Corpse collector in Conan

Gin looked at his phone and found that he had received an email.

He clicked it to check and saw a few short lines written on it: [There is another one at the police headquarters. It should be released soon. Remember to check it on time. ]

"..." Gin thought of the police cars whizzing by just now and frowned: I don't know if it was his imagination, but Uzo always liked to send and receive messages like this near police and detectives.

Fortunately, the scene of the murder was crowded with people and no one was paying attention to his movements. But now, Uzoko was sitting in a police car with police officers and detectives. It seems a bit too arrogant to post this kind of content.

He snorted, threw away the phone, and did not reply to the message: if anyone who was overly curious heard the message tone and glanced at Uzo's phone, he would have to do a lot more unnecessary work.

In addition, Gin didn't mean to warn him - after all, it was useless to remind him. Uzo must be aware of the risks involved. However, just like Wu Zuo always performs his stage plays with all his heart, and even goes deep into various dangerous scenes, Wu Zuo knows that this is very dangerous on the one hand, and on the other hand, he pursues excitement in danger.

Gin: "..." It seems that a psychiatrist is indeed necessary.

But, how can we find doctors who are highly skilled and less likely to die?

Before the business trip, I heard from the boss that he seemed to have a new candidate for a doctor.

Although Gin always felt uneasy in his heart, for now, he could only trust the vision of "that adult". After experiencing the first failure, the doctor should be able to live longer this time... I hope he can at least survive the first treatment.

Just as I was thinking about it, a strange voice came from the back seat.

Motegi Takashi watched for a moment and whispered: "We have something to discuss... Well, you are friends of my wife's president. In fact, I have admired your company... um, I have admired your organization for a long time, whether it is loyalty or money. , as long as you need it, I will provide it with both hands!"

Gin's hand holding the cigarette paused, and then he remembered that just now, he seemed to have helped the trash in the Osaka branch clean up the trash.

I almost forgot to deal with it after scanning.

Thinking of this, he gradually slowed down, distanced himself from the police car, and stopped on an empty street. At the same time, he reached for the Beretta in his pocket. This was his most common cleaning method - just throw the person into the nook and cranny, shoot and leave.

But soon, Gin stopped moving again and clicked his tongue.

Pity. If something like this happened immediately, if Takashi Motegi was shot and killed immediately, it would make the police vigorously dig out the "organization" behind him. If he were in Tokyo, he wouldn't worry about problems, and even if there were problems, it would be a matter of logistics. But now he is in Osaka, and he can be regarded as the imperial envoy sent by the boss.

In short, to avoid surprises, it is best for this fraudster to disappear. After all, he was now being targeted by the police, so it was reasonable for him to want to escape.

"Kill. Don't dirty the car." Gin handed over the matter to Vodka, "Wait until we receive another person, and send the two of them to the research department together. That kind of department is always short of materials."

Vodka was not surprised by this, he turned to look at Motegi Takashi. Although I feel some sympathy for this guy, I just feel sorry for him being targeted by Uzo.

Vodka: "..." Such a subtle comradeship cannot make him show mercy. And even if he stayed, it would be useless. Brother Gin was still sitting in front, and it was just an extra head.

With this in mind, he stretched out the big hand he usually used to type on the keyboard, and his joints cracked.

Motegi Takashi was shocked. He never thought that these two people could not communicate at all, and the words he had honed for a long time were of no use at all. He was searching for conditions that could be used to negotiate, but as the huge shadow of vodka approached, Motegi's mind gradually became blank: "Wait, don't come over, what are you going to do?!...Ahhhh!!! "

…

There was soon no sound in the car.

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, and his ears became much clearer.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed something quietly moving next to the empty passenger seat.

"?!" Gin turned his head suddenly, the gun was faster than his eyes, and Beretta pointed at it with strong murderous intent.

The next second, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against the head of a fluffy cat.

The jet-black cat was startled for a moment, then became happy and raised its tail in a friendly manner.

Gin was silent for a moment, and after a closer look, he found that the cat looked familiar - it was not a completely black cat, but had four snow-white claws. It was just that I was lying in the car just now, waiting in secret, with my paws pressed under my body, making it extremely inconspicuous.

Gin: "..." Is this Uzo's cat?

...When did this cat sneak up here? It's actually more ubiquitous than Uzo.

Speaking of this, Uzo even took the cat with him on a business trip, and he took it to a place like Osaka that was completely unfamiliar to cats, and he didn't worry about the cat getting lost... However, the cat really didn't get lost. Does it have any unique positioning skills?

When I was chatting with Uzuo before, I did hear him say that Uzuo's subordinate named Hei...Xitu had spent some time in the circus before.

But the circus actually has cat training skills?

If it is true, since this technique can be used on one cat, then other cats...

Gin's mind was slightly distracted, and he couldn't help but flash a team of cats in his mind. Each cat had a sharp blade in its mouth, just like it had held Uzo's handwritten note and sent Uzo a message. . In the dead of night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, those difficult targets on the assassination list are approached by cats in their sleep, and their throats are slit with a knife...

With blood splattering in his head, Gin couldn't help but reveal a pleasant smile.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt the hem of his clothes sink slightly. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the cat took advantage of his distraction and stretched out its claws to quietly dig at his clothes.

"..." Tsk, a cat is just a cat after all, and it can't change its habit of scratching wherever it goes.

Looking at the new windbreaker he bought before coming to Osaka, Gin's finger on the trigger couldn't help but tighten threateningly.

But then he felt that it was too stupid to care about a cat, just like the murderer in Uzzo's novel who exposed himself after killing the cat.

He snorted coldly and took back his gun.

After thinking for a moment, Gin picked up the cat and swung it towards Vodka.

Vodka stared at the familiar cat and had a bad feeling in his heart: "..."

The cat's nose was slightly raised and it sniffed the air.

After a while, it didn't know what it found, and turned to look at Vodka.

There was a silent confrontation between the man and the cat for a moment. The cat indeed seemed to like vodka more. It jumped to his side lightly, jumped on the top of the hat with its clothes on, and slapped Vodka on the head with a skillful "bang" paw.

Vodka: "..." Big brother! !

————

Thank you guys for your [monthly votes](σ≧▽≦)σ.