Conan’s Corpse Picker

Maurilan and Suzuki Sonoko: "..." The police station is such a ghost place, they usually go to enough. Although they mainly go to the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo, it is no different if they want to come to the police den in Osaka. There is really no need to visit much. …

  Conan was clinging to the railing, looking at the police building, his eyes silently showing a little yearning.

   Jiang Xia's eyes were also briefly attracted to that building.

   Compared to Conan, at some point, his hands-on ability is obviously stronger.

   Jiang Xia's thoughts moved slightly, and soon, a black cloud-riding snow cat took shape nearby.

   The dry rice cat was possessed and entered the puppet.

   The white-clawed black cat shook its fur, adjusted to the feeling of having a body again, and then walked quickly towards the opposite building with a fairly elegant pace.

   I heard that there were a lot of murders in Osaka two days ago for some reason. Maybe the relevant personnel will drop some murderous auras and shikigami after they are taken to the police station: in a relatively closed building, the wind is not too strong, they should not float too far, and maybe they can be found in the corners.

   Jiang Xia watched the dry cat go all the way, and touched the ghost in his arms expectantly.

   But soon, he glanced at the flow of people coming and going downstairs, and suddenly remembered something, a little puzzled:

   Gin is also looking for Qiancheng scoops.

   Now, he and vodka should be nearby as well, but why didn't you see high-end murderous aura downstairs?

  —Yesterday, when Jiang Xia went to find two colleagues to share a task, the speed of vodka on the laptop was really slow, and Jiang Xia couldn’t see his screen.

   But in fact, before Jiang Xia himself looked down, the ghost was already sitting on the brim of the vodka hat.

  Jiangxia: "..." Speaking of which, if you put the pot of "leaving the mission content to Wuzuo" and put it on vodka, I don't know if it will stimulate a bit of murderous aura that smells like ice cream...

  …

   Another attraction dozens of kilometers away.

   Vodka suddenly turned his head and sneezed, a hair on his back.

   He raised his head suspiciously, looked at the clear sky, felt the warm temperature again, and thought it wasn't the weather.

   So after a while, Vodka's eyes sank: Although there is no evidence, it must be that Xiao Yinbi of Uzo who is talking about himself - maybe he is still remembering his revenge for not showing the information yesterday.

   Thinking of this, Vodka couldn't help but move in the direction of Brother Gin, and looked around vigilantly - if there was a murderer who suddenly went crazy nearby, he would definitely kill him before he succeeded in attacking.

  …

Next to   , Gin didn't care about the vodka's sneaky little moves.

   He was still thinking about the Osaka member who suddenly disappeared, and the matter of Qiancheng Lai Tan.

   The clues found so far are that the treasure hunt forum accounts of members of the missing organization were used fraudulently by an unknown guy.

  The impostor seems to have a clue about the "Thousands of Potatoes". He formed a current tour group and drowned in the vast city with the other four.

   And gin and vodka are roaming the various spots in Osaka trying to find them.

   After all, people are in Osaka, not Tokyo. Under the circumstance that he doesn't want to reveal his identity and whereabouts, there are not too many people that Jinjiu can mobilize.

   So he only arranged some people in the scenic spots related to "Toyotomi Hideyoshi". In Osaka Castle, where he was most likely to squat, he arranged for six people to be divided into two groups of shifts. As soon as he saw the tour group appeared, he would be notified immediately. Then he will rush to deal with it.

  Gin looked at his watch.

   It has been half an hour since the last shift.

   The tracking results of the team just now were also sent out during the shift: there was no gain.

   Thinking of this result, Gin frowned in dissatisfaction, worried that things would go wrong.

   But think about it calmly: it’s only been less than a day since the task was assigned. And the simple thing of staring at a five-person tour group can be done with eyes. How can something go wrong.

   Compared to Osaka Castle, which has limited exports, other attractions are more troublesome. You can't do simple things yourself and leave technical tasks to those junk.

  Gin thought about it, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and felt a little relieved: "..." Let's wait patiently.

   I hope the three guys who are on shift can bring good news as soon as possible.

  …

   is different from the serious work atmosphere in the car.

   On the other hand, a few high school students were having a good time.

Seeing Yuan Shan and Ye in a low mood, Maurilan hurriedly cheered her on: "The Osaka Castle that I actually saw is much more beautiful than what I saw in photos or on TV - as expected, I have to come here in person to appreciate its beauty. "

"That's right! How is it enough to come here only once?" Yuan Shan and Ye instantly regained their energy, "Osaka Castle has been completely renovated since it was rebuilt. It has been maintained since 60 years ago, and it has hardly changed. Photos alone are not enough. I can't see this kind of historical turmoil!"

   A cold hum suddenly came from beside   :

   "The reconstruction was done 70 years ago. Little girl, shouldn't you have done more research before introducing Osaka to foreigners?"

"…Um?"

   A few high school students were stunned for a moment, and they looked at the prestige, and they saw a bald middle-aged man beside him at some point.

  The bald uncle sternly corrected: "Toyotomi Hideyoshi built Osaka Castle in 1599, and then Tokugawa Ieyasu rebuilt it in 1629. The city rebuilt by the Osaka people 70 years ago is already the third generation."

   Hattori Heiji looked at him in amazement: "Uncle, you understand very well."

  Although he knew the history of Osaka Castle in general, he didn't remember the specific year like this. And listening to the accent, the opposite is not from Osaka.

   "Huh, of course." The bald uncle raised his head proudly, "Toyotomi Hideyoshi is the historical celebrity I admire most."

   Jiang Xia glanced at the badge he pinned to his chest.

   Hattori Heiji also discovered it. He deliberately took a closer look, and said in a long voice, "A fan of Toyotomi Hideyoshi? But why did you bring the family crest of Tokugawa Ieyasu's 'Trifoliate Aoi'?"

"This is…!"

   He was about to explain, but suddenly another person came up behind him.

   It was a slightly younger man. The young man laughed and said to the bald uncle, "Brother Jiakang, what are you doing here? The lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

  The bald uncle was startled and turned his head: "Oh, Brother Guangxiu. I met a few tourists and I was telling them the history of the Tianshou Pavilion."

   A few high school students next to him were stunned: ... Brother Jiayasu? Brother Guangxiu?

   If it's just a person's name, there may be a coincidence.

   But with the phrase "Master", it becomes clear who the two people on the opposite side are referring to - the bald uncle in front of him is actually called "Tokugawa Ieyasu", and the young man who calls him is "Akechi Mitsuhide". And the "lord" who is said to be waiting for them should be "Oda Nobunaga".

   These are historical celebrities of the same period as Toyotomi Hideyoshi.