Conan’s Corpse Picker

"Why did you draw this picture?" Kobayashi Seiji was scribbling something in his sketchbook. When he heard this question, he raised his head and glanced at Officer Takagi, "Why do you need to breathe, why do you need to eat, why do you need to Having a crush on the female police officer next to you? - Just like you are pursuing these things instinctively, I am also pursuing my art all the time.”

Officer Takagi seemed to have been hit head on. After a second, he jumped up from his chair like a ripe shrimp: "What, what, what secret love?! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Ha." Xiaolin Xinger smiled gloomily, "Forget it if you don't want to admit it."

"..." Officer Takagi secretly glanced at Miwako Sato who was busy in the distance. Seeing that she didn't pay attention to the movement here, he sat back on the stool with lingering fear.

Judy was more concerned about another thing. She looked at Kobayashi Seiji and said tentatively: "I am always nervous every time I come to the police station, but Mr. Kobayashi doesn't seem to be like this."

Xiao Linxing didn't even raise his head: "That's because you don't come often enough. You'll get used to it if you come a few times."

Judy: "..."

...I'm chatting with you, why are you cursing me! !

Next to him, Officer Takagi was not surprised by this: in his impression, this well-known painter was obsessed with painting all kinds of corpses - others would scream to the police when they bumped into a crime scene, while Kobayashi Seiji would scream when he bumped into a crime scene. He would happily run in to paint, so this guy had been taken to the police station as a suspect more than once, and his familiarity with the Metropolitan Police Department was probably no less than that of some ordinary detectives.

But this is obviously not the focus right now. The focus is still on today’s bus bombing.

Thinking of the painter's constitution during the incident, Officer Takagi couldn't help but speculate: Could it be that the painter Kobayashi accidentally bumped into the criminal's planning scene, so he was inspired to draw such a thing?

Thinking of this, he considered his words and asked again more specifically: "Where did you get the inspiration for this painting? - Why is the most severely burned figure in the middle wearing a black hat on his head? Hat, who are you insinuating?”

Kobayashi Seiji frowned when he heard this: "I just paint if I want to. There are so many reasons. But just talking about this painting..."

He suddenly remembered something and said gloomily: "There are really other reasons - in the previous case at Didan High School, there was a guy in a black hat who suspected that I was the murderer for no reason, which led to your police taking away my notebook. ”

He touched the sketchbook in his arms: "So I had a deep impression on that person. I happened to meet him near my house a few days ago, so after returning home, I simply drew a portrait for him."

Officer Takagi understood: "So this is actually a cursed portrait?"

"Of course not." Kobayashi Seiji showed that chilling smile again, "I just think this kind of destination is very suitable for him - he seems to be a very powerful person, and only such a person is worthy of a life." A grand enough death.”

Judy's hair stood up slightly when she heard this: "..." This, this is exactly Uzo's fallacy! This madman actually said it in front of the policeman - what are the policemen over there doing in such a daze? Arrest people quickly!

Officer Takagi received the hint from Teacher Judy's eyes, but he could only sigh helplessly: The police can only catch criminals, not perverts - if the face of the person in the painting is clearly shown, maybe they can find a way I'm talking about image rights, but now...

Officer Takagi looked at the charred and twisted figure in the oil painting and shook his head silently.

Judy didn't expect that the police officer was so easy to fool. She shook her head and had to take action herself: "But why don't you use canvas to paint, but to paint it on a postcard? What is that string of words written on the back of the postcard?" mean?"

Officer Takagi: "!" Yes, it's a bit suspicious to say that - after all, everyone around Jiang Xia has indeed become good at reasoning, even this foreign teacher who has never taught Jiang Xia much... etc. It's holiday, why don't he find an opportunity to go to Jiangxia for further study?

Opposite me, Kobayashi Seiji was not stopped by the series of questions that came his way. He tapped on his sketchbook: "As you can see, I haven't done any oil painting for a while. The corresponding props at home are all in the warehouse. I I was too lazy to look for it - but there happened to be an oil painting studio recruiting students on the commercial street that day. They saw the sketching equipment I was carrying and thought I was a potential user, so they gave me a stack of blank postcards and supporting equipment.

"Those mini painting tools are very delicate, so I drew one on a whim. But after I finished the painting, I felt unsatisfied, so I just put it aside and prepared to draw another sketch another day."

"As for the words above, I don't know what they mean." Kobayashi Seiji picked up the postcard and looked at it. "The words are not mine. Maybe I accidentally caught it in the painting tools and left it outside. Someone picked it up and used it.”

Judy: "..." Sophistry, all quibbles! Why have I never seen an admissions classroom that provides a full set of painting supplies?

She took a deep breath: "Which studio?"

Kobayashi Seiji said confidently: "How can I remember this? I won't go to them to learn oil painting - can you remember every advertising flyer you have ever received?"

Judy: "..." You are really lying!

She tried hard to keep smiling and tried to expose the lie from another angle: "Let's not talk about this - there are so many ways to die in the world, why did you choose to draw a bus explosion?"

Kobayashi Seiji: "I just happened to see a series of bus accidents that day, and I drew it after I went back."

He smacked his lips and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the accident was not serious, and there were no deaths. I could only express myself freely."

"You...!" Judy couldn't listen any more, "How can there be so many coincidences? Such a rough excuse is too perfunctory!"

Kobayashi Seiji: "Believe it or not."

"Okay, okay." Officer Takagi hurriedly put on a smile to separate them, "The police will continue to investigate. Please go back first. We will notify you when there are results."

Kobayashi Seiji stood up, but was not in a hurry to leave.

He asked Officer Takagi: "I heard that two robbers died at the scene this time? Can I take a look?"

"No!" Officer Takagi decisively rejected this perverted painter who used human lives as materials, "Please go back."

...

Judy came, but couldn't ask anything.

She sighed, walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department, and whispered into the headset, "How is it, did you find anything? I just guided him to sit by the window, but he didn't seem to care about the position. I don't know if he is really not afraid of being killed by that organization, or if he is just pretending."