Corpse collector in Conan

Jiang Xia saw Conan's faint gaze. Only then did he remember that he had been in a hurry to get on the car before he had time to introduce himself to both parties.

The seats on this Shinkansen were facing each other. Jiang Xia and three classmates were in one group, and the other four people were in another group. But fortunately, the space is relatively wide, and there aren't many people in this compartment, so it's easy to chat.

Jiang Xia then added the introduction. He said to Mrs. Xun and Xun Zhengmaru who were sitting in the back seat: "These two are my classmates. This..." He patted Conan's head and thought for a moment, "They are my former classmates. ."

Everyone went to Didan Primary School.

Conan: "..."

Then Jiang Xia introduced to several classmates: "These two are my clients, and the taciturn Miss Shirai next to them is the lawyer they hired - Miss Shirai just looks introverted, but she is actually a very cheerful person at heart, and very She is talkative. You can talk to her more when you have time. We are not very different in age, so we should be able to chat together. "

Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan don't mind having one more friend. Shopping at tourist attractions requires a lot of people to be fun: "Okay."

Curacao: "..." Well, don't listen to his nonsense, and don't come to me to talk nonsense!

Maya Hashimoto: "..." It turns out that in Jiang Xia's eyes, Curacao is a talkative and cheerful person?

"No wonder I occasionally saw them talking together before. This woman actually has two faces. I don't know what conspiracy she is up to. Jiang Xia should be reminded to be careful about her..."

Maya Hashimoto thought about it when she suddenly felt something was wrong: "Jiang Xia can even detect Uzo's existence, how could Curacao hide it from him - maybe this detective is just maintaining a friendly facade to test her. , like stabbing me in the back every now and then.”

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Jiang Xia say again: "And Mr. Hashimoto, you should have met him several times, so I won't introduce him too much - he seems a little tired recently. It's rare for everyone to travel together and have fun." You must call him on the matter."

Maya Hashimoto: "..."

Sure enough, the backstabbing started again!

...but what can be done? It’s not just about keeping smiling.

And judging from the facts, Jiang Xia's suspicion was actually correct. Not only was he an outlaw, but he was also an undercover agent specially assigned to him.

Maya Hashimoto sighed sadly as she thought about it.

His appearance is a bit strange, but Conan has long known that this is a suspicious guy, so now, Conan's eyes fall on Curacao instead of Maya Hashimoto.

Conan: "..." I always feel like I've seen her somewhere before. Where is she from...

Curacao looked at the car window, pretending not to notice the scrutinizing eyes next to him.

She remembered that she had met Jiang Xia's classmates, and at the same time she began to be glad that every time she appeared, she would put on some disguise on her face - although the changes were not as large as the disguise, the difference between the two different styles of makeup was There is also a big gap. Having never seen her original appearance, it is difficult to tell that this is actually the same person.

Curacao: "..." So how did that guy Uzo recognize her accurately every time? Is it true that some people are born with such strong powers of observation?

When he thought that he was forced to perform tasks beside this person, Curacao's shoulders sank, feeling suppressed by tremendous pressure.

Different from what the members of the organization were thinking, Mrs. Sunda's thinking was obviously closer to that of ordinary people. She listened to the words of Suzuki Sonoko and Jiang Xia, and felt something was wrong when she heard it - were they also going to attend that wedding?

Mrs. Xun is happy to establish friendship with a wealthy family, but...

Mrs. Xun: "If we go too, won't it be too intrusive?"

Suzuki Sonoko waved her hands repeatedly: "The more people we have, the better! And it's safer too."

Mrs. Xun was startled, feeling that these words were a bit strange: "Safe?"

Why is the word "safety" associated with attending a family friend's wedding? Was there something very unsafe about that wedding?

"!" Suzuki Sonoko realized that she had slipped her words and covered her lips in embarrassment.

But then I thought about it: I've already leaked it anyway, and it's not too secret. Many people know it, so just tell it.

She then lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Actually, I heard that there seems to be a hidden story behind this wedding."

Jiang Xia was very interested in this kind of thing: "Tell me in detail."

With the support, Suzuki Sonoko spoke even more happily: "The person who is getting married is Oga Shinya, who is of the same generation as me. The Oga family is now controlled by their old lady, and Shinya is her eldest grandson.

"I heard that the old lady was very dissatisfied with Shinya's marriage partner, and others couldn't accept it, so until the wedding was decided, their family kept arguing for a long time."

Xun Zhengmaru was curious: "Why are you dissatisfied? Is the fiancée too ugly or has a bad temper?"

Suzuki Sonoko glanced at him and felt that this guy didn't speak well, but he was still a good listener who could respond. She scratched her head: "I don't know, maybe they think the fiancée is not a good match?"

Just as he was talking, the carriage door opened, and the flight attendant came over pushing a trolley filled with snacks and groceries.

Conan wanted to drink as soon as he heard the story. He stopped the cart and thought about what to drink. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "A can of oolong tea."

Almost at the same time, across the aisle, the person on the other side of the seat also said: "Have a can of oolong tea."

Jiang Xia turned around and saw a handsome but tanned young man.

The flight attendant smiled and went to get the drink, but was slightly startled when he saw the remaining drinks in the dining car. She turned to the young man awkwardly: "Sorry, sir, there is only one can of oolong tea left."

The dark-skinned man said tolerantly: "It's okay, just give it to the little brother."

Conan was quite moral and said to the flight attendant: "No, give it to that uncle. He ordered the oolong tea first."

The man just spoke did speak a little earlier than him, and a rigorous detective would not overlook any details.

When the two of them gave way, Jiang Xia took advantage of the chaos and glanced at the pile of bottles and cans, and then regretfully found that there was no beer.

So he casually ordered a can of Coke, opened it and drank slowly.

At this time, the dark-skinned man asked the flight attendant for a paper cup. He opened the can with a bang, divided half of the oolong tea, and handed it to Conan: "Here, half for each person."

Conan was startled and took the cup: This guy is quite nice.

…

After distributing the drinks, the steward pushed her minivan away again.

There was no obstruction between the seats on both sides, and because of what happened just now, the two sides started chatting.

Dark-skinned man: "You also travel on weekends?"

Maya Hashimoto: "..." No, we work overtime on weekends.