Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 2883 2887 [Traitor! 】Ask for monthly ticket(`)

Rather than worrying about this, what is more important now is to get out of here.

If I remember correctly, there were a lot of people gathered in the small square outside. Once you see someone shooting in this room... forget about other passers-by, those detectives who like to meddle will definitely rush up immediately, which will be very annoying.

With this in mind, Calvados didn't waste any time and got out from under the table.

He glanced at the American reporter who fell on the ground and confirmed that the guy had no chance of recovery. He hurried out the door and disappeared into the corridor.

After Calvados left.

in the corridor.

A black cat with only four white paws looked up at him, passed by him, and trotted into the room where the reporter died.

It glanced at the gun on the ground, quietly picked it up, and hid the gun in a corner of the hotel.

…

At the same time, the crowd of onlookers downstairs had indeed understood the situation.

Jiang Xia glanced at Hattori Heiji and Conan who rushed upstairs, and quickly followed them.

The hotel staff looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and followed suit - there was a shooting incident in the newly opened hotel, and of course they couldn't ignore it and leave everything to the detectives.

A group of people ran along the corridor. The broken windows in the building were very conspicuous, and the detectives knew which room the trouble was in at a glance.

Soon, they ran upstairs and came to the door of the party's room.

Hattori Heiji pushed open the door, Jiang Xia walked next to him, looked inside, and saw a short, fat man lying in the room.

He walked in, knelt down and took a look, but shook his head helplessly: "He's dead. Call the police."

"Hey, you guys!" The hotel staff stopped at the door panting. Seeing the door that had been opened and the detective who had walked into the room, they said in fear, "Aren't you afraid that the gunman is still hiding in the room?"

——It's unfortunate enough that someone died on the first day of opening. If another detective dies, the hotel will not be able to open!

Hattori Heiji dialed the number and snorted coldly: "If he is still there, we can catch him just in time."

As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at the ground. He felt a little familiar: "This person seems to be..."

Jiang Xia confirmed his thoughts: "It's the celebrity reporter who made rude remarks at the banquet."

Conan also slipped into the room. He looked around and felt strange: "The posture of this man lying on the ground is so awkward. Is he holding something in his left hand?"

Jiang Xia took a photo of the body and then pushed it gently. The short, fat man turned to the side like a roly-poly, revealing his left hand that was pressed beneath him.

——His left hand is holding his belt tightly.

The hotel staff also saw this scene, and they scratched their heads in confusion: "Did he get attacked when he wanted to take off his clothes to sleep?"

Jiang Xia shook his head: "According to my experience, he should have had a flash of inspiration before he died and left us a death message, hoping to identify the murderer."

As soon as he let go while speaking, the body immediately fell back and returned to its original appearance.

Hattori Heiji put down his cell phone: "I told Uncle Otaki about the situation here, and he said he would be here soon."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the dead bodies on the ground and sighed: "It's another shooting. Why are there so many shootings recently?"

A righteous high school detective cannot answer this kind of question.

Jiang Xia wondered with him for a while, then got up and went back outside, waiting for the police to come and deal with the aftermath.

…

"The deceased, Ed McCann, was from Chicago, USA. He was 48 years old and a well-known journalist."

The Otaki Police Department arrived quickly and compiled the information on the scene at a speed no less than that of Officer Takagi: "The cause of death was a gunshot wound to the chest. Combined with the testimonies of the witnesses, he was basically killed on the spot. But..."

He looked at the slightly strange corpse: "The deceased seemed to have struggled briefly before his death - speaking of which, do you still remember the specific time when the gunshot was fired?"

Jiang Xia looked at her watch: "Around 8:05 pm."

Hattori Heiji pointed to the window and added: "We were in the square below at the time. We heard gunshots and saw that the window in this room was broken. Jiang Xia and I still had work...cough, we rushed up immediately It’s only about a minute before and after.”

The Otaki Police Department scratched its head: "In other words, just after the dinner, the shooting occurred?"

Jiang Xia shook his head: "We were in the square at the time, not because we were leaving because the banquet was over, but because we were helping the three sports stars prepare for the next session - they planned to use the lighted rooms on this building to spell out ' K' word. Xiaolan was entrusted by them to help them adjust their direction in the square. "

The Otaki Police Department immediately became alert when they heard "three sports stars". He touched his chin: "In other words, in addition to the deceased, the three sports stars were also in this building at the time."

Vodka, who was listening in the crowd, nodded quietly: and Calvados, who was following the deceased, didn't know whether the guy managed to escape.

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone buzzed and I received an email.

"..." Vodka glanced at the crowd with his peripheral vision and saw that no one noticed him, so he walked away quietly, lowered his head and nodded.

The message came from Calvados:

[Why are you with that group of detectives?

[Are you familiar with them to this extent? ]

Vodka's eyes twitched: "..." What tone? What tone are you using to question a traitor! Do you think I'm happy? !

——After the shooting incident just now, he originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and sneak away. But as soon as he stood up from the flower bed, before he could leave, he heard a kid upstairs waving his hands and shouting "Uncle Yamada" to him!

The kid's lung capacity was terrifyingly large. While calling people, he also hit him with a beam of light.

Being shrouded obliquely by the light beam like a stage lamp, other guests in the square immediately looked this way.

Vodka faced the many gazes around him, and was torn between "bracing the bullet and forcibly leaving Uzo's stage like a suspicious person" and "following the guidance of the little minions to take a look." In the end, he did not dare to choose the former. Forced to go upstairs.

When Vodka replies to text messages to perfunctory colleagues.

Next to him, Hattori Heiji caught a glimpse of the scene outside the door, quietly poked Conan and winked: There is indeed something wrong with this guy!

"Do you think the black organization that killed you is behind these shootings?" Hattori Heiji took Conan aside and whispered, "Actually, I just saw vodka at the banquet, and I I had an ominous feeling, but I didn’t expect something would really happen.”

Conan's face was also very solemn: "I don't know either, but this guy must have some shady intentions when he appears at this kind of banquet. Fortunately, we have kept him. If he is really with this party, It is related to the shooting incident, so let’s catch him on the spot this time!”