Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 222 You control it

  Jiang Xia sat on the roof not far away, secretly observing the bald uncle. I hope that when this person finds out that the gemstone is fake, he can have the backbone to create a little murderous aura...

   Kidd glanced at the shadow on the roof, and boldly said to Slack's boss: "Speaking of which, that lord has no shortage of gold and silver jewelry, why is he so obsessed with gems?"

   It sounds a bit strange to discuss the boss's thoughts so directly.

   But the bald uncle doesn't seem to have this awareness, and maybe he is a person who is willing to popularize science.

Uncle    looked at the gemstone in his palm and showed a mysterious smile: "Of course what the lord wants is not just a simple gemstone, but the stone of life hidden inside the gemstone - Pandora.

   "There is an old legend, 'Giving the stone of life to the full moon, the gem will shed tears. Those who drink the tears of the gem will live forever'.

   "But we don't know which gem has Pandora in it, so we can only get them piece by piece."

   Jiang Xia listened to this setting from a distance and doubted whether Pandora even existed. If there is, it sounds like some limited-level exquisite ghost food...

   Kidd didn't expect the process to go so smoothly. To be precise, he didn't have any tricks at all. When he asked casually, the other party told him everything.

   Kidd looked at the very talkative bald uncle in front of him, and simply continued to ask: "How should I tell which gem contains Pandora?"

  The bald uncle raised the sapphire in his hand like a kind teacher and said, "Aim it at the moon, and the Pandora inside will glow red under the moonlight...?"

   He looked left and right at the moonlight, but could not see any red light.

   But I saw Kidd's Q version self-portrait engraved in the fake.

   Bald Uncle: "...?!"

   He stared at the gem, his face changed.

   At this moment, a younger brother ran over in panic from the direction of the courtyard gate: "There are police! There are a lot of police around the gate!!"

  The bald uncle just gave birth to a little murderousness, and fell to the ground with a snap.

   There was a secret passage in the courtyard, and a group of men in black quickly withdrew from the secret passage.

   After Kidd broke the excuse, he walked away and separated from those men in black. Now that he already knew the purpose of the people in black, it would be too dangerous to go deeper.

   Kidd dodged under the courtyard wall. He wanted to say hello to Wutiangou, let it run away, and don't be caught by the police and sent for an autopsy...

   However, when he turned his head, the roof was empty, and there was no misty tengu.

   Kidd was stunned for a moment, then glanced around the empty yard, suspecting that he had been unknowingly smothered by the foggy dog... Are people with wings so unreliable?

   However, now is not the time to dwell on this.

   At the same time as the police broke in, Kidd climbed over the courtyard wall and quickly disappeared into the forest. I hope Grandpa Terai hides it well in advance so that he won't be caught by the police...

  …

   After seeing the little murderous aura dropped by the bald uncle, Jiang Xia scattered the puppet with lack of interest, and let Wutiangou's soul pick up the murderous aura, and his consciousness returned to his body.

   As for Kidd... Kidd should be fine, the bald uncle doesn't look very smart, let alone the police.

   Jiang Xia's body was wearing pajamas and opened his eyes on the bed at home.

   Just drove the puppet to fly half a city. Although he got the murderous aura and energy core, it also consumed a lot of energy.

   Fortunately, the energy lost by the psychic can usually be replenished by sleeping.

  Jiangxia is experienced and well prepared. He just opened his eyes, closed them again, and slept on the spot.

   But at this moment, the phone suddenly rang.

   Jiang Xia squinted and pulled the quilt up, covering his ears, not wanting to answer.

   But when he was pulling the quilt, he accidentally bumped into the ghost lying on the quilt.

   Jiang Xia fell into contemplation.

   When it comes to ghosts, I have to think of ghost mint, and when it comes to ghost mint, I have to think of the recently reduced inventory.

   And the people who call him are usually to send murderous or ghosts...

   A second later, Jiang Xia grabbed the phone and entered business mode: "Hello? Hello."

   At this time, he gradually came to his senses—the organization’s cell phone rang just now.

  At sea and on Mermaid Island, the signal was intermittent, and Jiang Xia did not receive any calls at that time.

   After he came back, he checked his phone several times, but there was no news on it. I don't know if no one was looking for him, or if someone called him, and then routinely erased the call records with black technology...

At present, only Jin Jiuhui uses this mobile phone to contact him - Xue Li ran away from the black organization, and Toru Amuro never gave him the task of the organization, and Jiang Xia took the initiative to follow the past few tasks, so Usually, Amuro Toru calls daily numbers.

   While thinking about it, Jiang Xia looked at the number on the phone, and it really was gin.

   To be on the safe side, Jiang Xia briefly explained the previous loss of contact: "I got a travel ticket in a lottery a while ago, so I went out the door, and the sea is relatively biased, and the signal may not be very good."

  ... He remembered that Gin said before that there is no need to report when going out, so it shouldn't be a problem.

   Gin really didn't care about this: "I know."

   At this time, Gin was holding vodka to collect information.

  ——Five dead, plus one missing. Except for the last case, which is still searching for the "missing" murderer, all other cases have been closed. The location of the crime and Uzo's travel itinerary are exactly the same.

  This familiar murder routine, this familiar frequency and density of incidents... Even if all the words "Jiang Xia" in the newspapers were all mosaic, Jin Jiu felt that he could see at a glance whose masterpiece it was.

  Gin held the phone, glanced at the cases, and finally turned the other files aside, and stopped at the words "Hanben Haozang".

   This is the patriarch of the Roben family and the person who speaks for the Roben group.

   Of course, those sights and deeds are a thing of the past. Now, after unfortunately sharing a boat with Uzuo, Huoben Haozang is already a corpse stabbed through with a knife.

  Gin Jiu looked away from the document. He said to Jiang Xia, who was across from the receiver: "When you meet those big people in the future, restrain yourself - not everyone is against us."

   Jiang Xia: "..."

He skillfully caught the shark-hand pot thrown over by the gin, and sighed inwardly—this may be a bit difficult, after all, the **** of death next door to his house advocates equality of all beings, and will not net anyone just because he has a lot of money Open up.

   Even people with high status seem to be more easily targeted by the power of death...

   But these things, of course, can't tell Gin.

   Jiang Xia asked in a hesitant tone: "That Patriarch Huoben is from our side?"

  Gin sneered lowly, without speaking, silence and depression spread through the receiver.

   (end of this chapter)