Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1841 1840【Applying eye drops...Failed】Ask for a monthly pass (づど)

  Like gin, in the email attachment Vodka received, there was also a "strange man with whom he had a relationship". The man was tall and well-trained, and looked well-trained.

   However, it is useless to be burly, the corpse in the photo is floating miserably in the bathtub, and the blood from the head stains the entire tank of water red. No matter how you look at it, it seems to have died.

  There is also Uzo's postscript below:

  [When I was looking for information, I suddenly saw a commemorative photo stored in my phone, so I sent it to you. Originally, I wanted to find a chance to take a photo with Mr. Taro Inozuka, but unfortunately he died too early.

  [Apart from the forensic anatomy, this should be the last photo of him left in the world—you guys really look alike, you must not follow in his footsteps. ]

  Vodka across the screen, felt that he was punched in the face with strong malice.

He couldn't help reporting: "Brother! He actually said that I had a relationship with a dead person, and he sent me this kind of photo. This... This is contempt and provocation to the organization. He is cursing me. Maybe this is actually a murder notice !"

  Gin was annoyed by his noise: "Shut up, are you an elementary school student with a cockroach stuffed in his schoolbag?"

   Sending this kind of photo to ordinary people is indeed a threat, but Vodka was surprised. This guy obviously handled corpses a lot: "It seems that you have been too leisurely at work recently."

   "..."

  Vodka thumped in his heart, tasted this sentence, and suddenly worried that Gin would find him some aftermath work, and then he was framed by the well-prepared Uzo while disposing of the corpse, exposed on the spot, and caught in the police chase...

no!

  Vodka shook his head violently, shaking the bad future out of his mind, dared not speak out in anger, so he had to silently keep accounts for Uzo in his heart.

  The car finally became quiet, and the crooked car drove back on the right track.

  Gin glanced at Vodka, recalled his reaction just now, and gradually confirmed one thing.

  What did Belmode say before, the purpose of Uzo setting up those stages is to let the souls who died tragically come back to seek revenge on him, so as to prove that there are ghosts in the world?

  Gin: "..." Oh, this guy really doesn't understand Uzo. Isn't Uzo's purpose obvious? Most of the time, that guy just wants to observe the extreme reactions of the people in **** dramas, spy on human nature, and find happiness in this way.

  ... For example, when dealing with Kurosawa Kazuma and Inozuka Taro, the methods used in these two cases were obviously rougher than the other two. Most likely, Uzuo added it on the spot after learning the name of the person watching the island and finding it interesting.

  As for talking about ghosts in the middle of the night...

  Bermod has lived abroad for a long time, and he lacks understanding of the young people in Tokyo: Shouting to catch ghosts, maybe there is some ghost boss in the newly released game, Uzo thinks about it day and night. After all, in Gin's impression, Wu Zuo often went to the game hall with those younger brothers to fool around. Gaming is probably one of his hobbies as well.

  As for the research on ghosts and ghosts, there are more explanations: pure curiosity, wanting to expand knowledge, wanting to design murder techniques about ghosts and psychics... any of them makes more sense than "wanting to see ghosts".

  Gin: "..." I don't know why Belmode had a flash of inspiration and came to such an outrageous conclusion.

   This person has been slack for too long, and his intuition has become inaccurate.

   Originally, Gin had no intention of replying to Belmore's letter.

  But he hesitated for a moment at this moment, but still typed a message at random:

  [You are too tired, rest for a while before making a judgment.

  [In the future, when you look back at today's conclusion, you will only realize that you are stupid. ]

  …

the next day.

  Tokyo's bustling commercial street.

Jiang Xia yawned. While shopping with his classmates to buy costumes and props, he ate three **** of fresh ice cream one by one. At the same time, he glanced around, wanting to see if there were any detectives around. The place.

  Buying an island or land is not something that can be done in a day or two. Although Jiang Xia has two puppet secretaries and a spherical electronic secretary, he handles things neatly. But he has connected to the Internet, but the other party is more accustomed to using traditional paper materials, and the efficiency is really not fast. For the mysterious and attractive new ghost, he had to be patient and wait a few more days.

   "How is this place?"

  Suzuki Sonoko's voice came from beside him.

  Jiang Xia turned her head, and saw that she was holding a brochure, looking at a shop selling decorations, as if she wanted to buy some decorations from the shop to change costumes.

  Mao Lilan also came over to help with reference.

   At this moment, there was a sudden clanging sound from the escalator next to them.

  Jiang Xia raised her head and saw a tall young woman tripping over the suitcase beside her, and then stumbling down the elevator with the suitcase.

"careful!"

  Mao Lilan reacted quickly, rushed over before she and the box fell to the ground, and helped him.

  The young woman stood still in a panic, still in shock: "Thank you, thank you."

  Conan also instinctively ran two steps over there, wanting to help. But when she saw that she was standing still, she stopped again, and turned to look suspiciously.

  During the chaos just now, the young woman's shoulder bag fell off and her things were scattered all over the place.

   While Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were helping her pick up things, Conan walked up to Jiang Xia and tugged him.

   Then after Jiang Xia squatted down proficiently, she asked in a low voice: "Is this someone you know?"

  Jiang Xia looked at the woman: "I have no impression, what's wrong?"

Conan rubbed his chin: "She was distracted on the escalator just now, and when she was about to reach the ground, she suddenly saw you below, and turned her head in a panic to go against the road. But the suitcase she was carrying was too big, and she tripped her instead, so She just fell off..."

   As Conan was talking, his voice suddenly stopped.

   After a while, he scratched his head in a daze: "Why do I think she looks familiar?"

   Soon, it turned out that the detective's observation and memory were not wrong.

  Because Mao Lilan also thought of something.

  She looked at the tall young woman, and suddenly found that this person exuding some mature temperament seemed to be her elementary school classmate: "You are... Masumi?"

"Hey, is that so?" Suzuki Sonoko was shocked, stared at the woman, and quickly confirmed, "It's really you. I heard that you have become a model, and you have become the chief model of a company. I’ve seen you on the catwalk—the tomboy back then turned out to be a great beauty, hahaha, remember to sign us later!”

  Suzuki Sonoko's enthusiasm quickly infected Mao Lilan, but it seemed that it failed to infect Takamori Masumi.

  She tried her best to show the surprise smile of the long-lost reunion, but the corners of her eyes were slightly stiff. If you look closely, you can see that she doesn't want to catch up with her old classmates at all, and just wants to leave quickly.

   Inadvertently catching a glimpse of Jiang Xia from the corner of the eye, Takamori Masumi smiled, and suddenly became stiffer.

  (end of this chapter)