Conan’s Corpse Picker

Maya Hashimoto looked at Gin's leaving figure and was confused on the spot: "..." This, does this pass?

"It seems that Gin is quite satisfied with my answer." Maya Hashimoto breathed a sigh of relief and realized something, "In other words, a keen detective like Jiang Xia is indeed a great deterrent to the organization. Even Ginjiu thought it would be a good thing to get rid of him... Alas, poor Jiang Xia, he did nothing wrong, but he became a thorn in the side of the organization just because of his strong reasoning-may God protect him from these cadres The evil hands."

While he was drawing a not-so-standard cross on his chest, Maya Hashimoto suddenly turned her head following her intuition and faced a pair of reflective glasses in the grass.

——The four-eyed kid was actually peeking at him from a distance.

The two sides looked at each other, and the kid seemed to want to run away, but I don't know what he was thinking, but he stopped abruptly, and then took the initiative to greet him like a real child.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Wait, why do I say that he "looks like" a real child? This is obviously a real child, but he is just a little too cunning and cunning compared to other children.

When a peripheral member of the organization is fighting a desperate battle with his intuition.

opposite.

Conan didn't expect that Maya Hashimoto was obviously in a daze, but she turned her head and made eye contact with him accurately.

He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't see anything, let alone the low-key appointment between Hashimoto Maya and Gin. But then I thought about it - the more guilty you are at this time, the easier it is to be suspected by those guys.

With his mind racing, he simply gritted his teeth, pretended to be innocent and ignorant, and took the initiative to ask Hashimoto Maya: "That uncle looks so powerful. Is he really also a magician? Do you know him?"

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Of course not, you are pretending to be stupid with me again. You obviously...

"Wait. If you think about it carefully, Conan probably doesn't know Gin Bar." Maya Hashimoto touched her chin and muttered in her heart, "Gin's identity is so important, how could Master Usa tell him to a child who has not officially joined the organization? ?

"Speaking of which, when I saw Gin in the dining car, what was the reaction of this guy with glasses?"

Maya Hashimoto thought hard and recalled...and then found that she couldn't remember it at all.

——Leng Buding was more surprised than anyone else when he saw Gin on the train. At that time, his mind was filled with the reasons why Gin appeared on this train, the danger this person might bring, and what if there was any danger. How to escape for your life when you are in danger... Where can you find the time to observe others?

"Forget it, forget it if you can't remember it." Maya Hashimoto let go of his mind, "Anyway, what should be done now is very obvious - whether Conan knows Gin or not, he can't hear Gin from me. liquor."

"As long as I dare to say one more word, this kid will definitely file a complaint and tell Master Uzuo that I leaked secrets... Hehe, in this society, who hasn't been the king of rolls? I don't know him yet?"

Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto glanced at Conan with a see-through look. Then he ignored the stiff kid and left proudly.

…

The brief interlude of the black organization did not affect the enthusiastic high school students' rescue of the missing magic leader.

However, several minutes passed and they still found nothing.

Seeing that the time for the bomber's announcement was getting closer and closer, the frightened train conductor could only forcefully stop everyone from approaching the train and let them wait on the lawn.

Time passed minute by minute, and the hands on the dial finally pointed to the predicted time.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the car that was said to be blown away by the bomb. However, they could hardly hold their breath, but the car remained quiet and motionless.

"This..." Officer Sato suddenly remembered something and looked at Jiang Xia, "Is it true that as you said, the 'puppet master of hell' was also in the car, so he didn't actually install the bomb?"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Whoosh——!" A sharp sound broke through the air.

The two policemen turned their heads in shock, and saw a signal bomb suddenly lifted into the air from the carriage, and then exploded into a bouquet of rose fireworks in full view of the public.

Everything is similar to the explosion of rose salad on the table, only this time, far more roses are used.

A large number of petals fell, following the direction of the wind, and landed on the crowd of people waiting for the explosion, like the curtain call or the opening of a performance.

Jiang Xia picked off a petal that fell on her eyes and looked up at the rose rain: "The taste is pretty good..."

Suzuki Sonoko obviously felt the same way. The female high school student said optimistically: "Although we have to wait here like fools for 20 minutes, it is not in vain to see this kind of rain of flowers."

"Yeah, it turned out to be a false alarm." The members of the Fantasy Magic Troupe also came over, "In this case, let's seize the time and continue on the road - we still have work."

…

False police reports and fabricated bombs are common here. Officer Sato has seen many murder cases where "train stoppage" was used as a part of the killing method.

Now that the danger has been eliminated, it's really time to move on - maybe the evil magician who made a false shot is waiting for them at the terminal.

After getting in the car, the high school students pulled the two policemen and sat together.

The "performance" filled with flowers and rain just now aroused Suzuki Sonoko's interest. She glanced furtively in the direction of the fantasy magic group and asked her companions: "Do you think the 'Hell Puppet Master' is hiding among them?"

Jiang Xia nodded when he heard this: "When the 'Hell Puppet Master' distributed roses to us, he was wrapped up tightly and his voice was deliberately disguised, so it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. In other words, he could be anyone in the group."

Officer Gao Mu had checked the guide before, and among everyone, he knew the magic group best. This also made him a little confused: "I heard that at this time of year, the Fantasy Magic Group will go to the Corpse Original for a performance. This habit has existed for many years... Why did a 'Hell Puppet Master' appear this year?"

Hashimoto Maya heard the word "existing for many years" and thought of many of Uzo's past scripts. Suddenly, a thought popped up in her mind: "Did this magic group...something happen a few years ago, causing some members to die accidentally?"

"How do you know!" Officer Gao Mu was a little surprised at first, but then he thought, Mr. Hashimoto and Jiang Xia are from the same detective agency. Isn't it normal for such a person to have stronger observation and reasoning skills? ——He must have discovered this from the situation where those members don't get along with each other.

The honest police officer Takagi didn't think much about it. However, a primary school student next to him was obsessed with the fleeting suspicion.

"Yes." Conan pinched the child's innocent voice, "How did Uncle Hashimoto know?"

Hashimoto Maya: "..."