."

Belmode: "..."

Although she knew that the gun was not given by Shuichi Akai, and that the guy next to her must have used some means, at this moment, her killing intent against Shuichi Akai still reached its peak: useless ace, he can't even take care of his own gun, do you know how many people this will harm?

If Shuichi Akai didn't know Wu Zuo's identity, she would have suspected that the FBI deliberately let the weapon fall into Jiang Xia's hands to cause trouble for the organization.

Vermouth: "..." Damn FBI... No, I have to tell Gin about this as soon as possible. Gin has a lot of task lists, and there may be tasks that Wu Zuo is interested in. I have to ask him to bring more to exchange.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Xia looked her up and down, his eyes stopped on her, revealing a thoughtful look.

Vermouth was forced to come back to her senses. She looked back, her eyes were slightly alert in doubt: "?"

After looking at each other for a moment, she saw Jiang Xia raised his hand... and then hooked his finger at her again, another action that was the same as before.

"?!" Vermouth's heart was suddenly alarmed.

However, whether it was curiosity or the desire to survive, she could only grit her teeth and move closer again after a moment of hesitation.

This time, Jiang Xia took two slow steps to change positions with her, and then quietly pulled open the other side of the hem.

Belmode looked closely, and her bad premonition came true.

——There was another gun pinned over there, this time it was a Browning M1935. If I remember correctly, this model is often used by Vodka.

Belmode: "..."