Conan’s Corpse Picker

   On the other side, in the temporarily vacated guest room.

  Jiang Xia looked out the window and felt the flickering murderous aura on the new little brother from afar. After guessing the decision made by the other party based on the murderous state, he turned around happily and looked into the room.

   Masumi Takamori finished killing the "funeral silver coin" that he hated, panted heavily, put down the gun, and did not do anything to others.

   "I'm sorry, I don't want to kill anyone." She clenched her fists tightly:

   "Just seeing the funeral silver coins...or President Inozuka's appearance just now, I suddenly remembered a pair of little birds I raised in my class in elementary school.

"The pair of little birds are usually very cute, but for some reason they broke their own eggs that day. At that time, my mother ran away from home, and my father was also drunk. I somehow related the broken eggs to my own experience. They were connected together—the innocent look of abandoning the child so easily, as if it was just a piece of garbage, made me unable to restrain my hatred at all.

   "Shooting Mr. Inozuka... I felt exactly the same as that time.

"He gave me a job and a good life now. I have always regarded him as a benefactor who changed my life. After I became famous, other companies and even talent scouts offered me countless olive branches. I didn't pay attention to it, and just concentrated on being a young model in this half-sized company... I thought I was serious about repaying my gratitude, but in his eyes, I was still just something that could be thrown away at any time."

Although Miwako Sato could hear her sadness and anger, she couldn't understand some things: "Wait, you want to say that President Inozuka is the 'funeral silver coin' who serially murdered three or four people? But you today…"

  You killed someone with a gun in public today, and you even appeared in the secret room where Sayoko Kiriyama died. No matter how you look at it, the funeral silver coin is your own.

  Officer Sato originally wanted to say so.

  But a certain police intuition, as well as the frankness in Masumi Takamori's words, made her feel that something was wrong.

  So after a while, Miwako Sato quietly turned her head to look to the side, and asked Jiang Xia for help with her eyes: translate! You must be able to understand what she is saying, right!

   Fortunately, the detective received her distress call.

Jiang Xia came back to his senses: "Gao Sen may want to say that although she did kill those people, it was not out of her own will, but there was a person hiding behind the scenes who called himself 'funeral silver coins' Threatening her to do so. Those 'shrouds' should also be prepared for funeral silver coins. After all, Gao Sen doesn't have much design experience, and she can't make that kind of wedding dress by herself.

"In order to avoid legal punishment, the threat person will definitely try to hide his true identity in front of Gao Sen. But for some reason, during the process of being threatened, Gao Sen suddenly discovered that the 'funeral silver coin' was her respected President Inozuka, So she felt that she was being used, betrayed and abandoned, and in anger, she took action against President Inozuka in public."

  Takamori Masumi came back to his senses, followed Jiang Xia's steady voice, and realized that he had missed such an important thing.

She nodded quickly: "I... I was caught by the 'funeral silver coin'. Forget it, let me just talk about it now—three days ago, my ex-boyfriend came to blackmail me and I killed him." Send Hidden silver coins' took pictures of my body dumping scene, and he used that to threaten me to kill."

   Miwako Sato: "..." Wait, wait! Why is there still a case of dumping a corpse, and the number of cases is getting more and more solved!

Masumi Takamori didn't see the faint breakdown under the calm face of the female policewoman. She found that Jiang Xia seemed to believe that she was not the mastermind, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, she continued: "President Inozuka has been using the same perfume for several years. I recognized him through the men's perfume on his body! In addition... I really didn't kill Ms. Wushan, I was fainted by the 'funeral silver coin' as soon as I arrived in that room last night."

   "Well, okay, I see." Sato Miwako wrote it down in the notebook.

  But after sending Takamori Masumi to the nearby police station, she looked at her notes again: "Miss Wushan didn't kill her... Is this child really not lying?"

  Jiang Xia looked at his watch: "How to say?"

Miwako Sato flipped through the information collected by his subordinates just now: "The door of the room just now was locked, and the window was broken. It was impossible to open the distance for people to pass through. In other words, it was a secret room—the key to the room There are two, one of which is in the hands of the deceased, Sayoko Kiriyama, and the other is kept at the front desk 24 hours a day.

"Don't look at the doors here as if they are very old, but in fact, the people who can live here are rich people, so the security is very good, and the door keys are all electronic keys with chips that cannot be reproduced. Except for Masumi Takamori who was in the room at the time, no one else could get in at all."

   "Not necessarily, the more it looks like a secret room, the easier it is to be tampered with." Jiang Xia looked at her, "I have something to do, I'll be back in a while. Before that, you remember to send someone to the hospital."

   Miwako Sato looked puzzled: "Hospital?"

  Jiang Xia nodded: "Let's say President Inozuka was successfully rescued and is under observation in the hospital."

  …

  After leaving the finishing touches and other jobs to the good police. Jiang Xia is going to go to the appointment according to the email he received before.

   And the other side.

  In another hidden guest room, two people whose relationship had eased for a while, now began a wordless confrontation.

  Kisawa and Ma's eyes twitched slightly: "Let you go out and contact the detectives 'alone'? Do you remember that I am a watchman?"

  Hashimoto Maya felt that this person was too rigid: "When you were lying in the hospital a few days ago, didn't I have less contact with others alone?"

  Kisawa and Ma: "..." It's quite reasonable... And when this happened, the superior didn't hold the account accountable, just exposed the matter so lightly. In the past few days, he has been confused by the case and Jiro Inozuka, and he only discovered this detail when he looked back.

   Hashimoto Maya saw that he was silent, and glanced at him hesitantly: "If you really want to go... then let's go together."

   "..." Kurosawa and Ma, "Wait a minute, I'll tell the higher-ups."

   If you want to say what you have learned from Hashimoto Maya these days, it is undoubtedly that you have reported in advance. When the sky fell, the boss held on.

   In addition, it happened that Inozuka Jiro should also report to the mysterious superior.

   Kurosawa and Ma skillfully typed up the mail and sent it.

   Sure enough, it was not an illusion. This time, the superior’s reply was still very fast—Heisawa and Ma also had some cooperation with this superior before, but there was no time when his reply was so high.

   Kurosawa and Ma clicked on the email replied by their superiors: "..." A little bit happy.

  ... But it also feels a little bit bad. (end of this chapter)