Corpse collector in Conan

Judy sighed: "You Tokyoites are so conservative..."

The two people sat on the seats next to each other while talking. In the unseen view, the murderous auras of apples and French fries collided fiercely, and the aroma filled the entire carriage.

Jiang Xia breathed in the sweet air, leaned back on the chair comfortably, and at the same time touched the shivering mushroom next to her to express comfort.

In another seat not far away, Conan fell into silence after observing: The previous feeling was indeed not an illusion - the relationship between the two suspicious persons seemed a bit subtle, at least they did not look like companions.

In the weird atmosphere, the passengers took their seats one by one.

Suddenly, Conan's eyes fell on a tall man wearing a windbreaker, a mask, and a knitted hat.

——When Judy and Dr. Arata were chatting with them just now, this tall passenger took the opportunity to pass through everyone and quietly walked to the last row and sat down.

Conan: "..." Wait, this, isn't this who it is! Although his face was obscured by masks and hats, it was not difficult to guess his identity just by his outstanding height and that iconic knitted hat... Why was this guy in the car? !

Where dangerous elements gather, there is often no peace.

Conan couldn't help but feel a little more in danger. He looked at the children who were happily traveling and felt worried.

For a few seconds, he wanted to let Dr. Ali get out of the car with the children immediately, while he, the brave lone ranger, stayed alone in the car, and then quietly followed these suspicious people after they got off the car... But Then I thought about it. According to the characters of those children, if they really did this, they would definitely ask "why" over and over again, thus attracting the attention of suspicious persons.

"Forget it." Conan sighed, "We're just going together for a short time, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

The passengers each had their own uneasiness, but in the end, they did not leave for various reasons.

The bus, carrying a busload of people with their own thoughts, closed the door and started going to the next stop.

…

As soon as the door was closed, all kinds of murderous aura suddenly became more mellow.

The leisurely medium suddenly became busy, poking this ghost, and then commanding that one, urging them to work harder. At the same time, the ghosts must be taught to be diligent and frugal, and not to discriminate against the murderous smell of smoke - as long as it is murderous, bring it back first, and we will decide who to eat later.

As he was muttering, he suddenly felt something was wrong: How could there be no ghosts in the murderous smell of smoke? Isn’t there a ghost you like very much?

Turning around and counting her ghosts seriously, Jiang Xia suddenly understood - there was a ghost that turned a blind eye to the murderous intent of the car. It was sticking to the glass window, looking diagonally upward with difficulty, and even trying to pass through the mold. Windows squeeze out.

"..."

Jiang Xia pretended to dust him off, reached over Haiyuan Ai, and pulled back Matsuda Jinping who was half-dressed: Why are you running around? Is there a higher-end murderous aura outside the window?

The captured ghost was unusually anxious, and even wanted to throw himself toward the window after being held up in the air. Finding that it was pinned by the medium's two fingers and unable to float, it had no choice but to turn around and muttered to describe the situation.

"A car passed by on the overpass just now. Did you vaguely sense your old classmate from it?" Jiang Xia was startled and looked diagonally upward expectantly, trying to find the murderous aura in the coffee, but quickly looked away in disappointment, "No. , you read it wrong."

"...another classmate?" Jiang Xia then remembered that Matsuda Jinpei did have many dead police elite friends. He suddenly realized something and sat up a little straighter, "Which one are you talking about?"

... Could it be that today is such a joyful day that a ghost fetus has been picked up?

Jiang Xia temporarily turned his attention away from the murderous aura on the bus, summoned the foggy dog ​​and the mermaid, and asked the two fastest ghosts to run to tie them up... and to invite their companions to chat.

Unfortunately, the two ghosts left for a short time and returned empty-handed.

——After they followed the direction pointed by Matsuda Jinpei, they caught up with a moving car.

In the car was a slightly slovenly middle-aged man. There were no ghosts around him, only a few shikigami hanging on his legs - one of the shikigami was made of a material like Liangpi, which was slippery. The mermaid and the foggy dog ​​tried to pull down, but they couldn't pull it at all. In addition, the car drove farther and farther, so in the end they had to give up the kidnapping plan and came back regretfully.

"A slightly slovenly middle-aged man..."

While Jiang Xia continued to release the ghosts to extinguish the murderous intent, he remembered something: in his impression, Matsuda Jinpei and his childhood friend named Hagiwara Kenji died in the hands of the same bomber a few years ago... although they were not the same. I don’t know how Matsuda Jinpei recognized his familiar ghost from such a distance, but since the ghost in question said so, it’s 80% correct.

"Speaking of which, when Matsuda Jinping was lured to sign the contract with a bad check, the request seemed to be to sanction the bomber..."

As he thought about it, the psychic's conscience ached quietly: Counting the time, it has already passed... It has been a month or two, but the bomber who was spotted by the police has not yet arrived. But after counting it like this, it doesn’t seem like it’s too long?

Jiang Xia looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was immersed in the murderous smell of cigarettes, and cleared his throat guiltily: It's not that he deliberately delayed his wages, but he just couldn't meet him before. And now that they have met, it must be not far away from the time when the other party seeks death... It's not a big problem, he will be caught sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he wrote down the license plate number that the mermaid and Mist Tengu had just seen, and put his attention back to the bus - in addition to the bomb that just passed by, the bomb in front of him was also worth being vigilant.

Just thinking about it, he saw the bus start again, and the two passengers moved their shoulders and stood up.

"Huh?" Several children who were excited about going out noticed the movement of the people on the same bus and looked over curiously.

"Haha!" Kojima Motota laughed out loud, "Look, they actually put on their ski clothes so early, they are too impatient - they must be so excited because they rarely ski."

If it were normal, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko might not be able to help but agree.

However, at this time, his eyes twitched slightly, and he raised his hand and slapped Kojima Motota's mouth: Don't talk about others in public, this is not what good children do!

Kojima Motota: "Hmm??"

The movement of the two children alarmed others. Conan temporarily turned his eyes away from the suspicious people and looked at the two passengers who suddenly stood up. He was slightly startled as he looked at them.

Conan: "..." Ski suits aside, why did these two people even wear goggles to cover their faces?