Conan’s Corpse Picker

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"So I transported him here with the doctor and helped him construct the puzzle hidden in the book. I hope someone can get a glimpse of the answer and find it here."

As she spoke, Mrs. Shinme couldn't help wiping away tears: "As "The Peak of 1/2" gradually took shape, my husband's illness became more and more serious. Two weeks ago, he couldn't even lift his hands. So the recent manuscripts were dictated by him, and I wrote them down for him, and then asked him to review them.”

Hearing this, the Memu Police Department finally digested the facts in front of them and felt that they understood everything: "No wonder the autographs in Chapter 6 and Chapter 7 are completely repeated. It turns out that you copied them..."

Mrs. Niina nodded, and then looked at her daughter with pity: "Sorry, Kahori, you usually have your own work and can't disappear with us for two full months. In order to ensure the authenticity of the puzzle, your father Specifically, we cannot tell you."

New name Xiang Baoli: "..."

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Although the old man who made this joke to the point of alerting a large number of policemen was infuriated, the death was the most serious. In the end, the Mu Mu Police Department just sighed and led their subordinates to considerately exit the room, leaving space for the family of three who were finally reunited inside.

Before leaving, Conan glanced through the crack in the door and sighed: "..." The truth is actually like this. No wonder he felt something was wrong throughout the whole process of solving the case, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

"Now that I think about it, Mr. Shinname's status as the 'mastermind behind the scenes' is actually very obvious - whether he emphasized in advance that the editor was not allowed to change a single word, or he was kidnapped but still able to write novels, or he even asked for payment of royalties afterwards. ...Although these inconsistencies can be explained by other circumstances, 'self-directed and self-acted' is undoubtedly the most correct answer."

Conan secretly shook his head: "No wonder Jiang Xia was not anxious at all on the way here. He should have already guessed this outcome. And I actually doubted whether he was related to the mastermind behind the scenes..."

"It's weird, why do I always doubt Jiang Xia recently? Is it shameful jealousy?" Thinking of this, Conan knocked his head vigilantly and pushed away those inexplicable and annoying thoughts, "I Not this kind of person!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Conan's cell phone in his pocket vibrated with a buzz.

——In fact, when he sent the email recording Jiang Xia's words, his phone had already started vibrating, but Conan was distracted by other things at the time and didn't answer it.

And now...if he didn't want to say goodbye to his friend in Kansai, he thought it was best to answer the call.

With this in mind, Conan reluctantly took out his cell phone and pressed answer, intending to mend the slightly cracked friendship.

"You kid!!" A roar came from the other side of the phone, as if it had pierced his head through the eardrum, "I still want to invite you to my place to play, but you actually do this to me?!"

Conan hissed, rubbed his ears, and spoke with reason: "Whether you listen or not, in fact it was Jiang Xia who solved the mystery of Mr. Xinming at that point in time, and we haven't yet—quickly help you find out The result of the competition is better than you worrying about solving the puzzle, right?"

"That's right for you!" Hattori Heiji was not deceived at all. He snorted, suddenly remembered something, and said with a sinister smile:

"It's rare that I got tickets to Ray Katis's fan meeting - well, I originally planned to give these extra tickets to my good brothers in Tokyo, but now it seems that they can only be given to me. I went alone to see the elegance of this 'Iron Wall of Europe'."

"Ray Katis?!" When Conan heard the name, his voice suddenly rose and his eyes lit up.

——As a high school student who loves football, Ray Catis, the famous European player known as "Iron Bird", has always been his idol. Hattori actually got his fan meeting tickets?

"...Well, although I told you the answer to the riddle out of good intentions, but then again, it does make you lose a bit of the fun of solving the riddle." Conan hummed in a low voice, "Well, if in the future I or If Jiang Xia encounters any interesting mystery, I will update you on the situation as soon as possible."

"Really?" Hattori Heiji thought of the endless cases in Tokyo, and the corners of his sinking mouth began to rise.

He cleared his throat and pretended to be indifferent: "This is what you said. If you dare to trick me again..."

"No, no!" Conan looked upright, "How could I be that kind of person?"

Hattori Heiji: "..." Although the famous detective is indeed a representative of justice, judging from the numerous criminal records, the probability of your kid cheating on me again is really high.

However, it is undeniable that apart from occasionally being a little naughty, Kudo Shinichi is indeed a rare good partner who is on par with him in terms of strength and has common topics to talk about.

The two high school students quickly buried the hatchet, recounted today's events, and chatted about their next trip.

Hattori Heiji sighed: "When you come here this time, you have to keep your tail between your legs. My dad has been having a hard time at work recently. He is in a bad mood and gets angry easily."

Conan: "..." Don't worry, even if you express your anger, you won't be blamed on me. At most, you will get a few more beatings.

But for a friendship that has just been broken and re-glued, this sentence is too heavy.

Conan struggled to hold back his words. Then he thought of something and was a little curious: "Is work not going well? Is there another serial mystery case happening over there?"

"It is true that there is an unsolved murder case, but it has nothing to do with solving the mystery." Hattori Heiji lowered his voice furtively, "Uncle Otaki and the others found two corpses killed by sniper rifles in the river - these days It happened to be raining, so no one paid attention to the river. By the time they discovered it, it was already in a state of decay. "

Conan sighed after hearing this: It's raining again, and it's been a few days... Let alone piecing together the clues, even finding the location of the crime scene may be a problem.

To put it bluntly, even if the scene and clues are found, after so many days, the suspect may have gone to the other side of the world.

This kind of thing is not the responsibility of the detective, and there is really no fun in solving the mystery. Conan thought about it and put it aside, and just said casually: "It should be the work of another gangster."

"Speaking of gangsters." Hattori Heiji became interested, "What's going on with those guys who made you smaller?"

"..." When Conan heard this question, he thought of the vodka that always came to provoke Jiang Xia when he was too busy recently, and his fist hardened.