Conan’s Corpse Picker

Gin looked at the vodka: "..." It seems reasonable at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, any doubts will not arise out of thin air. Since Belmod felt something was wrong with Vodka and specifically said it... it meant that at least one of the two people had a problem.

It's just that Belmode is far away from him, and any problems are other people's problems. But the assistant next to him... must nip possible dangers before they begin.

Gin lit a cigarette, thought for a while, and then spoke under Vodka's anxious gaze: "I remember I asked you to see a psychiatrist a few days ago. What was the result?"

Vodka: "..." If I guessed correctly, it should be the psychiatrist that the boss asked you to check. Why did you just pass it on to me... By the way, are you asking the doctor or me for this result?

He muttered in his heart and said respectfully: "I'm very sorry, I've been too busy recently. I, I haven't had time to go..."

Gin Jiu understood something and sneered: He actually concealed his illness and refused to seek medical treatment. The possibility of this little brother having a problem increased.

Vodka boldly read Gin's expression, and his scalp instantly went numb. He blurted out: "I'll go tomorrow!"

...The reason why I don't want to see a psychiatrist is not because I think I have a mental problem, but because I always feel that doctors are easily related to Uzo, especially psychiatrists.

But now, if he doesn't go, he may be on Uzo's sinister stage in another way.

Vodka gave Uzo a little straw in his heart, and tearfully accepted this dangerous task of seeing a doctor.

…

Soon, however, Vodka discovered that there was more to worry about than just possible encounters with the doctor.

more importantly……

Brother Gin actually refused to go to the doctor!

In other words, before he successfully sees the doctor, he will return to his previous state of independent action.

Vodka: "..." Could that guy Uzo suddenly pop up like he did a few days ago and take advantage of the situation...

"But if you think about it carefully, Tokyo is so big, the probability of meeting him is actually very low." Vodka touched his chin, "It's just because he impresses me every time I meet him, so I have the illusion that he is everywhere , but if you think about it carefully, there are actually more times when you don’t meet Uzo.”

"And times have changed." Vodka gradually came up with a plan, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Before, due to the constraints of the mission, and the gun in his hand, I had to be coy and submissive around that kid... But now, there is no compulsion on me. As long as I run away as soon as I see the guy, the problem will be solved."

Thinking about his level of drag racing, he sat up straight with vodka and tried to adjust his mentality, trying to make himself optimistic and confident:

Although he was nominally going to inspect the doctor, he knew in his heart that this was both an inspection of the doctor and an inspection of his vodka - he had to make himself look like an ordinary person with a normal mentality, rather than suddenly carrying a The label of "psychological problem" will only arouse the suspicion of the boss, and may even result in being silenced.

"By the way, since I'm going out alone, I definitely can't drive my brother's antique Porsche. I have to find a more ordinary car."

Vodka thought of the life-saving experience he had just summarized not long ago. In order to avoid accidentally entering the stage where Uzo was tailor-made for Akai Shuichi, he thought seriously: "Why don't you change your clothes and wear something of other colors? - Maybe in this way, Uzuo will recognize him in a flash. Without me, a cadre of the black organization, I can escape the scene more calmly."

A series of plans quickly formed in my mind.

Just as he said, Vodka rummaged through his casual wardrobe, which had not been touched for a long time, and found a somewhat old dark green jacket, and then pulled out a pair of light-colored jeans.

He put on his clothes, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned silently: something felt wrong.

After a moment, the cadre in black suddenly realized, reached out and took off the black top hat on his head.

"This way I look like a completely ordinary person." Vodka pushed up his sunglasses, skillfully applied hairspray to fix his hair, and nodded with satisfaction, "Why didn't I think of this trick earlier, but it's not too late now... let's go! "

The driver with new equipment turned the car key and went out happily.

…

the other side.

Rice Krispies Bank.

Jiang Xia cashed out the check from the cat-catching client and planned to give a share of the cash to the young men who were working hard to catch cats and find dogs.

While he was thinking about why clients like to use checks so much, suddenly, he was poked by ghosts floating around.

"?" Jiang Xia came back to her senses, followed their directions, and paused.

"Jiang Xia!" Almost at the same time, Mao Lilan's voice of surprise came from the door of the bank, "What a coincidence, you are also here to cash the check?"

Jiang Xia nodded. He looked at the sudden appearance of the Maori father and daughter Jia Conan, and his mood began to rise: the boring day seemed to be coming to an end.

…

Mouri Kogoro has been a detective for so many years, and he is equally familiar with cashing checks. Soon he finished his business and planned to go home.

When passing by the door, he saw the billboard next to the door. He stopped thoughtfully, showing a look of reminiscence.

Mao Lilan, who was talking to Jiang Xia, was startled when she saw this, and approached curiously: "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Mouri Kogoro came back to his senses. He looked at the two teenagers next to him, and then at the kid who seemed to be only seven years old. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I suddenly remembered that all banks used to open a special Citizen Column – right here.”

He gestured towards the notice board in front of him: "In those days, many people would post small notes here to advertise, and the most common ones were news about adopting pets and applying for tutors. When I was a tutor, I relied on this kind of notices. Grab business."

Jiang Xia was thoughtful and suddenly inspired: "..." Tutor? This sounds like a profession where it is easy to encounter cases by chance. Unfortunately, most tutors nowadays start out as college students. It is not easy for him, a high school sophomore, to successfully apply... But if you think about it carefully, isn't there someone who is a graduate student next to you? Maybe Okiya Subaru can try to work in this direction.

In addition, although I can't be a tutor myself, it seems that I can find a tutor...

A psychic who knows people well and is good at using them is silently lost in thought.

Next to him, Conan didn't think much about it. He was simply surprised by the topic: "Tutor?"

Mao Lilan was also a little surprised: "Have you really been a tutor? This is the first time I've heard of this..."