Conan’s Corpse Picker

The doctor holding the morning glory had long thought Jiang Xia looked familiar.

When Jiang Xia spoke, he finally remembered - a few days ago, this young man had been published in the newspaper and solved several cases one after another.

Doctor: "..." This wave... seems to be able to prostitute a detective for nothing?

Thinking of this, Dr. Ogawa suddenly became enthusiastic.

He elaborates:

"This potted flower was delivered to the front desk by a person who called himself 'Mr. Tanaka'. There is a potted flower every August 3rd."

——And, it’s not just flowers.

Since about two years ago, every month, Dr. Ogawa will receive old toys from "Mr. Tanaka" and 1 million yen.

Up to now, the money received has already reached 25 million.

Previously, Dr. Ogawa had always regarded these as a thank-you gift from an anonymous patient-he has a 5-year-old son, and it is normal to send toys along with the money.

Unexpectedly, this month, what was sent along with the money was no longer a toy, but a letter signed by "Taro Tanaka".

The letter read: 25 million has been paid, and I am coming to get what I deserve.

... The vague malice in the tone is disturbing.

Doctor Ogawa panicked immediately, and hurried to the detective for help, and found Kogoro Mori's detective agency more than ten minutes ago.

Reminded by Mori Kogoro, Dr. Ogawa remembered that there was an oil painting worth more than 20 million yuan hanging in his office. "Mr. Tanaka" said "take what is due", maybe he was focusing on that painting.

So at this time, a group of people rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

...

Mori Kogoro stood on the steps of the hospital, quietly staring at Dr. Ogawa who was telling Jiang Xia about the situation, and smelled the aura of "grabbing business".

Based on the idea of ​​"I don't want to lose to the juniors".

Kogoro Moori cleared his throat calmly, and interjected into the conversation between the doctor and Jiang Xia: "I insist on sending the same flowers every year. This should not be out of interest, but has a certain meaning."

Jiang Xia nodded to save face:

"Morning glory does have some special flower language. 'The end', 'the bond of love', and..."

He suddenly lowered his voice, and his tone became gloomy: "'I'm entangled with you'."

Mao Lilan who was listening: "!"

Could it be, could it be that this flower was a patient who died on Dr. Ogawa's operating table...

Mori Kogoro didn't think there were ghosts in the world, he touched his chin suspiciously: "The first two flower words are indeed common, but the last one 'tangle you'...did you make it up yourself?"

"No. I have received morning glory before." Jiang Xia pushed aside the layered flower vines, turned out the greeting card hidden inside, and looked at the words on it:

"At that time, there was also a note like this in Huali, but it was not signed, but it said 'I'm obsessed with you'.

"Later, I was indeed pestered for a while, so I was more impressed."

Conan: "..."

How are you always experienced in strange places.

Also, I was entangled before, but now it's gone...

Go to Tokyo Bay to salvage, maybe you can get cement with Jiang Xia's fingerprints on it.

...

Mori Kogoro's mental activities are not as detached as Conan and Mori Ran.

After listening to Jiang Xia's words, he proceeded to eliminate them step by step: "I give them every year, so it shouldn't mean 'end'. And the remaining two flower languages, whether it's 'the fetters of love' or 'I'm entangled with you', are pretty good. Ambiguous, that..."

As a specialist in catching mistresses, Kogoro Mori couldn't help but question Dr. Ogawa in his soul: "Have you been threatened by mistresses?"

Doctor Xiao Chuan shook his head desperately: "I have never cheated on you!"

"Giving flowers generally represents gratitude, or love." Jiang Xia said, "If you want to express your gratitude, it's a bit strange not to show up all the time. This item can be temporarily ruled out. As for love..."

He looked at Doctor Ogawa.

Dr. Ogawa was taken aback, and shook his head more vigorously.

Jiang Xia looked away: "Okay, let's rule it out first."

"If it's not these two." He held up three fingers, and then put down two in turn, "Actually, flowers have another purpose—to pay homage."

"The flowers offered on the death day are usually chrysanthemums or lilies. But in recent years, many people choose flowers that the deceased loved, or flowers that bloom in season."

Jiang Xia revealed the spoiler calmly: "The morning glory mostly blooms in summer, for three months, July, August, and September, which happens to include August 3rd."

...

Doctor Ogawa's face turned pale as he listened.

It was creepy to give him flowers for memorial service to a living person. That person with the pseudonym "Mr. Tanaka"...does he want his life? ?

Thinking of this, Dr. Xiaochuan's hairs stood on end, and he looked at Jiang Xia like a savior:

As expected of a detective who can be featured in newspapers. We only chatted for a few words, but we analyzed so much.

In this case, maybe after chatting for another hour, Jiang Xia will be able to catch the real body of "Mr. Tanaka" directly?

under his expectant gaze.

Jiang Xia thought about it and said, "Since 'Mr. Tanaka' is still giving you toys at the same time, then his purpose may be related to children. You might as well follow this keyword and recall the intersection between yourself and him."

"Child……"

Dr. Xiao Chuan muttered something, suddenly thought of something, his face changed suddenly, he dropped the flower pot and ran to the archives room.

As soon as he ran, Conan and Mao Li's father and daughter were startled, and quickly followed him reflexively.

The stairs were suddenly empty.

...

Jiang Xia glanced at the backs of them leaving in the dust, straightened their necklines, and walked down the stairs leisurely.

Escaping successfully√

And, if I'm not mistaken. This trip, besides the relevant clues from Dr. Fengto, he will have other gains.

...

After walking out of the hospital gate, Jiang Xia did not go home, but turned into a park.

Just entering the park, Xiaobai, who was reminiscing the murderous look of the hot pot brand, was startled. It seemed to have sensed something, sat up straight, and quickly stared in a certain direction.

Jiang Xia followed its direction and walked out for a while, and saw a kindergarten.

The kindergarten hadn't finished school yet, and at this moment, a middle-aged man with a murderous look was sitting on the bench outside the gate.

Seeing him, Jiang Xia was sure.

...It really is this case.