Conan’s Corpse Picker

There was faint laughter coming from the corner a few meters away, as if someone was approaching.

Ginjiu and Jiang Xia both looked over there and said nothing more.

Vodka on the side understood, finally got his wish, and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped away in the night. Vodka tried hard to maintain calm, but he couldn't help but have a relaxed smile flash across his hard face. The pointer on the instrument panel rose with the speed of the car, just like his rising mood.

"I don't like driving..." In the passenger seat, Gin looked at the figure retreating quickly on the street in the rearview mirror and touched his chin thoughtfully. Uzo still hasn’t recovered from the sequelae of watching the car accident scene a year ago?

But a while ago, I clearly saw him racing in the suburbs, and he was racing a sports car...

But Gin thought about it carefully and vaguely remembered that at that time, Uzo seemed to be plotting against another car owner who was driving the same sports car... Couldn't even ptsd defeat his obsession with murder drama? From this point of view, maybe Uzo's psychological problem is not actually very serious?

Gin doesn't know much about this aspect.

But he knew that there was a woman who had passed the relevant license exams in her spare time, and she must know better.

Speaking of which, Gin thought that based on the enthusiastic attitude Bermod had shown towards Uzo recently, the corresponding treatment should be carried out in private... But judging from Uzo's appearance, he was no different from before. That woman's efficiency is too low, so she needs to be urged again.

In addition, if Belmode is free, he can hand over the coordination task at the game conference - since he is going to partner with Uzo, it is best to be someone who knows Uzo's true identity, and such a person is in the organization There really aren't many.

…

On the street at night.

As Jiang Xia walked, she studied the newly acquired "pen".

Then Weidai was surprised to find that it was not a fake pen, but could actually write... I don't know why the organization was too busy to study this kind of thing.

After taking two steps, someone behind him poked him hesitantly.

Jiang Xia turned around and saw Matsuda Jinping hesitantly raising his hand and carefully making a "gun" gesture.

Jiang Xia: "..."

He paused slightly, glanced at the pen in his hand, then looked at Matsuda Jinpei, and found that the ghosts seemed to have a little misunderstanding of him:

"...I'm not distracted by this kind of thing, but since Gin started talking about other topics, it means that he really doesn't intend to apply for a certificate for you.

"Maybe you seem too loyal. He thinks that giving you a gun is equivalent to giving me a gun. Of course, it does not rule out that it is really difficult to get a gun license... But it doesn't matter. We will get one ourselves in a few days. Bundle."

Since the puppet can hide the blood pack for a long time, it should also be able to hide the gun for a long time.

In this way, you no longer have to worry about the risks of illegal gun possession. It is completely possible to arrange it for the puppet. In addition, he can also borrow it for use when necessary...

After making a quick decision, Jiang Xia glanced at the trees piled up on the roadside.

During the renovation of this area, more suitable tree species were transplanted. The previous ones were dug out and temporarily placed on the roadside.

Looking around to see if there was no one around, Jiang Xia raised the pen he had just obtained, glanced at the abandoned trees, and clicked on it with a hint of curiosity.

There was a slight vibration.

The special pen tip was ejected at a speed no less than that of a crossbow, and it was heavily dug into the tree trunk more than ten meters away.

After a moment of pause, Jiang Xia pressed the switch on the back of the pen again.

The special fishing line rolled rapidly and the pen tip was quickly retrieved.

Afterwards, Jiang Xia took a closer look at the unlucky tree and found that the mark was an inch deep.

"..." This "pen" seems to be no less powerful than an ordinary crossbow arrow. If it is used to shoot people, this strength, coupled with the damage caused by the barbed hook when it is pulled out, can definitely be regarded as a lethal weapon. .

Matsuda Jinpei was obviously a little surprised. He took a closer look and seemed to want to take it apart and study it, wondering where this small pen could get such great kinetic energy.

"No sample was taken." Jiang Xia held the tip of the pen and observed for a moment, then looked at the chiseled marks on the tree trunk. "Compared to anesthesia and poison injection, it is too powerful... This mode should be regarded as an 'attack', Qin Wine didn’t explain it clearly just now.”

Jiang Xia rubbed the slightly raised pattern on the pen, thought for a moment, and slowly turned the middle part along the indentation.

When he turned about sixty degrees clockwise, he heard a subtle "click" sound, as if it had been adjusted to a certain position.

He kept the "pen" at this angle, stood up from the tree trunk, and stepped back again.

A few seconds later.

bang——

The unlucky tree received another blow.

This time, what popped out was not the entire pen tip, but a thin, hollow needle with a liquid sac at the end. This is probably the so-called anesthesia/injection mode.

Jiang Xia: "..." There are 60 degrees in one gear and 360 degrees in a week. Are there six modes in total?

Gin only mentioned two types just now. Even if the attack just now is added, there are still three types left...

Although Gin said that he would send the instructions when he finds them.

But there was nothing to do, so Jiang Xia simply asked Gui to watch and tried out all the remaining functions.

…

After a few minutes, he realized that he was overthinking.

——In addition to sampling, injecting, and attacking, this pen only has a grabbing function.

In this state, its tip will pop out a hook, which can pull distant objects closer, and it can barely be used as a rope gun.

The remaining two gears were empty. I don’t know whether the inventor didn’t have time to finish it, or he found out half way through that he couldn’t fit in six functions, so he gave up halfway without mercy...

...However, although it is slightly worse than expected, such a small pen can be equipped with four modes, can write normally, and can store a large amount of fishing line...it is actually very good.

Jiang Xia found that he seemed to have underestimated the organization. Now it seems that it is indeed an organization that can produce APTX4869, an anti-scientific miracle drug. Its weird inventions are almost as good as Dr. A Li's.

After trying to understand the multiple uses of the "pen", Jiang Xia became less interested in it.

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei who was standing nearby, occasionally looking at the pen, and suddenly remembered that this ghost was actually a mechanical expert during his lifetime: "You can take it apart when you go back and have a look, or you can improve it. But after you study it, remember to install it. Go back and don’t break it.”

Matsuda Jinpei nodded, pushed up his sunglasses, and became interested.

The next second, Jiang Xia pointed to the pile of trees that had been poked to pieces: "By the way, clean it up and don't leave too obvious gouge marks. I'll get you some tools first - what do you think about this world?" Does heaven exist on earth?”

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

He nodded, nodded, shook his head in order... Eight sharp spider legs soon appeared from behind.

Then the newly appointed "Uzo" squatted down and silently worked hard, carefully handling the marks on the pile of wood.