Conan’s Corpse Picker

Mushroom Head listened to this exact description, his lips trembled slightly, and cold sweat slipped from his forehead: How could he say it as if the detective had seen it with his own eyes... Think about it carefully, when he came to kill Itakura Taku that day, he was really Isn't there a second person quietly following behind?

Shaking, Jiang Xia on the opposite side continued: "His fingerprints should still be stuck on your watch now - Mr. Itakura has been 'missing' for a while, and your watch was just bought a few days ago. This It is enough to prove that you have been here and contacted Mr. Itakura during this period.”

"..."

The mushroom head looked at the brand new watch and lowered his hand in despair.

After a moment, he wiped his face and smiled bitterly: "I thought what I was going to do today was just to come to the hotel with you guys, and then witness my friend 'pass away from illness'... It seems that I still Too underestimated today’s detectives.”

His words came from the bottom of his heart, but the police department has heard similar remarks countless times.

He waited as patiently as possible for the man to finish speaking, and then stepped forward: "Please take off your watch, we have to send it for inspection."

"Take it." Mushroom Head lost all his fighting spirit. He stretched out the hand wearing the watch and mocked himself, "If you check it a little, you will find that the guy's fingerprints are stuck everywhere on this watch."

Mumu Police Department: "..." Do you even need to say this? Brother Jiang Xia has already said the same thing just now.

He waved his hand, and Officer Takagi stepped forward knowingly, took the watch away, and put it into the evidence bag.

Mushroom Head looked at this scene and sighed reluctantly: "This watch is really great. Even the picky guy Itakura Taku couldn't put it down. It's because of it that I had the opportunity to put it in my wine. Sleeping pills easily caught Itakura Zhuo."

Conan now got the coveted disk and just wanted to go back and check it out as soon as possible.

However, thinking that Itakura Taku was suspected to be on the black organization's kill list, he couldn't help but look at the mushroom head a few more times and asked, "Why did you kill him?"

The mushroom head looked out the window with a nostalgic look: "Twenty years ago, Itakura was just an unknown software designer, and I was just a young guy who had just joined a software company."

"We met at a shogi league award party, and then we often went to izakayas to drink together, while dreaming - we wanted to wait until we become famous and design a powerful software that can beat all shogi players."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Xia: "When I came to you for the commission, didn't I say that I asked Itakura to customize a shogi software? In fact, it was not that I took the initiative to customize it, but a while ago, the guy Itakura suddenly Contacted me and said, 'The time is ripe to produce the software we agreed on'.

"I have been collecting game records for him for 20 years, just for this exciting moment. I was overjoyed to hear that he was finally willing to make software. I not only gave him all my savings, but also borrowed money from everywhere. , finally collected enough funds he requested.

“I was eagerly waiting for the software of our dreams to be released, but not long after, I found that I couldn’t contact him.

"I had a vague feeling about it at the time, but I could only comfort myself that he just wanted to delay it for a few days like before. So I waited patiently... It wasn't until he sent the video that I realized that he actually accepted it at the same time. He took on three jobs - this was simply not a workload he could afford. The guy didn't even think about making software, he just wanted to get away with the money!

"I searched like crazy for where he was hiding, and finally used my knowledge of him to deceive his location. With the last glimmer of hope, I went to ask him about the shogi software... and actually said, let me have more Wait a minute.”

Speaking of this, Mushroom Head showed a sneer: "He has no sincerity at all in making software, so I went out to buy wine, sleeping pills and tape as an excuse, and sent him to hell.

"You all know what happened next - the other two people who were also deceived by him came to me and wanted to join forces with me to find him out and ask for the software.

"While we were chatting, they mentioned finding a detective. Although I wasn't happy about it, in order not to be suspected, I could only pretend to agree, and even take the initiative to make a small contribution to show that I had a clear conscience."

"But in a sense, I do have a clear conscience and I don't regret killing him." He looked at the body lying on the ground and sighed silently, "Twenty years is really enough to change everyone beyond recognition. ”

…

The murderer looked like he had a story to tell, but the tired police officer Memu didn't want to hear more. When the other party finally finished speaking, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and asked his subordinates to take the person away.

After hearing the cause and effect, Conan came to his senses and secretly slipped towards the door.

As soon as he went out, he ran away with the copy of the diary hidden on his body and slipped out of the side door.

"Jiang Xia seemed to be a little interested in this disk just now, but fortunately he was lured away by the murder case. And now the murder case has come to an end..." Conan was running away, thinking secretly in his mind:

"I have to see the secret of the black organization before Jiang Xia remembers the disk again, and then hide it in a place where no one can find it, so that Jiang Xia doesn't know too much and follow in my footsteps."

…

When the detective is busy running away.

On the other side, the hotel management staff gathered nervously downstairs, discussing today's events.

"Forget it that there was a murder, the body was still in the room for two full days." The hotel manager had a headache. "If word of this gets out, the entire room on the floor will be regarded as a haunted house."

Another well-informed manager said calmly: "What are you afraid of? Our hotel is far away from the city center. The incident happened suddenly, and those reporters didn't have time to come over. When they came later, they said that there were drunken people fighting in the store. I can’t reveal the details. If we wait for a day and a half, those reporters won’t have time to keep an eye on us.”

"Wonderful!" Others thought he was a genius.

Soon, all the staff on duty today were given strict instructions. For their own wages and bonuses, the hotel staff worked together to deal with the incoming reporters.

…

Meanwhile, Conan ran down the street and jumped on a passing bus.

"If you go home directly, you might be intercepted by Jiang Xia on the way." Conan held the disk with a guilty conscience:

"I'll go around randomly first. Jiang Xia is so busy. When he goes to Uncle Maori and Dr. A Li's house and finds that I'm not there, he will probably leave. Then I will sneak back secretly and check the disk.

"After I finished reading it, I immediately recorded everything in my mind, and then hid the disk somewhere where no one could find it."