Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 541 Am I a prophet?

   After half an hour.

   Jiang Xia was filled with strange experiences. After finishing the entrustment negotiation, he opened the bedroom door of Mrs. Hucang a little bewildered.

   Then he caught Sonoko Suzuki who was listening on the bedroom door.

  Suzuki Sonoko waved his arms and fluttered, and stood up straight again with an embarrassing smile: "Well, I, I'll ask you if you drink tea, the rosemary made by Mr. Tiansuo is very delicious!"

  ...Although she tried to listen, the door was made of thick material and there were rubber door seals around it, so Suzuki Sonoko couldn't hear anything. Only vaguely felt Toru Amuro talking inside, and there was no strange movement in the room.

  Tokura Etsuko glanced at her, turned her head uncomfortably, and wrapped her shawl.

  …

  The four went downstairs with their own thoughts.

  Jiang Xia was walking on the steps leading to the first floor, his eyes suddenly moved, and he found that there were more people in the crowd...

   A fresh shikigami.

   Jiang Xia: "..."

...Before, when he heard that this villa was related to vampires, he once thought that if there were vampires in the villa, then his air force puppet would have a replacement outfit, and he could drive a mist tengu in winter and a vampire in summer - mist tengu Those big fluffy wings and thick and simple shapes look strangely hot in summer. And the vampire wings are quite smooth, a very cool look...

   However, it turned out that he thought too much.

  “…”

   Forget it, anyway, the flying unit already has a foggy tengu, and the puppet can't feel the heat, at most, the person who sees him is warmed up psychologically.

   Jiang Xia quickly figured it out and returned to a state of peace of mind.

   He sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, took the new tea sent by Toshiya Tiansuo, and joined the poker queue.

  As long as Maorilan is not around, good cards will basically go to him.

   In general, in Jiangxia's view, playing cards is a good soothing entertainment.

  …

   won until midnight, opposite Jiang Xia, Gun Tian Yumei, who was more determined to win, couldn't sit still at first.

   She pressed a bad card, and at the same time took off a stack of punishment notes on her head, and glanced at her watch as if nothing had happened: "It's 12 o'clock, get ready to go to bed. I have business tomorrow."

  In addition to Suzuki Sonoko, who was not paying attention to the cards, the others also threw the cards into the pile, took off the note, and stood up to echo: "Indeed, going to bed too late is bad for your health."

   Suzuki Ayako gathered the cards and wanted to ask Tiansuo Shunya, where should these cards be placed.

   When he turned around, he found that Tian Suo had been dialing beside the landline. Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have dialed several times.

   Amuro Toru also noticed the situation, he suddenly smelled a trace of abnormality in this action: "What's wrong?"

  Tasso Shunya put down the receiver suspiciously: "At this time, the teacher usually orders a late-night snack. But he hasn't called today, and he didn't answer when I called..."

Editor-in-chief Doi frowned: "It may be that he fell asleep after drinking, and he fell asleep as soon as he drank... Let's go and have a look."

  Humura Shuichi pushed his pince-nez glasses: "Is this okay? If he goes there rashly and disturbs his writing ideas, he will scold people."

   Editor-in-chief Doi shook his head: "I remember that for those collectibles, there was no heating equipment in the study, and that room happened to be at the vent. Today's extreme weather, no matter what might happen, let's go and have a look."

  Tasso Toshiya hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

   Jiang Xia watched a few people enter the corridor.

   Then he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

   He just held his hands and warmed his hands for a while. There was a faint noise in the corridor connecting the study. It seemed that a few people were talking in a low voice, followed by an increasingly loud knock on the door.

   As a working detective on the surface, Jiang Xia got up alertly and walked over to check the situation.

   Amuro Toru, Suzuki Sonoko and Suzuki Ayako also quickly followed.

   Gun Tian Yumei had planned to rest, but at this time she stopped walking upstairs, looked back, and smelled an unusual breath.

   So he walked back and joined the team.

  …

   Soon, everyone crossed the corridor and gathered at the door of the study.

  The thick soundproof door makes a muffled sound when slapped, which is very textured.

   However, after knocking for a long time, no one came to open the door.

   "...Maybe he fell asleep after being drunk."

Hucang Yuezi remembered the structure of the study, and pointed to a door next to it: "Opposite the study door, there is a floor-to-ceiling window that can be opened, and there is a cliff over there, no one can come up, so it is generally not locked... Go around the balcony and call him."

   Jiang Xia nodded and pushed open the side door.

  Tokura Daisuke's study is an octagonal room that protrudes independently and is built on a cliff. With a corridor, it is shaped like an octagonal lollipop with a stick segment connected to the living room.

  The door on the side just leads to the open-air balcony that surrounds the study.

   As soon as the door opened, a cold wind and snow swept in. Looking down, the circular balcony is covered with snow, the snow is flat, and there are no footprints on it.

   However, after walking along the circular balcony to the floor-to-ceiling window opposite the door of the study, a group of people were slightly startled.

  ——The floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open, and a mess of footprints had been stepped on in front of the window. The wind blew into the room, and the scarlet curtains slammed and flipped, giving people a bad feeling of "something happened" for no reason.

   Amuro's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward.

   He ran to the window, looked into the room through the open floor-to-ceiling window, his pupils dilated suddenly - the study was dark, and the only light was the old projector.

The old machine made a slight noise when it was running. It was dragged to the door by someone, and the cone-shaped light emitted from the port was no longer facing the movie screen, but changed its direction, illuminating the one by the wall. A cross used to burn vampires.

The old light spots flickered, and in the eerie light, a man could be seen with his arms outstretched and tied to a blood-stained cross, like a specimen of a vampire waiting to be burned—Tokura Daisuke’s eyes were wide-eyed, and a deep heart was embedded in his heart. A thick wooden peg, judging from the depth of the peg, the person is undoubtedly dead.

  “…”

   Amuro Toru looked at the corpse and fell silent for a while.

  Other people realized from his reaction that something was wrong, hurried over, and looked into the room.

   followed, and screams sounded one after another from the group of people.

   Amuro stepped back a little silently.

   While everyone else was focusing on the terrifying corpse, he silently took out the dice in his pocket, looked at it over and over, and lit it with a flashlight.

  ...No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary dice, and it hasn't been manipulated.

   The road he and Jiang Xia took when they traveled was indeed a random road, and they met random acquaintances.

  ... Could it really be a matter of the event's constitution?

   (end of this chapter)