Conan’s Corpse Picker

Of course, the most impressive thing is the two figures in black who are always inseparable. One of them has long silver hair, and the other has a wide square chin.

Conan: "..." After all, do you think there are a lot of suspicious people?

And compared to himself, these people seemed to appear next to Jiang Xia more often.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head and glanced worriedly at the neighbor next to him. He felt that a dark vortex seemed to be spinning around Jiang Xia, swallowing people up all the time.

At the table, the two female high school students were much more carefree.

Suzuki Sonoko: "If there really is such a person, he must have been detained by the guards and taken to the police station when he followed me home."

Mao Lilan also said: "I have never seen anyone like this."

Judy didn't quite believe it, but she still maintained her attitude as a teacher and said: "Anyway, if you find anything, you must call me immediately - we have made an appointment."

"Call you?" The two female high school students were a little confused. "Shouldn't we call the police instead?"

"No no no." Judy raised a finger and shook it, "There is no evidence. If you are just following people, your police will not arrest them. Why don't you come to me - the teacher wants you to see how Americans treat those people." Pervert."

Conan looked at her suspiciously: "..." What on earth does this guy want to do? Turn Xiaolan and Yuanzi into her informants?

At this time, the tips of his ears suddenly twitched and he looked at a table behind him.

There was a social beast with a high hairline holding a mobile phone and nervously calling: "What, someone suspicious is staring at you? Where are you now?"

The entrance of the department store.

The middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap pressed the brim of his hat and sneered: "On the first floor. Don't be nervous. Although he is a suspicious person, you should be familiar with the guy staring at me - he is the problem person you asked me to investigate."

"That's it." The social beast became even more nervous, "Go upstairs quickly, don't let him catch up."

"It doesn't matter." The man in the peaked hat said meaningfully, "Even if he catches up, I guess he won't dare to do it in front of so many people - he will only say to me, 'How much did that guy give you? ? As long as you keep it secret for me, I can double it'. Well, if that's the case, it's really confusing."

Upstairs, the social beast clenched his cell phone angrily. He understood - if he didn't add money, the unscrupulous detective opposite would hand over the investigation results to the guy under investigation.

He took a deep breath: "I know, I'll give you three times, no, four times - you go upstairs immediately and hand me his name and evidence."

On the first floor, the detective in the peaked cap smacked his lips: He originally wanted to get a triple price increase, then hung up the phone and asked the guy under investigation if he was willing to pay 4 times the price, and then called the boss to get a 5 times price increase... But Unexpectedly, this boss actually increased it to 4 times.

After weighing it for a moment, the peaked-cap detective decided to give it up: "Okay, four times is about right. I'll go upstairs right now."

He hung up the phone and looked at the person behind him with a smile: "You heard me, don't blame me. If you do, blame the other party for paying too much."

With that said, the detective in the peaked cap put out his cigarette butt, put it in his pocket, and walked towards the elevator.

Just as he was about to step onto the escalator, he suddenly felt something and turned around.

——The guy under investigation actually didn't leave, but still followed him.

"Oh, don't look so pitiful." The peaked-cap detective laughed, enjoying the feeling of controlling other people's fate. He shook the brown paper bag in his hand, "What's in it is all your fault. Evidence. What if you...?"

He couldn't finish what he said later.

Because the man who was following him suddenly stepped forward and stabbed him in the chest.

The next moment, the entire building suddenly fell into darkness.

…

"Power outage?"

In the rest area, Teacher Judy stopped talking and looked up at the darkened lights.

However, this kind of building will not be without power for long, and soon the surroundings will become brightly lit again.

The two female high school students who were afraid of the dark breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a piercing scream of "Ah——!!" suddenly came from downstairs.

Conan stood up abruptly: No, something happened!

…

Having experienced too many similar things, I have become very good at identifying people's positions by listening to their voices.

Not long after, Jiang Xia followed the sound and came to the back of a large crowd.

"Why are there so many people gathered?" Two female high school students stood on tiptoe and tried to look into the center of the crowd.

Jiang Xia moved forward along the gap and saw a middle-aged man sitting next to the escalator.

The man was gasping for air as if he couldn't breathe, and a blood-stained peaked cap fell from his hand. In his arms he held an open brown paper bag with three symbols painted on the mouth:

O,X,Δ

Jiang Xia glanced at the paper bag and walked to the middle-aged man: "How are you?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't resist the injury and died.

…

It was rush hour and this was a bustling commercial street. When the ambulance and police cars finally arrived, the person was already dead.

The medical staff got off work on the spot, and the Mumu Police Department, with a pair of black eyes, led their subordinates to take over the place.

He squatted next to the escalator, looked at it, and shook his head: "He was stabbed into the abdomen with a kitchen knife, killing him with one knife."

Officer Takagi fiddled with it back and forth and quickly found relevant information: "The deceased's name is Nakajo Katsuzawa, 43 years old. Judging from his business card, he runs a detective agency."

"Detective?" Inspector Megure looked at this dead brother with pity, and his eyes quickly moved to the brown paper bag he was holding in front of his chest, "What do these circles and crosses mean? The dying message left by the deceased?"

"No no no." A familiar voice came from behind, and someone corrected it with standard English pronunciation, "Read it with me, 'Dying message'."

Inspector Megure: "..."

He turned around and saw a familiar face: "Teacher Judy? Why is it you again?"

"What do you mean by 'again'?" Judy pointed to the people behind her, "You should say this to these cute children."

"Huh?" Inspector Megure looked behind her and his eyes lit up, "Brother Jiang Xia! Why are you here?"

Compared with the vague disgust just now, the question at this moment became full of surprise.

Judy: "..."

Jiang Xia walked over and said, "We were sitting in the rest area upstairs just now. After the power went out, we suddenly heard screams here, so we rushed over to check it out."

Inspector Megure was stunned: "Power outage?"

Officer Takagi said quickly: "I asked the person in charge of this building, and they said they were checking the circuit just now, and an operational error caused a short power outage - it only lasted about 15 seconds."