Corpse collector in Conan

Chapter 1479 1479 [Jiang Xia Longping, how many good sisters do you have?]

I saw the name on the business card, "Sheng Numa Sheng".

Hui Yuan Ai touched his chin and whispered: "'Heron', 'Big Eagle', 'Thrush', and the woman with long hair seems to be called 'Qianhe'...the names of these people are all different." Something to do with birds?”

Jiang Xia also lowered his voice and muttered to her boredly: "Maybe it's fate. But according to my experience, people with the same names and who like to get together in three or four can easily get into trouble.

"By analogy, when I meet people with 'spring', 'autumn', and 'winter' in their names, I should be extra careful. If you meet people with colors in their names, you should also be more vigilant. After all, there is a 'grey' Character."

Haibara Ai:"!"

Although she felt that these words were a bit superstitious, as Jiang Xia's words fell, the name "Kurosawa Formation" flashed in her mind - this was Gin's real name.

Immediately afterwards, she thought of another guy who was trying to trick people.

Shuichi Akai.

——"Red" happens to be a color.

Hui Yuan Ai: "..." Jiang Xia's casual summary of the rules actually seemed to be very accurate!

Although I feel in my heart that as a mature scientist, I shouldn’t be superstitious.

But Haiyuan Ai still prefers to believe what he has or not, and can't help but fill in the holes in Jiang Xia's words seriously: "In addition to spring, autumn and winter, your 'river' can actually be combined with 'lake' and 'sea'. ' and so on, and by the way, there is also Kurosawa's 'Ze'! This is very important, don't take it lightly."

…

When two people exchange useless experiences.

Next to him, the silent British passenger glanced at the male photographer and suddenly said something.

The male photographer looked at him doubtfully: "What did you say? My English is not very good, please speak slowly."

Jiang Xia came to his senses, put away the male photographer's business card, and translated: "He said that you actually left your seat, not that you stayed in your seat as you said."

"??" Lunuma Sheng was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "That's nonsense! You're spitting blood!"

The British passenger looked calm and ignored him. Instead, he turned to several flight attendants and policemen: "I remember this man's seat was directly behind the deceased. But when I went to the bathroom before, the deceased was sleeping on the seat, and the seat behind him was empty. - that is to say, this man has left his seat, obviously, he lied."

Jiang Xia translated them one by one.

Then he looked at the male photographer expectantly.

Saginuma Noboru was flustered and angry. He was eating melon, but unexpectedly someone wanted to tear down his alibi: "I have never been to the bathroom. Don't think that with one more suspect, you can get away with it - that stewardess They didn’t even say I’d been there!”

The pressure suddenly came to the stewardess.

The flight attendant on duty was stared at from all sides, and he hesitated: "Well, I didn't know something was going to happen at the time, and I didn't keep an eye on the corridor all the time, so..."

Her gentle words were like a blow to the head, sweeping Saunuma Noboru into the ranks of suspects.

The suspects suddenly became four.

Hui Yuan Ai looked at this scene, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his delicate forehead that was not suitable for his age: "..." Sure enough, this time, no one with a bird's name could escape.

...Doesn't this further prove that Jiang Xia's casual remarks like a joke were right?

Next to him, another fake child didn't know the conversation between Haihara Ai and Jiang Xia, but his thinking was a little off track.

Conan silently looked at the business card belonging to Jiang Xia on Saginumasheng's body, and then looked at the business card of Saginumasheng that Jiang Xia had just carefully put away. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "..." Although Uncle Maori 99% of the time It's very unreliable, but sometimes his words are quite accurate - this unlucky photographer just exchanged business cards with Jiang Xia and was involved in it. It's a terrible incident.

…

Regardless, one thing is certain.

——The workload of the police has increased again.

Inspector Asaph sighed, a little tired.

But when he glanced at the boss next to him from the corner of his eye, he could only try his best to stand up and look for the murder weapon: "Everyone, I need to check the luggage and items you carry with you."

Not only do they need to search four people at the same time, but they also need to search for possible discarded murder weapons in the cabin. This is obviously not an easy task.

Being on the plane and unable to direct his subordinates, Inspector Asa had no choice but to ask the crew to help.

A group of people walked away in a hurry.

The bathroom door quickly became empty.

Jiang Xia glanced to the side and looked at the blond woman leaning to the side - the British police officer did not participate in the search either because he was lazy or had mysophobia.

Realizing that Jiang Xia was looking at her gloves, she turned her head and asked casually, "Why do you want to come to England?"

Jiang Xia told the truth: "Come for a trip."

By the way, see if there are any murderous spirits or ghosts.

Then by the way, catch the little brother who wants to run away.

By the way, let me feel from the bottom of my heart: The FBI is far less reliable than Uzo, and it's not too late to switch to Uzo.

"Yeah." The blond woman nodded casually and said nothing.

Jiang Xia waited, but didn't wait until the next step.

Suddenly he remembered that this was exactly the British policeman he wanted, and he must have a high status and be able to involve him in any murder case. So he took the initiative and leaned over there: "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you." After a pause, the woman added, "I have read some relevant reports and you are very famous in Japan."

"That's it." Jiang Xia touched his pocket, and soon there was a piece of exquisitely designed cardboard in his hand, "Want to exchange for a business card? If you have a case, come to me at any time."

The blonde woman shook her head and declined, "I don't need a business card."

Jiang Xia: "..."...Then what are you talking about?

He was bored and was about to withdraw his hand.

But at this moment, the woman suddenly took the business card from his hand and her eyes paused on his contact information.

Then she took out the pen from the inner pocket, bit the cap of the pen and pulled it off. She lowered her head and wrote a line of beautiful cursive characters on the business card.

"This is my mailbox." She put the business card back into Jiang Xia's pocket, glanced at his face carefully, and lowered her voice as if she was nostalgic, "If there is a danger that cannot be dealt with, just contact me through this mailbox - —but I hope you never have to use it."

A few meters away.

Haihara Ai originally wanted to return to her seat and tell Mao Lilan about the incident, so as not to worry her when she wakes up and finds that everyone around her has disappeared.

Unexpectedly, not long after walking out, when he turned around, he suddenly saw this scene.

Haibara Ai:"???"

...Why didn’t I see Jiang Xia being accosted by a strange wife again?

What did that woman put into Jiang Xia's pocket? Could it be something like a large check?