Corpse collector in Conan

After failing to perform magic, Yushi Momochi cursed in his heart, and then realized something.

He looked at Mrs. Jiujiu: "Master, why did you suddenly invite a detective?"

Mrs. Jiujiu recalled the suspicion of the detectives towards the three apprentices at the detective agency just now, and said awkwardly: "This..."

"Do you still need to ask this?" A voice with a slightly long tail tone came from the side. At the corner of the second floor, a long-haired woman in high heels walked down the stairs step by step and stopped in front of Jiang Xia.

She looked up at the visitor and thought: "At this time, inviting such a famous detective is of course to investigate the real cause of the master's death - is that right, young detective."

As the voice fell, she raised her hand and gently patted Jiang Xia's shoulder.

The next moment, there was a whooshing sound, and Jiang Xia's black coat suddenly became bulging. Five or six pigeons flapped their wings and fled from the open collar one after another, flying to other places.

The mermaid whose territory was taken away angrily chased out and slapped the last pigeon with her tail. The pigeon was frightened and flapped its wings twice as hard. It quickly surpassed the leading one and flew away like a rocket.

"To perform pigeon magic, you have to do at least this level." Miyoshi Asako turned to look at her junior brother, then looked at the pigeons flying away, frowned slightly, "But... what happened to these pigeons today?"

Momochi Yushi didn't have time to care about pigeons or not. He had been attracted by the words of this beautiful senior sister: "Wait, what do you mean by investigating the real cause of Master's death? Didn't Master commit suicide in the basement? The police have closed the case."

"Do you really believe what they say?" Miyoshi Asako shook her head slightly, "Master is not someone who would commit suicide. And the poker left at the crime scene - Master's wife must think it's weird."

Momochi Yushi The more he listened, the more he felt that he had missed a lot: "What poker, why didn't I know?"

"It's this." Mrs. Jiujiu sighed, took out the two poker cards stuck together from her bag, and handed them to the little apprentice, "The scene was very chaotic at the time, you may not have paid much attention."

"Oh, you are talking about this." Baidi Yushi suddenly realized, "I saw it, but what's so strange about it? Master's wife, you may not know that in fact many poker magic tricks will use this kind of pasting trick. This should only be something that the master uses for practice, and the police also said that the master committed suicide... huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the poker in his hand.

"That's right." Sanada Ichizo, who suddenly appeared, tore off the stolen cards with a sizzling sound, and continued to tear it into four or eight petals, "At this point, even if you detectives turn this place upside down, you can't find any clues."

Amuro Toru: "?"

He didn't expect this guy to dare to destroy the evidence so openly. He was about to grab the remaining poker cards, but at this time, Amuro Toru suddenly discovered something and paused.

"No matter how long the investigation takes, the only truth you can get..." Sanada Kazumi raised his hand and scattered the debris in his hand all over the sky. However, the next moment, what fell was not the debris of playing cards, but colorful playing cards.

In this magic poker rain, the young genius magician showed an arrogant and confident smile, and continued with what he had just said: "There is only the fact that 'there are two genius magicians and now only I am left'."

Jiang Xia: "..." This group of magicians really have the habit of performing magic anytime and anywhere, and except for the one who failed at the beginning, the other two turned out pretty good - by the way, I don't know how Hashimoto Maya is looking for magicians.

Just thinking about it, he was opposite.

Sanada Kazuzo looked at the falling poker words, then looked at the guests in front of him, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I tore up such important evidence, and you didn't care at all?"

"Tear it up if you want." Jiang Xia came to his senses, reached out and took out two poker cards that were stuck together from his pocket, "Because the real evidence has just been put in my pocket by you."

Sanada Kazuzo: "..."

You are a detective, why are you still stealing the magician's lines? You have said everything, so what should I say?

"...Hehe, you are worthy of being a famous detective with strong observation skills."

It would be really embarrassing to keep silent at this time. Sanada Kazuzo frankly admitted the strength of his opponent and spread his hands: "But what I said just now is true - I advise you not to waste time. Even if you continue to investigate, you can't find anything here."

As he spoke, he picked up his pockets and walked away.

In the hall, Amuro Toru looked at the back of the magician, and always felt that this arrogant attitude was like the same kind of people as Usa.

He tentatively asked Mrs. Jiujiu: "Does your apprentice have a bad relationship with your husband? -- Mr. Jiujiu Motoyasu just passed away not long ago, and he mentioned this matter as if nothing had happened."

"That may not be the case." Miyoshi Mako squatted down gently and reached out to turn over a few cards. "Look, the suits on the bottom of the cards are different. This is because several decks of cards were mixed together. Sanada has always had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and usually doesn't mix up cards. From this point of view, the sudden death of the master should have had a big impact on him."

Mrs. Jiujiu sighed and agreed very much: "Sanada was not very old when he became an apprentice. Over the years, he has always regarded my husband as his father..."

While talking, she suddenly stopped and smiled: "Fumino? Come and say hello, there are guests."

Jiang Xia followed her line of sight and saw that the door of the room next to her was pushed open at some point, and a fashionable little girl walked out. The child was about six or seven years old, and looked about the same age as Conan.

"Conan?" The little girl took a quick look and saw the guests downstairs. She was surprised, "Huh? There is also Mr. Jiang Xia! - I often see you on TV."

Jiang Xia nodded and greeted her, then looked at Conan: "Your classmate?"

Conan scratched his head, thought for a long time, and finally remembered: "Oh, it's true. But I remember she is in Class A, in the same school as me but in a different class."

As they were talking, Jiujiu Fumino ran downstairs and stopped in front of them. She asked Conan happily: "You suddenly came to my house, what's the matter?"

Conan: "..." Come to investigate how your father died... Wait, as a child who just lost his father, are you a little too cheerful?