Corpse collector in Conan

"Then we have to search!" Zhongsen Police Department waved his hand, "If you want to see people alive or dead or corpses, go get them all for me!"

The last words were obviously meant for the subordinates next to him.

After saying that, he hung up the phone - the police spent so much money catching Kidd, and this was not bad. After all, as a thief who has committed countless crimes, Kidd is worth the price.

…

Jiang Xia couldn't persuade him, so he simply stopped.

He hung up the phone, stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall and yawned: "I'm so tired these days, I'll go back and rest first."

The two detectives looked at his clothes that looked like they had been thrown away, and nodded: "Leave the rest to us."

Jiang Xia left the aftermath behind and returned to the room happily.

It was getting late, but he had no intention of sleeping.

After washing, he put on clean pajamas, carefully pulled the curtains tightly, then returned to the bed, raised his hand, and released a large ball of borscht-flavored murderous aura, watching this fresh and rare murderous aura up close.

We already have sweet and light ones, and now we have a set of sweet and sour soup to relieve fatigue and appetize. Although it is a pity that it is not the kind of murderous spirit that can be harvested continuously, but fortunately the output is large - this is only the first crop now, and there should be more in the future.

The ghosts were obviously very happy, jumping into the murderous aura and murmuring about the harvesting methods in the future.

After playing around for a while, Jiang Xia collected the new murderous energy balls and stored them in the seal space.

In the space, various flavors of murderous aura are stored in categories. Akai Shuichi's easily dyeable murderous aura is farthest away and placed alone in the corner. Jiang Xia inspected his inventory, counted it again, carefully remembered the weight, and turned off the light to sleep with satisfaction.

…

In the distance, someone stayed up late at night.

The police searched Osaka Bay all night but found nothing. Fortunately, the egg of memories was brought back by the detective, which can be regarded as an explanation for this action.

the next day.

The people who are concerned about the whereabouts of the Egg of Memory are obviously not just detectives and police officers.

Those who had gone to see Chairman Suzuki before the "Egg of Memories" was exhibited, when they heard that Kidd had failed to succeed, they immediately went to the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art with great interest, hoping to get this precious egg. , and finally fall into his own hands.

Faced with this group of guests who suddenly came to the door, Suzuki Shiro was a little nervous.

In his opinion, the opening of the Suzuki Museum of Art and the "Egg of Memories" are actually over. Who knows now, looking at the enthusiastic attitude of the guests, this is just the beginning.

Last night, Suzuki Shiro thought that Kidd would steal the egg and return it several days later, or not return it at all, so that he could avoid the guests and go back to Tokyo directly. Who knew that Jiang Xia would retrieve the "Egg of Memories" that night - this child usually catches Kidd and paddles in the water. He didn't seem very motivated last night, but even in this state, he could actually find something stolen. The future of this treasure is truly limitless...

Suzuki Shiro sighed sadly.

However, I found everything. Recalling that Kidd had politely said "we'll discuss it later" before he took action, Suzuki Shiro had no choice but to invite the group of people who were eyeing the "Memory Egg" into the living room.

…

Of course Shi Kaobing also appeared as "Pu Si Qinglan" and mingled with the guests.

Today she specially wore a cheongsam, which not only showed her fake "Chinese" identity, but also enhanced her traditional temperament. After all, in the eyes of others, she is still an elegant scholar specializing in the Romanov dynasty.

Stay in the living room.

Pu Si Qinglan was leaning on the sofa, listening to the art dealer and Suzuki Shiro discussing the value of the "Egg of Memory", and remembered something. She took out her phone and searched for several keywords that could not be seen by others.

Then he looked at the result and frowned slightly.

——The body of the shot detective was not found on the Osaka Bay side last night.

Pu Siqinglan touched her chin and thought to herself: Could it be that the abandoned building was too hidden, and no one has found Jiang Xia who died there, so there is no news? ...Speaking of which, the detective is really an idiot. The murderer likes hidden places that are convenient for hiding corpses. And when he saw something he shouldn't have seen last night, he didn't run away quickly. Instead, he pretended to sleep on the spot. He was simply looking for death.

While thinking about it, Pu Si Qinglan searched for keywords such as "famous detective", "missing", and "Jiang Xia".

But she still couldn't see the news she wanted.

Pu Siqinglan looked at her phone and couldn't help but feel confused.

Then he comforted himself: This is actually normal - although Jiang Xia is not yet an adult, he is already a high school student with strong self-care ability. Detectives always like to be obsessed with cases and suddenly lose contact. It is enough for the people around them to be interested in looking for the missing person for only a short period of time. Generally, it is really not enough to make it into the newspaper.

Thinking of this, her eyes moved slightly and she looked at Suzuki Shiro, an acquaintance of Jiang Xia.

This middle-aged man was busy receiving guests and didn't seem very interested. It was difficult to tell whether he was worried about the detective who had disappeared all night.

Pu Siqinglan: "..." It would be nice if she could see a few other high school students. They seem to have a good relationship with Jiang Xia. The attitudes of these people must confirm Jiang Xia's current situation - although she is very sure about that. The gunshot hit Jiang Xia, but after all, there were too many police officers near the scene last night. She was unable to return to the scene to confirm the body, and she felt uneasy.

It was as if I heard her call.

As soon as this idea came to an end, there was suddenly a burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor, as well as a voice whispering something.

Pu Siqinglan suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the half-open door.

I saw several high school students opening the door and walking in one after another.

She looked at this scene and was suddenly startled - how could she feel...these young people were still in a good mood, not worried about Jiang Xia?

The next moment, the last person also slowly walked in from the door.

That face that usually only makes people feel good, was like a terrifying ice pick, stabbing into Shi Kaobing's heart. She seemed to hear her heart beating violently, "dong", "dong", and the hand that had been pressing the trigger all year round seemed to have been filled with an ice pick and froze for a moment. The phone slipped from her hand and clattered to the ground.

…How could this person, who had just been shot in the head by her last night and died alone in an abandoned building, come in so casually? ! He is obviously dead!

In an instant, countless words such as "zombie", "ghost" and "ghost" flashed through Pu Siqinglan's mind, and her muscles tightened suddenly.

Others in the room heard the noise, stopped chatting, and looked at her in surprise: "Miss Pu Siqinglan? What's wrong?"