Corpse collector in Conan

"It's not that we ran into a murder case, it was a murder case that found us." Jiang Xia sighed, like an ordinary passerby who was innocently involved in a complicated case. "I'll let Secretary Nishino tell you the specific location."

He handed the phone to Nishino Masato.

…

"The crime scene is actually on a boat. Let's go there by helicopter." The Memu Police Department led its subordinates and several police officers from the forensics department to the helipad.

Halfway there, they met a man.

The Memu Police Department looked at the man and was startled: "Brother Shiratori? Didn't you go to Karuizawa for vacation?"

The White Bird Police Department waved his hand: "There is nothing interesting over there in the villa, so I came back early - why did I bring so many people from the forensic department? Is there another murder?"

The Memu Police Department was worried about the shortage of manpower. Seeing this laborer who came to the door, he decisively pulled him into the team: "There was a shooting incident on the ship of the Suzuki Consortium. Come and take a look."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh, and with mixed feelings, he shared the news he had just received with his elite colleague in a low voice: "Jiang Xia and his group have returned to Tokyo."

"..." The White Bird Police Department was startled, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: He came back as soon as he came back, why did he say it like a robber crossing the border? Isn't Jiang Xia a good friend of the police?

But doubts were doubts, and he did not express his thoughts. He just cooperated with the Mumu Police Department and reproduced an expression similar to that of the police department.

Then he quietly blended into the team and boarded the helicopter heading for the ship.

…

The helicopter soon landed on the yacht. Chairman Suzuki and several high school students were waiting for the police.

As soon as the Memu Police Department got off the plane, they saw a few familiar faces. He looked at the group of high school students and sighed: "You..." Halfway through, he swallowed the rest of his words, "Oh, it's nothing. You have worked hard."

Mumu Police Department: "..." I thought to myself, there are so many murders, how can we blame a few enthusiastic high school students? This is supposed to be the murderer's fault. On the contrary, this group of young people have helped the police a lot and must be conscientious.

"Take me to the crime scene first." Police Department Meguro walked towards the cabin, "Also, gather the guests on the ship. Based on experience, the murderer may be among them."

…

Suzuki Shiro originally didn't want to disturb the guests on the ship, but now that it involves a murder case, he can only call them out.

Pu Siqinglan took out the literature and materials he carried with him and pretended to be busy in the room like a scholar.

When she heard someone knocking on the door, she got up and went out, and came to the spacious living room with others.

After a quick glance, I saw several other guests. They were all called here at this time. Suzuki Sonoko, Mao Lilan and Kasaka Natsumi also arrived one after another, gathering together and whispering something.

Pu Siqinglan didn't see Jiang Xia's figure and breathed out a sigh of relief.

She took a cup of warm black tea, held it in her hands and drank it slowly, thinking that some time later, the police had inspected the entire ship but could not find Jiang Xia.

Anxiety, suspicion, speculation about the relationship between Jiang Xia's disappearance and the deceased... No matter what it is, they will focus on the disappeared Jiang Xia without worrying about the exposure of "Shi Kaobing".

The script is well written.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one mentioned Jiang Xia's disappearance at all - as if they didn't care about the detective's whereabouts at all.

Pu Siqinglan gradually felt uneasy and lost her patience.

She took the half-drunk black tea and walked next to a few female high school students. After listening to their conversation carefully, I found that they were all talking about the corpse and the horrific scene of the room being rummaged through, and they did not mention the disappearance of the detective at all.

"..." Pu Siqinglan snorted coldly in her heart: She didn't even notice that there was no one missing. It seems like this is just a group of superficial friends.

With a hint of pride after successfully committing a crime, she looked around the living room and asked several other people softly: "Why don't you see Jiang Xia? I heard that he has always been very active in solving crimes, but now he didn't show up... Do you want to go to the room to look for him?" Looking for him?"

"Jiang Xia?"

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned for a moment, feeling that her question was a bit strange: Since she knew that Jiang Xia was very active in solving the case, he must have gone to the scene, why did she go to the room to find him?

Suzuki Sonoko: "..." Wait, this female pervert who secretly touches the back of other people's hands is probably trying to sneak into Jiang Xia's bedroom to visit.

As a self-proclaimed detective assistant who is no less than "Mr. Yamada", Suzuki Sonoko cleared her throat, tugged on her sleeves, and prepared to reason with Pu Siqinglan to block her whims. .

But before she spoke, she suddenly saw something and was slightly startled.

The next moment, under Pu Siqinglan's implicitly expectant gaze.

Suzuki Sonoko raised her hand and pointed behind her: "Isn't this coming?"

Pu Siqinglan was stunned for a moment and didn't react: "What?"

"Jiang Xia." Ling Muyuanzi pointed behind her again, "You don't need to go to the room to find him, he has already come to you."

"..." These ghost story-like words made Pu Siqinglan's gentle expression freeze instantly.

She looked at Suzuki Sonoko's serious expression, and goosebumps silently crawled up behind her: "..." Is this guy kidding her? ! How could a person who had died and been sunk into the sea...

Pu Si Qinglan turned back stiffly.

Jiang Xia was seen standing behind the sofa where she was, looking up at the people in the living room.

The young detective's body was clean, without a trace of sea water, and his hair had no wet stains... Even if his hair could be blow-dried, he was still wearing the same clothes he was wearing before he fell into the water.

A chill silently crept into Pu Si Qinglan's heart: She put the person into the body bag with her own hands, and she would never misremember Jiang Xia's clothes at that time! Everything about this detective is exactly the same as before he was killed, as if the process of being poisoned and drowned was just her own illusion... How is this possible? !

Jiang Xia suddenly lowered his head and looked at her.

Pu Si Qinglan stood up and could hardly control the urge to draw the gun. However, just now, in order to prevent the police from searching, she had hidden the gun somewhere else.

Others also heard the movement here and looked over in confusion.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Xia said, as if he had figured something out, "Sorry, did I scare you? Then next time I stand behind you, I will tell you first."

After saying that, he politely stepped away from the back of the chair, looking gentlemanly and considerate.

Pu Siqinglan had no intention of praising her at all. Her face was livid, and only one sentence echoed in her mind: He is dead, he is obviously dead... How is this possible? !