Corpse collector in Conan

In the villa of Masakage's family.

Inspector Megure asked around, but it seemed that he didn't get any useful clues.

He had to put his target back on the most suspicious guy 5 years ago: "The person who came into the study and scolded your husband, please provide some clues. At least, at least his age and his accent, you should have some impression."

"This..." Masakage's wife had to try her best to think, "He has a standard Tokyo accent, and then, uh, and then he seems to be wearing a hat, his hair is also black, he should not be very old. In addition... he is also wearing sunglasses and has a very thick beard, so I can't see his appearance clearly."

Inspector Megure: "..." It is true that he asked for clues, but it sounds like the other party deliberately disguised himself, what beard, hat, sunglasses... Once these things are taken off, it will be impossible to recognize him at that time.

He sighed: "So tonight, was the magic notebook left by your husband stolen?"

Mrs. Masakage was in a state of ignorance: "I only know that there is such a thing, but I don't know where it is exactly. I haven't read the books left by my husband, so..."

Inspector Megure: "..."

If this lady wasn't old, he really wanted to investigate her as the murderer first-how could someone live so confusedly, and still not know anything when such a big thing happened around him.

"Then there must be photos." Hashimoto Maya watched for a while and decided to pretend to work hard so that the adult could see that he was not slacking off, but was seriously acting as the Watson beside Jiang Xia:

"When friends come to visit, they usually take photos together. If there is an album, you can take it out and have a look-if the person who visited 5 years ago has been here before, we may be able to get clues from the album."

Mrs. Masakage sighed: "Okay, the album is in my husband's study-it's the room next door."

Inspector Megure never picks on his younger brothers when solving cases. Hearing Hashimoto Maya's suggestion to check the photo album, he followed suit and opened the door of the next room.

Then, with the door and the people, he and the others were stuck in the extremely narrow corridor.

Inspector Megure: "..."

He closed the door awkwardly, walked around to the other side of the door axis, and opened the door again: "Why is the corridor so narrow? There is not even the width of a door..."

"Sorry, sorry." Mrs. Zhengying said helplessly, "My husband likes spacious rooms, the wider the better. Once the room is expanded, the corridor will be occupied, so the final layout becomes like this."

The group walked through the door and entered the study, looking through the photo albums left by Mr. Zhengying.

Mrs. Zhengying brought out one photo album after another, gradually piling up a small mountain on the table.

Officer Takagi was stunned: "So many." This, how long will it take to investigate this...

He felt bitter, and could only hold a notebook and sit next to Mrs. Zhengying to watch her flip through the photo album page by page, looking for the suspicious man 5 years ago.

…

The FBI is working overtime, and the police are also working overtime. On such a busy night, some members of the organization will certainly not escape the same fate.

Gin had just dealt with a leaker. He kicked the body into the ditch, wiped the blood off his hands and sat back in the car. As soon as he sat down, a message from an informant suddenly came on his phone.

——At the Hoshigawa Tongwu Magic Show Theater, the police arrested one person and conducted a search for illegal transactions.

“Hoshigawa Tongwu Magic Show Theater…”

Gin was not interested in magic, nor was he interested in Hoshigawa Tongwu, but he knew that this was the transaction site that Vodka had reported tonight.

——It was a foolproof secret transaction, but Vodka had just gone there, and the police searched it right after?

“Sure enough, he is still the same person who can mess up everything.” Gin snorted coldly, dissatisfied, but a little relieved: if Vodka went out for a trip and came back to become watertight, flawless, innocent, and never made mistakes… that would be creepy.

However... the degree of the mess this time was not as high as before.

Gin glanced at the content sent by the spy. After confirming that Vodka and the transaction partner were not exposed, and the people arrested were not the two of them, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Of course, the ones who should be hit still need to be hit. He was able to escape the police search this time, but it may not be the case next time.

Gin opened the mailbox and was about to send a message to Vodka. However, at this moment, the phone buzzed and an email popped up first.

...Sent by Vodka.

Clicking it, the whole article was full of another familiar code name, as well as the person involved, Vodka's tearful accusation against someone and his relief for escaping the clutches of the devil in time.

Gin: "..."

"Vodka really wants to get rid of Uzo from the bottom of his heart, not just to resist, I won't be wrong about this."

Gin lit a cigarette and thought in the rising smoke: "But while thinking so, he still unconsciously chose the place where Uzo is... Haha, it's right to let him go out alone to train for a while."

...

In Mr. Zhengying's villa.

Jiang Xia rubbed his nose and always felt a little itchy at the tip of his nose: "..."Strange, is there someone scolding him behind his back again?

Hope that person can drop a wisp of murderous aura when scolding, and then float to him with good luck.

Thinking, Jiang Xia flipped through the album casually.

Suddenly, a small hand came from the side and pressed a page. Conan said in surprise: "This is it!"

Jiang Xia came back to his senses, looked down, and saw a colorful photo - the protagonist of the photo was an elderly magician, who was standing in a narrow corridor at this time, stretching his hand to gesture behind him.

A few meters behind him, at the end of the narrow corridor, there was a Christmas tree decorated with beautiful lights.

Hashimoto Maya quietly looked out and hissed: "..." This, the place where this tree is located, isn't it exactly where the body fell? - Could this be the "Christmas tree magic" that the magician's wife just mentioned?

Conan noticed someone behind him and came back to his senses from the surprise of finding a clue.

Stiff for a moment, he sighed with an innocent childish voice: "These magics are so beautiful! This villa is really like what the lady said, there are mechanisms everywhere - huh? What is that?"

Hashimoto Maya wanted to turn back after hearing this, but was worried that this kid would take the opportunity to plot against him. But if he didn't turn around, he was worried that there was danger behind him...

Finally, he took a step sideways, guarding both front and back, and turned his head like a crab in a somewhat strange posture.

Conan: "......?"