Conan’s Corpse Picker

Soon arrived at the appointed KTV, Jiang Xia entered the box.

Besides Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Conan, there were four other people in the box. They were all band members, exactly two men and two women.

Among them, Mari Terahara, the manager of the band, a beautiful short-haired woman, is calmly ordering meals, ordering songs, and greeting guests with gentle and generous movements.

Jiang Xia's eyes couldn't help but stop on her for a long time.

——She was full of murderous intent.

...

Mari Terahara didn't notice Jiang Xia's sizing up, and beckoned him to sit down.

There was no one in this group who was too introverted, and within a few minutes, the box became lively.

At the end of a few songs, Suzuki Sonoko took the microphone and glanced at the crowd, and suddenly saw Conan sitting on the sofa with his chin resting on his face, with boredom written all over his face.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Conan, then at Jiang Xia sitting next to Conan, narrowing his almond eyes slyly.

After a while, she came over and picked up Conan, and put the microphone into his arms: "How can you be like an old man at such a young age, hurry up, and you can sing a song too!"

As she spoke, she turned around naturally with the attitude of a supervisor, and sat in Conan's original position.

Then his eyes glanced to the side, and his face blushed subtly.

Conan who sees through everything: "..." If you want to sit next to Jiang Xia, just say...

Conan sighed, and wanted to sit in another place and pass the microphone to someone else.

However, others were curious about what songs the first-grade children would sing, and they all followed suit.

Conan's hospitality was hard to bear, he hesitated for a moment, and reservedly ordered a song.

...

Conan is actually a music idiot, and his out-of-tune runs are earth-shattering. But to be honest, he still likes to sing in his heart, but no one would listen to him before, so he can only suppress his hobby.

And now...

Conan held the microphone and glanced at the people in the box: "..."

These people asked him to sing, and he can't be blamed for it...

...

At this time, Jiang Xia's attention was still on manager Mari Terahara, and he didn't pay much attention when he saw Conan picking up the microphone.

As a "prophet", Jiang Xia certainly knows Conan's audio-crazy attributes.

But then I thought about it, how ugly can it be to sing out of tune?

...

Ten seconds later.

Conan's singing sounded melodiously in the box.

The audience was shocked, Jiang Xia's hand holding the biscuit froze and fell into dead silence.

"..." Tsk, careless.

...

Mao Lilan originally took out her mobile phone and wanted to take pictures as a souvenir.

At this time, they were shocked to stay where they were, the hairs on the top of their heads were raised, and the members of the orchestra were also dumbfounded—they never imagined that there would be such an ugly singing voice in the world.

Jiang Xia took a deep breath, before the song entered the chorus and the lethality had not yet reached its peak, he summoned Xiaobai with the fastest action in his life, and moved the hearing ability of the main body to it.

I just wanted Xiaobai to take his precious hearing and hide away.

Unexpectedly, before the order was issued, Xiaobai let out a scream of panic like being caught in the door, and floated away at a speed like fleeing for his life, squeezed out the window, and rolled onto the quiet street.

Jiang Xia's ears were immediately clear.

He breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa.

There is no noise piercing the soul, and everyone else is in a state of stagnant thinking.

Jiang Xia can finally look at one of her goals today, Terahara Mari with peace of mind.

The murderous aura on her body had a strong smell of green pepper.

Although it is also a special and rare murderous aura, after Jiang Xia smelled it clearly, his motivation dropped sharply.

...

Jiang Xia remembered this person.

Terahara Mari and Kimura Tatsuya - that is, the pinpoint male star - have a crush on each other.

A few years ago, when Kimura Tatsuya was signed by a big company, he invited Terahara Mari to be his agent.

Terahara Mari therefore thought that Kimura Tatsu also liked her

When she was pleasantly surprised, she felt inferior to her ordinary appearance, so she went for plastic surgery.

Unexpectedly, after becoming prettier, instead of being surprised, Kimura Tatsuya was very angry, and began to mock her as "ugly" from time to time, and his attitude towards her became worse and worse.

Mari Terahara fell from heaven to hell, thinking she was being tricked. A few years later, she couldn't bear it anymore, and gradually developed a killing intent, and finally decided to kill Kimura Tatsuya, the person who trampled on her dignity, at this celebration banquet.

"..." However, in fact, Jiang Xia remembered that Kimura Tatsuya actually liked her too.

It's a pity that in this world, the risk of survival is always very high for a poisonous tongue who doesn't agree with what they say.

...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia realized that he seemed to have encountered a multiple-choice question.

——Is it the soul of Tatsuya Kimura, or the murderous spirit of Mari Terahara?

Jiang Xia: "..." Although I don't like to eat green peppers, rationally speaking, unless Kimura Tatsu can also become a ghost, otherwise it is still a high-end murderous flavor of green peppers, which is more practical.

Even if you don't eat it yourself, maybe ghosts will like it?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia decided to ask Miyano Akemi and Xiaobai for their opinions.

At this moment, a hand beside him suddenly reached out to him.

Startled, Jiang Xia subconsciously grabbed the man, swung his backhand, and flattened the "sneak attack" man on the sofa. At the same time he picked up an ashtray.

I was about to tap "Sneaker" twice first to suppress my shock. But at this time, Jiang Xia took a closer look and found that it was Conan who was being pressed by him.

Jiang Xia, who removed her hearing and couldn't hear the terrible singing: "..." Huh?

...Finally finished singing?