Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 1434 1434 [Gin is a good person]

   The next morning.

   is different from many migrant workers who stay up late at night, or even stay up all night. High school detectives get enough quality sleep.

   Jiang Xia quickly got up and packed up the cats and dogs, and took them to the Anshi Detective Office, waiting for the wives to come to pick them up.

   After washing his hands, he walked back to the door and began to check the pile of things in the mailbox.

   Just turned over for a while, when suddenly I felt movement beside me.

   turned his head and saw a figure flashing into the office - Amuro Toru actually came to work again.

   Jiang Xia: "...?"

   So dedicated?

   is wrong, very wrong.

   While sorting out the advertisements and newspapers in the mailbox and the letter of entrustment, he couldn't help looking at the door with a suspicious look.

  …

   Maybe it was because Jiang Xia was busy. After Anshi came in, he didn't say hello to the Dumiao staff. He just walked lightly into the inner room and rummaged in the closet by himself.

   The flower shop that "Yoshimura" ordered flowers was opened by a wealthy lady, and seemed to pay more attention to style than making money. The store manager paid for each employee to customize two sets of delivery uniforms, and even Amuro Toru, who was often absent from work, also received them.

   At that time, Toru Amuro sent the uniform to dry cleaning after get off work. After washing, he sent it to the detective office for storage, and he never used it again.

   Now that it can come in handy, he wants to drop by and get it.

  …

  Amuro Toru rummaged through the interior, thinking of Jiang Xia at the door, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: How dedicated he is. I wanted to avoid him at first, but I didn't expect to get out of the car and saw Jiang Xia standing at the door concentrating on reading the mailbox.

  Although the Amuro Detective Agency has also announced its email address, most of the time that email box is filled with advertisement emails from all over the country and even from overseas.

   It seems that it is more traditional for clients who really want to find a detective to entrust. Not many emails are sent, usually invitations are sent directly.

   Compared with the mailbox, Jiang Xia obviously prefers that mailbox. Every time Amuro sees him poking around in the letterbox, there is a sense of sight, pure anticipation and joy, of watching inlanders who have never seen the sea dig shells on the beach.

   "Sure enough, he's still a young high school student who is attracted by various cases." Amuro sighed in his heart, "I'm very motivated."

   As he thought, he held the uniform he found without looking away, and planned to leave.

   However, as soon as he arrived at the door, he found Jiang Xia's eyes turned.

   Seeing Anshi coming out the door, Jiang Xia's eyes immediately fell on the uniform in his hands, his eyes slightly brightened: "Can you help me?"

   "...No, I didn't receive a request, I just routinely went to the store where I worked before to call." Amuro Toru rejected him, seemingly in a hurry, kept walking, and left quickly.

  His car was parked at the door. The man drove fast and disappeared from the street in the blink of an eye.

   Jiang Xia packed up the contents of the mailbox and put them on the cabinet by the door when he entered. When he turned around and went out, there was only exhaust gas left, and Amuro Toru had long since disappeared.

  Jiangxia: "…"

He raised his hand and fanned the wind, sighed sadly, and condemned inwardly: "The boss is a lone wolf, and it doesn't seem to be a good thing. Although he really doesn't interfere much with the work of the employees, he still influences the employees to interfere with him. work…"

   However, no matter what, everyone left, and the speed of the car was not even able to fly.

   Jiang Xia stared for a moment, only to return to the house alone.

   He looked again at the pile of letters and newspapers that he had just put down, and planned to put them on the coffee table and deal with them slowly.

   As soon as I picked it up, a letter of entrustment slipped from the many papers and fell to the ground.

   "Huh? You are the only one who fell out of so many letters. It's very fateful." He threw the other things on the coffee table, folded back and picked up the letter of entrustment.

   Before opening it, I smelled a faint smell of disinfectant.

  …The smell of a doctor?

   Jiang Xia opened the letter and looked at it.

Inside    is a thin page of letter paper, the first and last greetings are removed, and the entrusted content in the middle is not much:

  [My friend seems to be being targeted by the enemy recently. Those people's threats to him have become more and more excessive, and my friend's mental state has become more and more worrying as a result. I advised him to call the police, but his friend didn't trust the police and kept refusing to go. I had to find another way - I hope you can help find those who are harassing him and give him a clean up. ]

  “…”

   After reading the letter, Jiang Xia thought for a moment, and then went to tidy up the other things on the table.

   I took apart all the letters and newspapers, and found no more attractive case.

  He picked up the letter of entrustment just now and looked at the phone number above.

   "That's it."

   Jiang Xia took out his mobile phone and dialed the number above.

  The bell rang for more than ten seconds, and finally connected, and a gentle-sounding male voice sounded: "Hello, how are you?"

"Hello, Jiang... Anshi Detective Agency, I'm Jiang Xia." Jiang Xia casually slipped a slip of the tongue, "I saw your letter of entrustment in the mailbox. Many things are unclear on the phone, so let's talk face-to-face—you When is it convenient?"

   "Jiang Xia?" The other party was stunned, followed by a little excited, "I didn't expect to actually invite you! Well, I still have work during the day, are you free tonight?"

   "It's fine tonight." Jiang Xia remembered that the doctor given by the boss would not see him until tomorrow night. Today, he has a very free time. "Send the specific time and address to my mailbox."

  …

  The time flickered, and soon it was afternoon.

   Everyone is busy with their own business.

   Doctor Yoshimura, who stayed up all night to see a doctor, finally sorted out the reports on gin, packaged them and sent them to "that adult".

After sending the report, he scratched his chicken coop-like hair, and wore a pair of dark circles that became thicker and darker - neither dared to perfunctory boss, nor offended the terrible looking silver-haired man in black last night, Yoshimura The doctor had to devote his whole life to what he had learned to euphemistically describe the condition of Gin in a very optimistic manner without obviously lying.

"it is finally over."

He stretched hard, and after a while, he frowned irritably again, "No, it should be said that the real battle has just begun - although the cadre from last night looked gloomy, he was actually a good talker and a good person. . He just made me stay up all night to work overtime, and even offered to take me home. But the one tomorrow night... "

  Doctor Yoshimura remembered all the rumors about Uzo that he had heard before. He just hated that those people didn't make the rumors clearer, so he couldn't formulate more effective preventive measures.

   But in any case, the matter has come to this point, he can only rest well, replenish his energy, and try his best to welcome the arrival of Uzo in a better state.

   (end of this chapter)