Conan’s Corpse Picker

However, mature adults will not hang themselves on the same thing. Since there is no gain here, you might as well go to the other side to have fun.

Jiang Xia poked the water ball squatting on his shoulder: "How is that thing that attracted your attention before?"

Noah came back to his senses and quickly understood what the psychic master was asking.

The AI ​​ghostly looked at the policeman walking around, and then lowered his voice furtively: "That person has contacted the killer and is planning to submit relevant information."

Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully.

A while ago, while Noah was bored and surfing the Internet, he accidentally captured a piece of news about Mouri Kogoro - a prisoner that Moori Kogoro had captured had recently successfully escaped from prison. At this time, the man was planning to take revenge on this criminal. The middle-aged detective was sent in by himself, but he was worried that he was not strong enough on his own, so he was looking for a killer at a high price.

"Idle time is idle. Find an opportunity to replace Uncle Maori's photo with Ireland." Jiang Xia decided to help his dear colleague find something to do. "But speaking of it, the photo of Ireland..."

In my impression, Ireland is quite cautious and is usually very sensitive to the camera and will not leave his own image in the surveillance.

If he must get his photos, it's not impossible for Noah to hack into the organization's database and steal two... But in that case, the organization might react violently.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xia said: "Find someone who looks similar to him - it doesn't have to be exactly the same, as long as the features are similar. I remember that in Mr. Akai's team, there was a person with eyebrows very similar to him."

Noah was obviously very interested in this and was very motivated: "No problem, leave it to me!"

…

In a narrow and dark office.

A black figure's glasses reflected the reflection of the screen, and his hands were clicking on the keyboard. After writing the information, he raised his hand and pressed the print button.

The printer made a sound and started working, and the black figure stretched. At this moment, the electronic doorbell suddenly dinged and rang.

"?!"

As a wanted criminal on the run, the black figure is everywhere. He was startled, stood up, picked up the kitchen knife next to him, and walked quietly to the door.

However, looking out from the peephole, the door was empty and no one was there.

"…prank doorbell?"

The black figure spat, mentally cursing those guys who had nothing to do. He looked outside carefully a few more times, and then returned to the table uneasily.

After typing up a few pages of information, the figure in black hurriedly grabbed the paper and stuffed it into the portfolio. Not daring to keep it any longer, he climbed out of the window.

…

When outlaws are hiding in Tibet, waiting for revenge.

In the Metropolitan Police Department, detectives are still working hard to solve the case.

——Looking carefully, there was another piece of letter paper that fell out of the box left by the dead kidnapper.

[My father suffers from kidney disease and needs to be injected with medication every six hours - this is a life-threatening matter, so please take it seriously.

[We have enclosed the medicines used by my father. Please inject them in time. ]

"That's it." Jiang Xia squatted down, rummaged through the pile of money, and found a long and narrow metal box buried in the money. "If it is true as the letter said, then this must be handed over to the hostages as soon as possible. "

The Mumu Police Department was confused: "But where are the hostages?"

"It's unclear where the hostage is, but we may be able to contact his family first." Jiang Xia handed the box with the syringe to the police officer aside, "The hostage is in good financial condition, has long-term kidney disease, and more importantly His surname is 'Domoto', which is not very common and is much easier to find than Tanaka and Yamamoto."

As Miwako Sato listened, she suddenly understood what the detective meant. She said in surprise: "In other words, as long as we look for patients with kidney disease and the surname of 'Domoto' in those major hospitals, we can confirm the identity of the hostages. Then we can get more information about the kidnapper from his family!"

Jiang Xia nodded. He looked at the map of Tokyo taken out by a smart police officer next to him. His eyes fell on one of the buildings: "Let's start with the Mihua Central Hospital."

…

the other side.

After a long detour, Vodka sneakily drove the car to the hospital parking lot and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone. He felt a thump in his heart and swooped back into the car.

"What's wrong?" Ireland followed his gaze and looked at him with the same pause.

——The Memu Police Department, whom they had just met at the Metropolitan Police Department not long ago, actually appeared in front of them again with a group of police subordinates.

"He's looking for us?" Ireland was alert at first, but then felt something was wrong, "He doesn't know that you are coming to the hospital for treatment. Even if you want to come to the hospital, you won't go straight here... Is there something else?"

Vodka corrected him strictly: "I told you, I'm not seeing a doctor, I'm just here to interview a peripheral member."

Ireland ignored this sentence: the car accident that had gone badly just now had obviously slightly affected this confident member of the organization. He did not want to exchange feelings with his allies now. He just wanted Vodka to end this boring interview task as soon as possible and do other business. This way he can also collect some more useful information about gin.

At this moment, another person got out of the back seat of the Memu Police Department vehicle. The man looked around casually, and when his eyes fell in this direction, his eyes paused slightly.

Vodka: "?!"

For a moment, he had the urge to slide down the seat to the floor and hide. But soon he took a deep breath and reminded himself to stay calm.

"The current direction of light, combined with the special solar film of this car... unless Uzo has a pair of laser eyes, he can't see the scene in the car at all."

Vodka comforted himself in his heart: "He should just glance over here casually. As long as he stays calm, it's not a big problem! - That guy can't move around the police. I just need to wait until he leaves with the police, and then I can go in to see a doctor.

"After seeing the doctor, I will immediately take the interview report back to Brother Gin, and I won't leave at all!"

When he stayed up late to work overtime, Vodka had imagined his happy life of saying goodbye to overtime and wandering around outside every day.

But now, when this situation really happened, he realized that overtime is still happy.

"It's tiring, but at least I can live in peace that way." Vodka sighed tiredly in his heart, "Unlike now... the world outside is too dangerous. "

……

When a member of the Black Organization was silently revising his life plan.

At the door, Jiang Xia threw the ghosts over to let them suck away the murderous aura, and he went into the hospital with Inspector Megure.