Conan’s Corpse Picker

Jiang Xia glanced at the kettle and let the fastest flying foggy dog ​​out, letting it stare at the organizer.

Although the organizer did not pour potassium cyanide into his pot, he was a ruthless person who broke into the empty door and pushed the stubborn child downstairs. He was not weak in aggression and needed to be watched.

And this will also make it easier to find evidence later.

Of course, when the organizer encounters difficulties, we can also give him a little help depending on the situation...

Jiang Xia touched the kettle in which fish had been soaked and sleeping pills had been put in her hand, and she was very satisfied with the behavior of someone handing her a pillow when she felt sleepy.

He was really good at pretending to be asleep. It seems that tonight, as long as I sleep until Mao Lilan screams...ah, no, Mao Lilan didn't come. As long as he sleeps until someone screams downstairs, he sits up in shock and memorizes the script, everything will be fine.

Thinking like this, Jiang Xia turned over the upside-down water glass on the coffee table and poured half a glass of water into it. He dipped some water into the rim of the cup and pretended that he drank the missing half of the cup.

Then he took the pot and entered the bathroom, intending to pour the water away so as not to forget about it later, so he picked it up and drank it.

At this time, Haihara Ai had finished brushing his teeth and was carefully wiping the water on his face with a towel.

When she saw Jiang Xia pouring water into the pool, she didn't think much about it. She just thought the water was cold and Jiang Xia wanted to change it to a new pot.

Jiang Xia tilted the pot and watched the water mixed with black technology sleeping pills flow into the sewer. Then he rinsed the kettle, filled it with water again and took it out.

As soon as she left the bathroom, Jiang Xia was startled - in the living room, Conan had already changed into dry clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and was standing next to the coffee table drinking water.

Maybe he drank a few sips of disinfectant when he fell into the swimming pool. He was thirsty now. When Jiang Xia looked over, the cup was already empty.

Jiang Xia: "..."

He silently looked at the cup in Conan's hand, and then glanced at the empty table.

...Well, yes, it was the half cup he poured out just now.

After Conan finished half a glass of water, he still hadn't drank enough. He turned around and saw Jiang Xia coming out with a kettle, and his eyes lit up: "Don't burn it yet, pour me some."

As he said that, he came over with a cup. Halfway through, my feet suddenly started to feel fluttery.

Conan then realized something was wrong, but it was too late. He could only hold the cup with a solemn expression and fell down.

The cup also fell to the ground. It was of pretty good quality, but maybe it fell too low and didn't break. Gululu rolled to the side.

Hui Yuan Ai, who followed Jiang Xia, was startled and looked at Jiang Xia subconsciously.

Jiang Xia knelt down, put the pot aside, pulled Conan's mosquito-repellent eyes, and checked his breathing and pulse, feeling that his vital signs were quite stable.

So he happily gave up the idea of ​​punching Conan in the stomach and knocking the water out of his stomach - the pills thrown by the organizer should not be harmful.

Although "the pills thrown into the pot were sleeping pills" was actually just Jiang Xia's speculation, he felt that this speculation was more reliable.

Because Jiang Xia remembered that in the original world line, one of the murderers' killing props was a powerful sleeping pill that had an immediate effect.

And the organizer had no reason to poison them - the organizer's plan was to get Tokio Ewara drunk, put him into Night Baron clothes, throw him down from upstairs, and pretend that Tokio Ehara was the organizer. Man, the cause of death was "getting into trouble while drunk and making an accidental mistake."

Since they want to fake an accident, the organizer will try to avoid involving other murders, otherwise it will alert the police.

There is also a very important point: there are almost no odorless and tasteless deadly poisons in this world...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia took a look at Conan's peaceful expression. It became more and more certain that it was a sleeping pill, not a poison.

After all, a short period of time has passed since Conan drank the water, and in this world, there are few murderous poisons that take effect so slowly...

Hui Yuan Ai poked her head out from behind Jiang Xia and looked at Conan who suddenly rushed to the street with confusion and confusion: "What's going on?"

After a pause, her eyes moved to the fallen cup next to her.

Jiang Xia didn't say anything. He turned Conan who was lying on the ground face up, grabbed his short arm and raised it into the air. As soon as he let go, Conan's arm fell down, and the back of his hand slapped him in the face. There were no pauses along the way, and no change in his expression.

It seems that he was completely dizzy, otherwise he wouldn't have such a non-responsive reaction.

Jiang Xia then said: "There may be sleeping pills in the water he drank just now."

With that said, Jiang Xia picked up Conan and threw him on the bed in the bedroom.

Then close the door and return to the living room.

At this time, Haiyuan Ai had already squatted on the ground with his knees in his arms, and was carefully poking at the glass.

Jiang Xia also looked over.

He had thought before that since the organizer thoughtfully drugged him, he would have a reason to pretend to be asleep. The only thing that is more worrying is the other two detectives who participated in Izu's mysterious journey-Conan and Toru Amuro.

Unexpectedly, now, all the unstable factors are gone.

There is only one Toru Amuro left.

And the detectives in this world are actually a little slow before the crime occurs. It is difficult for them to notice before the victim's blood is splattered on the spot...

Just as he was thinking about it, a transparent shadow suddenly poked its head out from the wall.

Jiang Xia thought for a moment, then looked up and saw the foggy dog ​​he had just sent out. He was flapping his wings anxiously, struggling to pass through the wall, and then stopped suddenly and rolled to the brakes in front of Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia silently looked up at it, estimated how often it flapped its wings, and had a bad feeling.

The foggy dog ​​really brought bad news.

Just now, the organizer sneaked into Jiang Xia's room, put sleeping pills in the kettle, and then quickly returned to his own room, changed out of the Night Baron's clothes, and went back to the hall, trying to get an alibi for himself - he changed specially Clothes sneaked into Jiang Xia's room because he could pretend that it was just a small game played by the organizer if he was caught on the spot because of his poor skills.

At the same time, in order to confirm who had the "Night Baron" virus, Toru Amuro took advantage of others to go out and entered the rooms of the participants one by one, trying to find out the identity of the organizer and the organization's virus.

Not even half a minute after the organizer arrived in the lobby, Toru Amuro happened to enter his room.

Soon afterwards, Toru Amuro was rummaging through information and found the Night Baron's clothes that Satoshi Kamijou had not hidden, as well as fishing line, tape, and some bulk medicines with no manufacturer listed on them.

There is also a group photo of two men with arms around each other, who seem to have a close relationship.

One of them is the younger version of the host, and the other has a blood-red "X" painted on his face. Judging from the body posture and the uncomfortable eyes, this looks like another participant in Izu's mysterious journey-Ehara Tokio. Of course, the same is true for the younger version.