Conan’s Corpse Picker

Unlike the fake elementary school student who was slightly distracted, next to him, the Mumu Police Department was seriously helping Brother Jiang Xia solve the case.

"The author's guest character appears for the first time. The protagonist encounters a problem and makes a transoceanic phone call, and then the author living in France picks up the phone.

"The second time was also in France, the third and fourth time..." Megure Police Department scratched his head and asked Niina Kahori, "Your father likes France very much?"

Shinname Kahoori nodded: "He often travels to France with my mother."

Mumu Police Department: "..." With your mother? I didn’t take you with me, right, poor child...

Conan, on the other hand, strained his ears to eavesdrop on what was going on here. He took out his cell phone and wanted to call Hattori Heiji.

At this moment, the editorial department's landline rang.

In such a busy editorial office, it is common for calls to come in. Conan glanced here without paying attention, turned around and dialed the number he wanted to make.

Then he listened to the busy signal on the phone and was slightly startled: The phone was actually busy. Who was the Osaka detective talking to?

...Could there be a mystery behind his back?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Conan felt that he was exuding the sour fragrance of lemon: Jiang Xia had a commission, Hattori Heiji also had a commission, but he didn't... Damn it, these clients actually dare to look down on elementary school students! But ultimately, it was all Gin's fault.

Conan sighed, put down his phone, and began to hold grudges as usual.

Next to him, the editor heard the ringing and walked over to answer the phone: "Hello, this is Literary Times Publishing House..." As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose, "What? You unlocked the phone number left by the new teacher?" A puzzle?”

Conan: "...?"

He had only just figured out who the guy on the other side of the phone was? It's quite amazing, now that my thinking is synchronized with his.

The editor obviously had the same question: "Are you..."

The Mumu Police Department heard what happened just now: "What's wrong?"

The editor covered the phone and whispered to the Megure Police Department: "The caller said he had solved the mystery and asked me to call the police immediately - the voice sounded like a boy with an Osaka accent."

Jiang Xia came over with great interest: "Osaka accent?"

…

Opposite the phone.

Hattori Heiji held the magazine in one hand and his mobile phone in the other.

Hearing the sudden silence on the other side of the phone, he couldn't help but curse: "I knew these editors wouldn't take it seriously. Damn it, if that writer lived in Osaka, I could just ask the police here to dispatch, Taki Uncle Ze will definitely believe my reasoning—tsk, why do you have to live in Tokyo when everything is fine? It’s so dangerous there, and the police are unreliable.”

While muttering, he suddenly heard a small noise - it seemed like there was someone different on the other side of the phone.

"!" Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up, and he seized the moment and yelled at the person opposite, "Stop dawdling, go to the police immediately as I told you, and report the missing person under the new name of Rentaro - it will be too late!"

He originally thought that the other party would not believe it, so he was planning to tell his reasoning at three times the speed.

However, at this moment, a voice slowly came from the other side of the phone: "Don't worry, the police have already been here."

Hattori Heiji: "..."

With a snap, he hung up the phone.

In the quiet bedroom, Detective Osaka stared at his mobile phone for a while and reacted. A question mark appeared above his head: ...Why is Jiang Xia there? !

"...That's right. At the beginning of that story, the new name Rentaro issued a 'provocation' to detectives across the country. Jiang Xia must have been shot by him. With the sensitivity of the Tokyo detective, as long as he saw that magazine, he would definitely You can unlock the code left by your new name, Rentaro.”

Hattori Heiji took a silent breath: "You can't talk to that guy! I only solved the first part of the puzzle, and I'm still thinking about the second part. If the phone call just now continues, he will definitely solve the second and third parts of the puzzle." Tell me everything... Damn it! If I had known he was here, I wouldn't have made the call."

Hattori Heiji suddenly felt a different sense of urgency than before. He grabbed the next magazine and read it carefully against the clock.

…

"Hello?"

Jiang Xia looked at the silent receiver, then at the screen of the landline phone which had returned to normal, and was silent for a moment.

Then he put down the receiver, poked Conan behind the policeman's back, and whispered: "Call Hattori."

Conan: "..." What do you think I am? Am I the kind of person who betrays my friends?

He picked up the phone, opened the address book, and dialed Hattori Heiji's number.

——It has nothing to do with betrayal or not, after all, human life is at stake. Hattori just lost a little bit of the joy of solving puzzles, but the author was about to lose his life.

When Conan dialed the phone.

Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia curiously. With his hearing, he could only hear the person on the other side of the receiver arguing for a few words, and then nothing more happened: "Who is on the other side? What is he talking about?"

Jiang Xia sighed: "Looking at the voice, it should be my friend who is far away in Osaka."

"Brother Hattori?" The Memu Police Department knew all these helpful detectives, and immediately understood who Jiang Xia was referring to. He said excitedly, "Did he get any new clues?... Well, why did he hang up the phone? , shouldn’t you be working on the case together with us at this time?”

"I must have accidentally touched the hang-up button." Jiang Xia glanced at Conan who was dialing. "They should call back soon. Compared with this, I can probably guess what he wanted to say - he has already unlocked the first number. It’s a secret code.”

Inspector Megure's eyes lit up: "What is it?"

Jiang Xia: "The first few sentences are not a provocation to the detective, but an invitation to solve the mystery. When people read, their thoughts are easily driven by the words and immersed in the world of the novel. The better the novel, the more this is the case. Only by writing more such sentences can we forcibly connect the novel with reality and make more people realize that there are some puzzles related to reality hidden in this novel.

"And solving the mystery requires a key. The key left by Mr. Niname is the title of this novel, "The Peak of 1/2".

"The questions waiting to be answered are the lines of each paragraph when the author appears in the book. This book is a common vertical version. Take the top words of each line of the lines and put them together. That's what Mr. Niname wants to convey to the readers."

"...I see!" Inspector Megure seemed to understand. He took the first paragraph of the lines and used Jiang Xia's formula to solve the puzzle, "'力' and '目' together is 'help', '十' and '1' together is 'ke'..."

Inspector Megure compared them one by one, and his face gradually became serious: except for the group of 'ku' and 'him' in the middle, the other words, when put together in pairs, turned out to be...

--Save me!