Corpse collector in Conan

Vodka hadn't thought about which car to drive, but Jiang Xia seemed to have already figured it out for him, and quickly took him downstairs to the Longshen Economic Research Institute: Vodka's own car was parked there.

Vodka stared at this familiar car warily, wishing he could change his eyes to a pair of electronic scanning eyes: "..." There is no bomb on it.

Fortunately, although there is no penetration function, his eyes can still see some information: the thin dust on the front cover of the car is still even, no one should have opened it, and the trunk and rear door are also the same as when they came... After all, Counting the time he left before and after, maybe this car really hasn't been tampered with?

Vodka pretended to tie his shoes again, squatted down and glanced at the chassis. After making sure there was nothing strange underneath, he stood up, got into the car cautiously, and closed the door.

Jiang Xia nodded to him, took a few steps back, and retreated into the shadows.

Vodka had an inexplicable feeling that he was being released by the gangsters as a hostage. He took a deep breath and quickly checked the interior of the vehicle.

After discovering that there were no traces of weirdness in it, he was about to leave. But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young figure walking down from the building in front of him, sneaking straight towards this side.

Vodka: "..." It's the future number Uzo who was carefully cultivated by that abominable primary school student, Uzo! ...What does this guy want to do? !

In the flash of lightning, Vodka didn't have time to think too much. He instinctively lowered his body and avoided Conan's glance.

…

After Conan observed the kidnapper's lair, he returned to the stairs lightly and quickly, and trotted downstairs.

He walked around to the back of the house, checked the transportation equipment in the company's warehouse, and then his eyes fell on a black vehicle parked in the shadows.

From his perspective, there was no one behind the car window. It was an empty car parked quietly. He had noticed it when he came.

"Longshen Economic Research Institute had a new shop in the city last year, and this old building is rarely used. The cars quietly parked here at this time are definitely not employees' commuting vehicles, and 80% of them are related to the tall man. , maybe it is a means of transportation that he specially hides here to allow himself to escape."

When Conan thought of this, his conscience suddenly stopped hurting.

He pulled the sling he had just arranged, walked around the car, quickly used it to secure the vehicle, then trotted back to the first floor and pressed a switch in the warehouse.

10 seconds ago.

In the car, not long after the vodka hit my body, I felt something was wrong.

He cursed in his mind: "Wait, why should I be afraid of a mere elementary school student? That guy is too young and not even qualified to be a peripheral member. Even if I kill him, the organization will not punish me in any way... ...To say the least, even if the organization recognizes him, seriously speaking, he should respectfully call me "senior", there is no reason for me to avoid him!"

...Having said that, thinking of Uzo who was nearby, Vodka did not dare to raise his head in the end.

He only made a vicious oath in his heart: Don't let him be left alone when he encounters a little brat, otherwise he will definitely kick this hateful primary school student's ass!

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he heard strange noises coming from the car - as if something had been fastened outside.

Vodka: "...huh?"

What is that kid doing?

... Could it be that you planted a bomb on him while he was still young?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Vodka couldn't care less about hiding it and sat up awkwardly. However, before he could see the side body clearly from the rearview mirror, he saw two thick straps outside the window - much like the slings used to lift heavy cargo.

Vodka looked at this scene blankly.

……What is this?

Why are my cars tied up?

Wait... why am I flying with the car! !

…

Office on the second floor.

Akai Shuichi is using his skills to talk to the kidnappers.

Unfortunately, when "that person" was used to deceive the kidnappers, the kidnappers did not give any special reaction, only pure confusion and confusion - it seemed that these guys really knew nothing about Uzo.

"They are indeed not Uzo's subordinates, nor have they directly received instructions from that person..."

Akai Shuichi sighed inwardly, but he was not too disappointed: Judging from the tracking skills of these kidnappers and their proficiency in pulling people into the car, they were probably a group of lawless gangsters with very unfamiliar techniques.

With this kind of quality, it is a bit difficult to serve as a peripheral member of the organization, and it is even more impossible to communicate directly with Uzo.

"But if that's the case, why would Uzo use them against me?"

Akai Shuichi tried to capture the logic and purpose contained in this incident: "This group of rabble cannot cause me any trouble, and after my identity was exposed to the police last night, my weakness of avoiding the police disappeared.

"Could it be that in Uzo's eyes, the only role of this group of people was to expose me in front of the police last night? What good would this do to him... Wait, maybe there is one of them among the police officers who contacted him. I want to control the movements of our FBI team in this way.

"In addition, the role of this group of kidnappers cannot be ignored. Because if he just wants me to notice that site last night, he can have many more covert and faster ways, so the question comes back again, this group of kidnappers are here What role did it play in this series of events?"

For a time, Akai Shuichi was constantly entangled with mysteries in his mind: In the life of geniuses in the past, he had rarely been in such a clueless state. Even when facing that huge and terrifying organization, he had the confidence to peel off the cocoon and seize the black-clothed man. The core of the organization, and finally destroyed it in one fell swoop... However, when facing Uzo, he often felt powerless, as if he was completely unable to capture the other party's thoughts and actions.

After all, he stayed up all night yesterday. Akai Shuichi pressed his forehead tiredly.

Just then, he heard a strange noise, and a strange crunching sound came from outside the window.

Akai Shuichi turned around suddenly and looked at the window. His pupils shrank when he saw the scene outside the window clearly - it was obviously the second floor, but a floating car actually appeared outside the window!

The car is hoisted by a sling and controlled by a crossbar at the top. The next moment he saw it clearly, a little black hand hiding in the dark suddenly pressed the "forward" switch on the remote control.

The pulley carried the car forward, quickly building up strength. With a loud bang, the car slammed into the window and hit Akai Shuichi who was closest to the window.

Akai Shuichi: "?!"

The window was shattered, the edge of the window collapsed, and the smoke and dust rolled up the fragments, drowning Akai Shuichi's figure like a tide.