Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 2888 2892 [Punishment of Conan] Please vote for me (づど)

Next to him, Jiang Xia was fiddling with the old-style pistol, and said casually in front of the good old man who was quarreling with him: "Conan may just want you to be careful about your words and deeds - after all, this case involves world stars. If the reasoning is wrong, the impact will not be great." good."

"Has the impact been bad?" Hattori Heiji snorted, "It's okay for others to say this, but it doesn't have any credibility when it comes out of your mouth - when you knocked those criminals, did you think about the impact."

As he talked, he remembered that Jiang Xia had not yet solved the case. He touched his chin and felt that he understood:

"You think that the American reporter deserved his crime, and you sympathized with Kudo, so you didn't want to solve the case - what's wrong with you Tokyo detectives? Solving a case means solving a case, and the murderer is the murderer. It's the same as those math problems. One is one, two is two, it’s not a human game.”

Jiang Xia was silent for a moment: "..." That's why he likes to stay with detectives - not only are there cases with murderous intent and ghosts, but he can also act freely. As for the logic behind these actions... they will naturally help you figure it out. Watertight.

Just as he was thinking about it, Hattori Heiji suddenly turned back and stared at his hands: "Wait, what are you doing?"

"..." Jiang Xia, "We are solving the case."

Hattori Heiji rushed over: "Stop playing, this is physical evidence! And what should I do if you move around and misfire!!"

Jiang Xia dodged him and said seriously: "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about why there were two pistols at the scene?"

"This..." Hattori Heiji's attention was briefly attracted, and he began to think. Suddenly, his expression became solemn, "Could it be...could there be another murder case brewing that was just interrupted by the murder case just now?!"

"No, we have to go to Uncle Otaki and ask him to step up the investigation of those guests!"

While muttering, he strode out.

Jiang Xia smiled.

Before his smile could form, Hattori Heiji ran back and grabbed him: "You go there too, don't even think about finding that suspicious person behind my back and knocking him!"

Jiang Xia: "..."

…

other side.

Conan, who had already rushed back to the banquet hall, suddenly looked ahead and stopped in his tracks.

——The fact that he ran out just now was just an impulse. He didn't even think about where to go to find Ray Katis to investigate.

However, as if guided by fate, as soon as he ran into a corridor, three people happened to walk out of the men's bathroom in front of him.

——Ray Catis, Mike Nord, Rika Barre.

The atmosphere among the three retired sports stars was harmonious. The baseball player and the boxer were supporting Ray Katis together, trying to take him to a place to sit.

The baseball star looked at his staggering appearance and asked worriedly: "Are you really okay?"

Ray Katis smiled bitterly and said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that the old injury has resurfaced."

The three people talked in a friendly atmosphere while walking to the hall.

When they were far away, Conan hesitated and quickly ran into the bathroom.

He rummaged through the cabinets to find a trash can and emptied it out. With a crash, the paper used to wipe hands rolled out and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a clear "ding-dong" sound. Conan looked around in disbelief and saw a valve core lying quietly on the ground, mixed with paper balls.

"..."

A schoolboy detective fell silent.

…

When Conan's expression changes.

In the banquet hall.

Vodka was hiding in a hidden but not-so-hidden corner, pushing up his sunglasses and looking in this direction.

Vodka: "..." Why did that little Yinbi run over alone and look so ugly?

Just as he was thinking about it, there was sudden movement in that section of the corridor.

"!" Vodka immediately retracted his gaze and nonchalantly arranged the cuffs that were messed up during the gun smoke reaction. Looking over there from the corner of my eye, I saw three sports stars walking out side by side.

After another minute, Conan also came out. He stared in the direction of Ray Katis, his expression extremely ugly.

"What's the fuss about?" Vodka scratched his hat, a little confused.

He thought for a while and speculated on the situation in his own way: "As expected, the deceased was the American reporter who offended the organization. And the murderer was definitely not Calvados... According to Uzo's preference, the real murderer who shot the reporter was Definitely among these three sports stars."

As for who it is...

After seeing through the abyss beneath Mao Lilan's pure appearance, a certain female high school student's action of asking for an autograph had already helped him lock in the answer.

"If there are no accidents, the murderer must be that Ray Katis. In this case, it is normal for this little minion to stare at him closely. But what is abnormal is the expression of this kid - why is it so ugly? It is almost like …”

After pondering for a moment, suddenly, like a flash of lightning, Vodka suddenly revealed a familiar face from the depths of his memory.

——That was a star-chasing fellow at that time. If I remember correctly, after the news broke that the idol he admired was pregnant and had a baby and was dumped by a scumbag, he had such a sad and angry expression as if the sky was falling.

"Could it be..."

Vodka stared at Conan as if he had seen a ghost: "Am I wrong in my previous speculation? This kid was so happy after getting tickets to Ray Katis's performance, not because he had a job again, but because he really Are you a fan of Ray Katis?”

"No wonder!" In an instant, Vodka was enlightened, and felt that many things that he didn't understand before suddenly became clear:

"No wonder there were three journalist victims, but Uzo had to let Ray Katis do it - this willful stage director would definitely not allow his promising seedling to be distracted by other things, just like some authoritarian parents would break their children's CDs and tear off their star-chasing posters.

"Uzo didn't tear up the CDs and posters... He directly tore off the star himself! "

Looking at the expression of the little minion at this time, Vodka felt happy at the same time, and felt cold at the same time.

-Perhaps it was because Conan's expression of grief was so vivid. As a fan, facing this terrible situation... Vodka felt a little sad.

"Before that, Uzo also got the idol's autographed jersey and exhibition tickets for the kid with the help of Mao Lilan - first praised him to heaven, then gave him a heavy blow... As expected of that devil, even the way of beating his subordinates is so unique.

"Compared with this guy who destroys other people's beliefs, Brother Gin is simply a good boss..."

While sighing in his heart, suddenly, a gentle and sweet voice came from behind.

Miss Yoko held the wine glass: "Are you... Mr. Yamada?"

Vodka: "?!!"