Conan’s Corpse Picker

After entrusting the matter to the hardworking Dr. Agasa, Conan glanced at his phone, frowned and showed a puzzled look.

"Just now, Ayumi called and hung up after only one ring. She didn't even answer the call I called back." Conan always felt that something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became, "Could it be that something happened... Was she in a car accident? Was she kidnapped? Did she meet a murderer and was being hunted down and killed?"

Dr. Agasa originally wanted to say that it was not the case, but just as he opened his mouth, he thought of the bad luck of the three children, and his voice changed: "Uh... How about going over to see? I remember they went to the park to play."

"Yeah." Conan didn't dare to delay, picked up the skateboard and went out, heading straight for the park.

...

Rushing to the place in a hurry, Conan didn't see the figures of the three children, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Conan?" A motorcycle stopped beside him. Jiang Xia, who was passing by, took off his helmet and looked at him with interest. "You look a little anxious. What happened?"

Conan briefly talked about the strange phone call from Yoshida Ayumi just now: "I'm worried that they are involved in another case. Those three guys are really troublesome..."

Jiang Xia thought about it and patted his back seat: "Get on, I'll take you around the neighborhood, and you can tell me the way with your intuition."

On the smooth roads in the city, motorcycles do seem to be more convenient than skateboards.

Conan accepted the kindness from his neighbor, picked up the skateboard and jumped on Jiang Xia's car. He looked around and hesitated to point in a direction: "Let's go over there first. I remember there is a swing in the northwest corner. Those children usually like to play there. Maybe we can find some clues."

Jiang Xia certainly wouldn't refute. He put on his helmet again, turned the throttle, and the motorcycle roared over there.

Conan leaned back and was almost thrown off the car. He grabbed Jiang Xia's clothes: "You are speeding! It's daytime now!"

Jiang Xia's voice floated in the roar: "Slower than the speed you just skated."

Conan choked: "Skateboard... Skateboard is not a car, how can it be considered speeding..."

His voice lowered guiltily.

Then after a few dozen seconds, he raised it again in surprise: "Wait!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Xia had already braked the car.

——There was a cordon on the street ahead. Although the ground there had been cleared, some scattered debris and scorch marks could still be seen.

Jiang Xia parked the car on the side of the road. Before the motorcycle stopped completely, Conan had jumped off the car and ran over quickly.

He got through the cordon and asked the busy little policeman on the side of the road: "Uncle policeman, what happened here?"

"Little boy, don't cross that line!" The little policeman quickly arrested him and then seriously warned, "Don't make trouble, uncle is working."

As he said that, he turned back to continue cleaning up the scene.

Conan: "..."

He had no choice but to turn around and wait for Jiang Xia, waiting for this friend to come and scan his face.

However, he saw Jiang Xia staring at the messy ground, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he slowly squatted down.

Conan: "?!"

He was at a loss for a moment, and suddenly slapped his head: I almost forgot that there looked like a car accident here. And Jiang Xia didn't seem to like this scene...

Conan trotted over to see what was going on, but before he could speak, he saw Jiang Xia standing up again - a closer look showed that the expression of this famous detective was not only not terrified, but also faintly revealed a bit of interest.

Conan: "?"

He asked in confusion: "Why did you squat down suddenly just now?"

Jiang Xia looked at the murderous aura mixed with the vanilla ice cream and cigarette smell in his hand: "Tie shoelaces."

Conan: "..."

Jiang Xia patted his head with relief, then walked past the fake elementary school student to the nearby policeman, and he skillfully said: "You look familiar, are you Officer Narita from the Investigation Division 1?"

The policeman turned around in confusion, and when he saw the face of the speaker, he exclaimed in surprise: "Jiang Xia!"... It seems that after handling the scene here, he can go home!

The detective on the other side nodded and asked the question he expected: "What happened here?"

The young policeman reported seriously: "More than ten minutes ago, there was a car accident here - a speeding motorcycle hit a car at a corner, and was knocked away and hit another passing car.

"The motorcyclist died on the spot, and then..."

The policeman glanced at the reporters and onlookers outside the cordon, and lowered his voice cautiously: "Then we found a large amount of cash and a letter in the briefcase he carried with him - from the content of the letter and the dress of the motorcyclist, the driver who died on the spot is likely to be a kidnapper. "

Jiang Xia looked at the nearby alleys and thought: "This kind of location is indeed prone to car accidents, but it cannot be ruled out that someone is deliberately killing people to silence them - where are the drivers of the two cars involved?"

The young policeman showed admiration, worthy of being a famous detective, he had an idea so quickly, he hurriedly said: "They were taken back to the Metropolitan Police Department by Inspector Megure, and they should be taking statements now. "

Jiang Xia nodded: "I'll go and have a look."

He returned to the roadside and got on the motorcycle. Just as he turned off the accelerator, a voice came from behind: "Wait for me!"

Jiang Xia was startled: "..."

He almost forgot that there was someone behind him.

When you drink water, don't forget the well digger. He turned around and returned to the original place: "Get in the car."

Conan jumped into the car quickly: "..." Is it an illusion? I always feel that Jiang Xia was not affected by the car accident today, but his mobility seemed to be stronger than usual...

"No, strictly speaking, this is also an influence." Conan corrected himself in his heart, "It's just that Jiang Xia has a strong ability to adjust, and successfully turned negative emotions into motivation, which turned it into a good influence."

-Compared with the previous appearance of being offline when seeing the car accident explosion, the neighbor's mental state seemed to have improved significantly without knowing it.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the high-speed motorcycle, and rushed all the way to the Metropolitan Police Department with Jiang Xia.

...

"Brother Jiang Xia?"

Inspector Megure didn't expect there would be such a surprise: "Why are you here!"

Jiang Xia greeted him: "I just happened to pass by the car accident scene, and heard from the police there that you encountered a kidnapping case, so I came to see."

As he spoke, his eyes swept around and quickly took everything in.

Then the psychic found with a little confusion: there was no owner of the murderous aura of smoke and vanilla ice cream nearby.

…There were three familiar young figures in the corner. At this moment, they were huddled together, trembling, and looking particularly guilty.