Conan’s Corpse Picker

The gangster fell to the ground, grimacing in pain. It took two seconds before he regained his strength and got up.

He turned angrily and looked at the woman who had the audacity to trip him. However, before he could speak, he was interrupted by a shocked "Oh sorry!"

What followed was a series of English apologies that were smeared on her face. Judy explained anxiously while getting up and walking in front of him. She became more and more excited as she spoke, and even held his hand to show her sincerity.

The gunman's head was spinning after hearing this, and he could only barely understand from the foreigner's movements that she didn't mean to trip her up. He didn't bother to argue with this guy who spoke English, and just said: "Okay, okay, hurry up. I'll go back and sit down!"

Judy gave him a friendly smile and returned to her seat to sit down.

Next to her, the "new doctor" gave her his first meaningful look: This annoying FBI is of some use...

Conan: "..." It's so bold for a skilled person... Forget it, now is not the time to study the behavior of these suspicious people. While the two robbers were at the front of the car, he had to do something as soon as possible to save the passengers.

With this in mind, Conan quietly took out his mini phone.

He hung up his earphones and was about to dial the number to the Memu Police Department, but suddenly, a tall shadow fell on him.

"..."

Conan raised his head stiffly and caught sight of the robber who had turned back at some point.

"Kid, what are you doing?!" He grabbed Conan by the collar and pushed him to the ground.

Conan fell to the ground with a thud, and the mini phone fell out of his hands and rolled to the feet of the robber.

"Elementary school students are using high technology these days." The robber cursed and crushed the phone with his foot. "Go back and sit down! If you dare to do something small again, I won't take it lightly!"

Conan touched his sore shoulders and head, and sat up with difficulty. He frowned and looked at the two robbers: Strange, he was clearly huddled behind the chair and dialing just now, and the two robbers were at the front of the bus. ...How did the robber notice his little moves?

Perhaps it was because he hadn't gotten up for a long time. Next to him, a kind-hearted passerby offered a helping hand: "Are you okay? Can you get up?"

"Ah, thank you." Conan came to his senses and stood up holding the hand. The cool temperature in his palm made him slightly startled, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the owner of the hand.

The next moment, a man wearing black casual clothes and a peaked cap on his head jumped into view.

Conan looked at the peaked cap made of strange material, then at the slightly fluffy curly hair under the hat, and scratched his head: This person... seems familiar?

…Wait a minute, before that, wasn’t there an empty seat next to me? When did there become someone else? !

Conan's heart skipped a beat, and a word suddenly jumped out: It's haunted!

But soon, the very materialistic detective had an explanation for this.

"Ying, it's probably just that this person's presence was too low and he got in the car before us, so I didn't pay attention."

Conan nodded secretly in his mind: "When I got in the car, all I could think about was John, and I was worried about whether he would be euthanized. Not long after that, suspicious people came up one after another.

"My attention is all on them, and it's normal to ignore other passengers around me... Well, if all possibilities are eliminated, the rest is the truth. Otherwise, this passenger couldn't have taken advantage of my distraction and sneaked out from under the seat. He must have crawled here - his clothes are very neat and black, which is the easiest color to stain. This is definitely not the case."

As his thoughts turned, Conan suddenly remembered where he had seen him: "It's you!"

Once before, he was in a hurry and took Jiangxia's motorcycle to travel. As a result, he was in such a hurry that he bumped into someone on the way. If I remember correctly, the enthusiastic passenger in front of me was the one who was hit at that time. It's just that he was wearing A suit.

Thinking of this car accident, Conan couldn't help but feel guilty. He cleared his throat and decided not to recall these past events, but to focus on the current predicament.

"Speaking of which, I remember that there are still three people in this gang of robbers who have fled." Conan glanced at the last row of the bus, "And now, there are only two who have come forward to hijack the vehicle - that is to say, they are likely to separate. Action was taken, and one of the accomplices pretended to be a passenger and blended in with our group of real passengers.”

Thinking of this, the potential robber accomplice suddenly became clear in Conan's mind: He was hiding behind a chair just now and making a phone call. The only people who could see him were the curly-haired passenger next to him and the one sitting in the last seat of the bus. Three people in the queue.

"The two robbers who were standing in front just now did not lower their heads to check their mobile phones or answer the phone. In other words, the accomplice reminded them through other means.

"The gentleman next to me made so little movement that I almost didn't notice him, so I can rule it out first.

"Then the only ones left are the three passengers sitting in the last row..."

Conan's eyes first fell on Akai Shuichi: "Based on the degree of suspicion, this guy is undoubtedly the most suspicious, but I always feel that compared to his accomplices, he can definitely be the boss of this gang of robbers..."

…

Conan was trying hard to choose one of his three options.

Outside the car, a group of policemen were anxiously observing the situation secretly.

"I am Takagi!" Officer Takagi held the binoculars and peered into the car while saying, "There are two robbers in total, all wearing ski suits, goggles and hats. Their appearance cannot be seen clearly - the two robbers Everybody has a gun."

"There are guns. We must be careful." Inspector Megure wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The bus should go around the city. You should clear other vehicles on the road in advance to avoid accidental injuries."

"Inspector." Officer Shiratori hung up the phone next to him. "The superior just gave a reply. Everything is to ensure the safety of the hostages. They are arranging the release of Yajima Gangnan."

"Well, this is the only way for now." Inspector Megure sighed. He flipped through the information that was urgently sent to him. "There are three people from that gang still on the run. I remember there is also a blasting expert among them. If they carry bombs in addition to pistols, things will be troublesome."

"Bomb..."

When this word was mentioned, Inspector Megure, who was already having a headache, suddenly had a headache. He picked up the phone again and contacted Sato Miwako: "How are you doing? Did you catch up with the passenger who rented the bomb vehicle by mistake?"

--Today they went out early and, with the help of brother Jiang Xia, quickly solved a case of a lawyer killing people with dogs.

At that time, Inspector Megure thought that the busy day was over and he could relax from now on... But now thinking about it, he was too naive at that time.

What end? This was clearly the beginning of the overtime work in hell.