Conan’s Corpse Picker

The parking lot in the yard.

Curacao wore a flawless black short hair, pushed the plain glasses on the bridge of her nose, and adjusted her capable suit.

Finally, she glanced at the makeup mirror on the sun visor, nodded slightly at the flawless lawyer's outfit, pushed the door and got out of the car.

As soon as she stood firm, she saw a middle-aged lady in a kimono coming out of the house. Curacao closed the car door with his backhand and gave her a professional smile.

The things the higher-ups wanted were always strange, for example, Rum had set his eyes on a set of black-glazed ancient tea sets collected by this family - it was said that a person he wanted to win over had this hobby, and Rum planned to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and cater to his interests.

This was not a big deal. After Curacao found out the economic situation of this family, he allocated enough funds and randomly sent a younger brother to purchase, but unexpectedly, the head of the Ogata family refused to make a move.

It seemed risky to rob such things used as gifts. After thinking for a while, Curacao revealed his identity as a lawyer and developed a complete plan.

Now is the time to close the plan.

While thinking, she shook hands with Mrs. Ogata: "Hello, I am the lawyer hired by Mr. Ogata before his death, Shirai Akiko, you can call me..."

"Miss Akiko!"

A delighted female voice suddenly came from behind the door, interrupting Curacao's self-introduction.

"?" Curacao took 0.5 seconds to identify the voice, and another 0.5 seconds to look up in disbelief.

When she looked over Mrs. Ogata's shoulder and saw the face of the speaker, her heart skipped a beat and the smile on her face almost disappeared.

... Ran Maori?

... Why is this girl here!

Of course, a mere high school girl is not worthy of the attention of the organization cadres. But the problem is that this girl is behind...

"Hmm? Miss lawyer?"

Sure enough, another voice came from the door, with a gentle voice and a hint of friendliness. However, the moment this voice penetrated into her ears, Curacao's eyes jumped fiercely.

For a second or two, she wanted to let go of Mrs. Ogata's hand, step back and sit back in the car, and then step on the accelerator to leave Tokyo.

... But unfortunately, no matter her identity as a lawyer, her plan, or her pride as a senior... Curacao could only take a deep breath and stay here with a smile.

"Ms. Xiaolan? Jiang Xia." Curacao greeted them with some surprise, "Long time no see."

"And me, and me!" Suzuki Sonoko also waved to the lawyer lady who had been with her for a while, "What a coincidence, it seems that we are quite destined."

Curacao: "..." As expected, he was a nasty guy who had been contaminated by Uzo, and the first sentence he said when they met was a sore spot for her...

By the way, what was this small team of high school students doing here suddenly?

"The timing is too coincidental, it's as if they were ambushing me here." Curacao couldn't help but think of some conspiracy theories, "Did someone expose my mission?"

She first thought of her colleague Bourbon who was deceived by Uzo, but then she thought that Bourbon didn't know her whereabouts at all.

"Could it be Rum? But Rum has no reason to do this... Maybe it's just a coincidence?" Curacao suspected her boss in her heart, and was forced to greet the "acquaintances" she had met a few times. In the end, she followed everyone into the Ogata family with a painful mood.

After several high school students looked away from her, Curacao quietly reached into her pocket and began to write an email to Rum:

[Uzo appeared in the target's home, the situation has changed, I will retreat temporarily. The tea set may be given to you later. ]

- She will find an excuse to slip away later, and then wait until Uzo leaves... No, even if Uzo's people leave, his traps will definitely remain, so it's better to find a subordinate to come for her.

As she was muttering to herself, her phone suddenly buzzed - Rum, who was impatient, had replied.

Curacao glanced at the people in front of her, and seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, she opened her inbox and took a look.

Then her eyes paused.

The message her boss sent back to her was:

[Uzo is here too? What a coincidence.

Instead of retreating, you might as well stay and communicate with him more, or ask him to provide some help for your task - get along well, maybe you will be colleagues in the future. ]

Curacao: "... # "

Her fingertips unconsciously closed, and she almost squeezed the phone to make a creaking sound: ... Rum is still trying to win over Uzo, how does this guy maintain such optimism and confidence? Doesn't the arm injured by the explosion last time hurt anymore? ?

She took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anger in her heart.

...

Anyway, she's here. Even if she retreats hastily now, there's no guarantee that there will be no other traps on the way of retreat. Plus Rum's attitude... Instead of getting entangled like this, it's better to bite the bullet and complete this task, and then leave here immediately.

"Think carefully, Wuzo is not that scary. Although I have been tricked by him several times before, my reaction now is really a bit extreme."

Curacao comforted himself in his heart, while trying his best to reduce his presence: "Calm down, don't be affected by him. Just treat him as an ordinary dangerous person and be more careful."

She closed her eyes and pinched her forehead. When she opened her eyes again after sorting out her mood, there was suddenly another person next to her.

The high school student detective who was nearby looked concerned: "You don't look well. Can I help you sit over there?"

Curacao's fingers trembled: "..."

How come this guy walks without making any sound? ! ... I'm fine! It's better for you to stay away from me than anything else!

Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice her disdain. He glanced forward and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he casually chatted with his colleague next to him: "My assistant Mr. Yamada is seeing a psychologist recently, and his doctor's name is also Shirai - so it seems that you two are quite predestined, do you want to get to know each other?"

Curacao's face was numb: "..." I don't want to hear the word "predestined" again. In addition, if possible, let alone the doctor, I don't even want to know you.

Jiang Xia didn't mind that the cold colleague didn't seem to have any intention of communicating. He picked up a few handfuls of aloe vera, and then followed Mrs. Ogata into the living room in a good mood.

...

"Miss Lawyer" came to announce the will today.

But the time is not up yet, so Mrs. Ogata's attention is more focused on another thing than Curacao.

"By the way, Miss Haruna." Mrs. Ogata looked at Yuuki Haruna, "Did you bring the music box that my father-in-law left for you?"