Conan’s Corpse Picker

The editor touched the child's head in surprise: "Kid, you are very careful."

Jiang Xia glanced at his hand: "I remember that your magazine's proofreading has always been strict. This should not be an ordinary printing error."

"Of course not!" The editor waved his hands repeatedly, "We originally wanted to correct it to make the format more uniform. But before we officially started serializing this story, Mr. Shinmei had emphasized many times that the expressive power of words is the most important thing in a book. The life of a novel must not be changed without authorization.

"He even said that if we didn't publish it according to his original text, he would stop serializing it immediately. This was even written into the contract.

"Although correcting typos should not be considered a 'change', to be cautious, we still wanted to contact him first to inquire, but we were unable to contact him. So after weighing it for a while, we finally did not make a correction."

——Otherwise, what if they change it and the great writer gets angry and doesn’t write it. This group of authors have very weird tempers, and they often have stubbornness that is difficult for others to understand. In comparison, it is easier to accept a few wrong formats.

After extracting everything he knew from the editor, Jiang Xia nodded: "Can your novel really be serialized to the end?"

The editor was startled: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xia pointed at Conan, who was looking at the manuscript against the light source: "A total of 7 manuscripts have been sent, each with the author's signature. The signatures on the first to the sixth are slightly different. The signatures on the 6th and 7th copies are exactly the same.”

"This..." The editor is worthy of being an editor of mystery novels. He suddenly understood and his face changed suddenly, "The signature on the seventh copy is a reprint of the signature on the sixth copy... Could it be that when the seventh manuscript was sent, the new one was The teacher is no longer able to sign his signature?”

"?!" Niina Kahori stood up in shock, "Could my father have already..."

The editor jumped up, even more excited than she was: "I'm going to call the police right now!"

As he spoke, he turned around and strode towards the landline.

Shinname Kahoori was stunned. She looked at the editor who was calling the police, and then looked at Jiang Xia blankly. She couldn't help but whisper: "Last time I came here, he didn't seem like this."

...What magical power does this detective have that can actually make an editor who has ignored her countless times change her temperament and take the initiative to care about her father's safety?

Conan: "..." Oh, woman, this is the power of evidence.

While muttering, he took two pieces of paper, stacked them up and down, and looked at the light.

Sure enough, the handwriting of the signature was perfectly matched, without any deviation.

"I happened to put the two manuscripts together and saw their anomaly... But wasn't Jiang Xia flipping through the pages just now? There was a full two minutes difference between the two manuscripts, and he was able to determine the two above The signatures are not the same?"

Facing this weird situation, Conan slowly frowned...and then a sense of urgency and a sense of competitiveness surged in his heart.

"Sure enough, my observation and memory still need to be trained." Conan sighed inwardly, "I used to think that only my father could compete with me in this aspect, but I didn't expect that Jiang Xia also... Forget it, let's not follow him for now. Compared with him, at this stage, I just need to be able to beat the Osaka guy steadily."

…

Conan flipped through several manuscripts back and forth, trying to find out more information.

A police car stopped in front of the editorial office. The police went upstairs to inquire about the situation, then sighed and gave a regrettable answer.

"It's difficult to pass the public search application with just one signature - because Mr. New Name might just be too lazy to re-sign, so he copied the screenshot of the signature from the previous manuscript to the next one."

Halfway through, the Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia: "..." Even so, we can't help but give Jiang Xia face. After all, countless experiences have proven that this detective's intuition is terrifyingly accurate. Since he has accepted this commission , then the writer might really be in trouble.

"Let's do this." After a moment of embarrassment, the police department suddenly had an idea:

"I remember the last time I came here, the editor said that new manuscripts would be delivered every Saturday in the early morning? Today happens to be Saturday, and there are only a few hours until midnight - let's wait for Chapter 8 to be delivered. Let's take a look. If the signature above is still the same as the two times, I will try to apply for a search.”

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you!" Although Xianna Xiangbaori was anxious, he also knew that this was the best result at the moment. Compared with the previous encounters with obstacles when she asked for help alone, today's progress was so great that it almost made her want to cry.

"They really didn't lie to me..." Niina Kaholi felt grateful for a moment. For the first time, she felt that attending the tea party of those ladies would be very useful: if she hadn't heard them talking about this detective many times, she would never have thought of meeting such a detective. Who to go to for trouble.

"It's a pity that they were talking more about the detective at that time... In other aspects, if he had mentioned a few more words about his ability to solve crimes, I would have found him long ago." Niina Kaholi thought of the two repeated signatures, and felt heartache. , she prayed secretly in her heart, "I hope dad is okay."

…

Although the Memu Police Department couldn't bring anyone to conduct a large-scale search, he didn't come in vain - before going out, he picked up the diligent Officer Takagi.

At this time, after a lot of hard work, Officer Takagi brought a lot of gains. He wiped his sweat and found Jiang Xia: "I have printed out all the suspicious lines as you said. The author's guest appearance has appeared 4 times in total - take a look."

Conan stood on tiptoe: "Let me see it too!"

Officer Takagi smiled secretly: He knew that this kid would definitely say that, he is indeed a young reasoning seedling influenced by Jiang Xia.

"Here." Officer Takagi took out another copy and handed it to him, "I printed several more copies. By the way, Jiang Xia, aren't your other assistants here?"

Jiang Xia sighed: "They have their own careers to be busy with, and detective work is just a hobby. What a pity."

Conan: "..." It's really a pity. The more they appear, the more chances they have to catch them... Forget it, if you want to bring down that terrible organization, you can't be impatient, you must be patient and take it slowly.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head to look at the manuscript in front of him and decided to hone his skills first.

"By the way, call Hattori too." Conan touched his chin and muttered to himself, "That guy goes to Tokyo every day, but I rarely go to Osaka to see him... This is not good, I'll take Jiang Xia there to play with him when I have time."

It was really uncomfortable to chase Jiang Xia alone. Such a good opportunity to learn from one's mistakes and then become stronger...why not share it with brothers?