Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Saburo Inozuka stopped in front of the bushes, and was about to push it away, and then took a gun with a silencer to shoot the person hiding inside.

  Unexpectedly, at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

   Saburo Inozuka: "...?"

   Could it be the little brother looking for him?

  The sentry found that the police had rushed to search?

  If this is the case, then even with a silencer, you can't shoot rashly-in case you are unlucky, the police happen to be nearby.

  Thinking of this, Inozuka Saburo glanced at the blind spot in front of him, and made a quick decision in his mind: "..." Naoko Torimaru, a thin woman, has been locked by him, and she must not be able to escape.

   Compared with her, the phone seems to be more important now.

  Thinking of this, Inozuka Saburo no longer hesitated, staring at the bushes while answering the phone.

  A strange voice that changed the voice came from the phone: "Have you found those two people?"

   "Two people?" Inozuka Saburo was stunned for a moment, with a lot of question marks in his mind, "Speaking of which, before this... who are you?"

   Curacao using a voice changer: "…"

  ...If this person is thrown to Uzuo, Uzuo might even despise him.

  She sighed silently, but her voice still maintained the majesty it should have, and she sneered: "I am the one who can let a sniper beat your dull head right through."

   "Are you threatening me?!" Inozuka Saburo was vigilant at first, and then slowly remembered the conversation he had with his superior before, "Huh? Wait, you...you can't be that superior!"

   "..." Curacao pressed his forehead, his head hurt a little.

  She got straight to the point: "Bring back those two women from your seven o'clock direction—to be alive and complete."

  "Seven o'clock direction?" Inozuka Saburo was a little puzzled, let alone why the one person he was chasing turned into two... What happened to the seven o'clock direction? Wasn't Torimaru Naoko still talking in front of him just now?

   Having said that, he didn't have the guts to refute his superiors. He was puzzled but could only respond first: "Okay."

  The next moment, the other person hung up the phone, as if he didn't want to say a word to him.

  Saburo Inozuka was relieved to have no pressure to talk to his superiors directly. He put away his mobile phone, pushed aside the bushes and glanced in disbelief.

   Then froze.

   There was no one inside, but an old-fashioned slider phone was placed upside down. The case of the mobile phone is slightly dirty, probably picked up randomly at the scene of the car accident just now.

  —And the passage just now seems to be just a recording in the mobile phone.

   Saburo Inozuka was startled, turned his head quickly, and saw two women walking quietly behind him, one of them was holding a stick in his hand, his fingers were tightly clenched, and he seemed to want to give him a stick from behind.

   "?!" Inozuka Saburo broke out in a cold sweat for a moment, feeling a dull pain in the back of his head, he raised his gun and turned around, with a trace of panic in his eyes, "What are you going to do!"

  Naoko Torimaru threw away her stick and raised her hands meekly: "The companion on your phone seems to have found us..."

  While speaking, she glanced around quietly, but she didn't notice anyone else at all.

  She had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her heart, and looked at Inozuka Saburo again: "How about it, have you decided what to do with us?"

  …

   Another city in the distance.

  Curaçao hung up the phone, exhaled silently, trying to get rid of the stupidity coming through the phone.

   Then she looked at her phone.

  After the call ended, the phone exited the call interface and returned to the page she was browsing before.

   Before making this call, Curacao was checking his mailbox.

  At this time, there was a message lying quietly in it, a message from a troublesome person that Curacao didn't want to see at all.

  [My two canaries seem to have flown to you.

   Remember to receive it for me when you see it. I heard that you just lost two subordinates recently. Although this has nothing to do with me, as a friendly colleague, I don't mind you taking them first to fill the vacancies.

  By the way, let’s solve their identity problem. You have so many subordinates, you must be very skilled in handling such things.

  PS: Now they should be at the seven o'clock direction of your subordinate. I suggest you contact him immediately, otherwise you will lose three subordinates. ]

   Curacao stared at the email silently, frowning slightly: "..." He even knew everyone's location and information about such extreme details... Could it be that Uzo had already sent someone to watch them?

  This guy obviously doesn't have many subordinates, but the news is quite good.

  However, with Wu Zuo's ability to manipulate people's hearts, it is easy to anonymously develop some people who are willing to provide him with information.

  Curaçao felt uncomfortable when he thought that there might be an inner ghost among his subordinates.

   Fortunately, she didn't have much contact with those people, and she wouldn't let peripheral members of that level get in touch with too critical tasks. Otherwise, just this fact would be enough to keep her awake at night.

   "It's really hard to defend against. In the face of this kind of enemy, the safest way is probably to solve it from the root cause - not to attract his attention at all."

   Curacao sighed silently, and slowly leaned back on the sofa again: "Fortunately, although Inozuka Saburo is a bit of a waste, those two women are still doing well... But wait, if I take them over now, won't Uzo's attention fall on me again? Tsk, why did I agree to such a thing just now!"

   Curacao regretted it briefly.

  But after thinking about it, as long as Hashimoto Maya is still under her surveillance for a day, it is impossible for Uzo's attention to skip her. There is not much difference in the result with or without those two women.

   "When will Rum give the man to him?" Curacao subconsciously bit his fingertips, wondering how many times he thought about this question, "The people above compete, and the people below suffer... Forget it, anyway, there is no good solution at present. Don't want those bad things, do something that makes you happy."

  Curaçao inserted his ten fingers into his soft silver hair, brushed it back vigorously, and shook the restless things out of his mind.

  Then she put aside the Uzo that was jumping wildly in her mind, picked up the remote control, and restarted the paused picture: "I heard that this ghost movie is very good, and there are surprise little eggs hidden in it..."

   Before the words fell, the movie started, and the "easter egg" appeared in front of the only audience present.

  —This so-called easter egg is a detective.

  In the play is an ordinary detective, and outside the play is a famous high school detective who came to help lead the lead actor Yoko Kinoshita in a cameo role.

  The first shot of the movie is shot from the perspective of the evidence being observed by the detective.

  Before Curacao could react, a face worthy of the gimmick of "Easter Egg" spread out in front of her arrogantly, filling her entire screen with a shock.

   Curacao: “…”

   She flicked her slender fingertips, and the unopened can of Coke in her hand burst open with a snap.