Conan’s Corpse Picker

"Speaking of which, I remember that in the bank robbery incident not long ago, Mr. Kurosawa sent an email to Jiang Xia, so Jiang Xia arrived at the scene in time." Conan touched his chin and thought:

"Why did Mr. Kurosawa look for Jiang Xia? Could it be that they have communicated behind my back, or even have a certain friendship?"

Thinking of Jiang Xia's ability to identify people in this regard, Conan felt bad: ... No, I have to go over and ask.

Thinking of this, he leaned next to Jiang Xia and started chatting: "As soon as I arrived at this hospital, I couldn't help but think of the bank robbers a few days ago-why did Mr. Kurosawa send you a message at that time? Do you often contact each other?"

Jiang Xia came back to his senses, retracted his eyes from the ghosts who were picking up murderous auras everywhere, and skillfully pushed the blame: "No, I rarely receive his emails. As for that day... maybe he happened to see you wandering around in the hospital, so he wanted to find me, the corresponding guardian, to come and help?"

Conan: "..." Huh?

This is an angle he has never thought of, but thinking about it carefully, it actually makes some sense.

Having said that, the thought that just flashed through his mind still made Conan alert. He wanted to remind Jiang Xia to be careful of those guys who approached with ill intentions, but to be fair, Mr. Kurosawa was doing good things every time he appeared, and those operations of "using dark means to fight against the Black Organization" had no evidence, but were just his accidental speculation.

After struggling for a moment, Conan's conscience prevented him from arranging the innocent Mr. Kurosawa like he did Gin.

So he had to point out some suspicious points in a roundabout way so that Jiang Xia would be more vigilant: "Speaking of which, Mr. Kurosawa's shooting skills are really good. In such a chaotic situation, he can accurately hit the target. He is as handsome as the agent in the movie."

"Really?" Jiang Xia's ears moved slightly, and he agreed reservedly, "I think so too."

"..."

Conan paused, feeling that this classmate had completely missed the point. His eyes twitched slightly, and he could only speak again and make his words clearer: "Do you think he is really an agent who came out of nowhere?"

"...Who knows." Jiang Xia realized belatedly that the fake elementary school student was not concentrating on praising people at all. He glanced at this classmate and said seriously, "Maybe he learned it in Hawaii."

Conan frowned: "Hawaii? Do you mean he might be an agent from the United States? But he doesn't look like many European and American features... huh?"

Subconsciously thinking about the direction given by Jiang Xia, Conan gradually felt something was wrong.

Suddenly he remembered his catchphrase "I learned it in Hawaii": "......?"

...Wait, are you playing tricks on me!

...

Mood is always conserved.

When Conan hit a wall here in Jiangxia.

On the other side, Vodka happily came to an alley and got into Gin's car after a long absence.

Looking at this familiar car and then at Gin next to him, Vodka burst into tears: Finally, he finally completed this crappy mission, stayed away from Uzo and his terrible traps, and returned to his busy but safe daily life!

"I used to think that it was hard to do tasks and work overtime, and I lived a life of worrying about my head every day..."

Vodka sighed in his heart: "But now I think about it, I just don't know how lucky I am - just an all-nighter, just a group of brainless idiots trading partners... Is this worth worrying about? With Uzo as a foil, they are as cute as angels."

Next to him, Gin glanced at him and looked at his rich and varied expressions: "What happened?"

The case tonight happened suddenly, and it was late at night. Although there were also diligent reporters who rushed to the scene, the situation described in the report was far less detailed than before, and the heat was not high - if it weren't for the sudden call from Chianti, Gin really didn't know that something happened here.

Hearing the voice of Brother Gin, Vodka came back to his senses from his complicated thoughts.

He hurriedly added fuel to the fire... He hurriedly reported what he had encountered in the past few days, and emphasized his terrible situation and the sinister intentions of a colleague.

"Fortunately, I was cautious enough and didn't leak any information that shouldn't be leaked." Vodka tried to squeeze out a sad expression, "It's just a pity that the doctor who was waiting for the assessment didn't make it to the end - he died tragically at the hands of my attending doctor."

The future colleague who was supposed to join the organization died suddenly. Vodka thought that Brother Gin would be angry and condemned it... However, unlike what he imagined, Gin didn't look much surprised, but instead had a kind of "I knew it" indifference.

"He has lived for so many days, which is also considered to be his hard life." Gin glanced at Vodka, "As early as when Uzo targeted Dr. Shirai through you, you should have expected this day."

Vodka: "..." Wait, wait, why does it sound like I, the victim, made a mistake? - Did I want to meet Uzo? Not at all! It was obviously that guy who was haunting me!

He really wanted to refute like this, but thousands of words finally converged into one sentence: "I'm very sorry, I will try my best to avoid Uzo in the future."... As for whether he can really avoid it, that is another matter. I hope that you can provide enough help in this matter.

Gin heard Vodka's weakness, but thinking about the comparison between this guy and Uzo's strength, he was too lazy to blame him: "Write a report and submit it - now it seems that Dr. Shirai's usual professional level and good temper are probably just his usual disguise. Such a person would not pass the review even if he was alive, just write it truthfully."

"In addition..."

Gin sent an email to Vodka: "Do you still remember the programmer named Itakura Taku - the software we ordered from him is due for delivery, go and get it back."

Speaking of Itakura Taku, Gin frowned: "I always feel that this guy is not very honest, you should pay more attention to it, if there is any mistake again..."

Vodka shuddered: "I will never do that!"

Gin hummed: "Go."

Vodka looked at him, and then looked at the transaction time a few days later on the email: "......?" What do you mean go, where to? Isn't it still a few days away? Do we have to go now?

Gin raised his chin toward the window: "That's the car prepared for you. In addition to the Itakura matter, there are several other tasks for you to handle. Come back after you finish them."

Vodka: "..."

...

When some members of the organization got off the car, looking back every few steps, Gin stepped on the accelerator without any reluctance and drove away.

This assistant just came back from Uzo. Although he didn't have the courage to betray...but for safety reasons, he threw him away and observed him.