Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 565 New Murderous Spirit

  Though for now, Uzo has yet to reveal his insidious purpose.

But after pondering calmly, Vodka decided to hand over the dessert first--if he didn't deliver it while Uzzo was looking at the snack pack, he would talk about other things later, and he suddenly interjected and asked Uzzo, "Have a piece of it?" Dim sum? Let's get down to business after eating"...that's too suspicious.

   In short, the opportunity is fleeting. Rarely, Wu Zuo took the initiative to look at Dim Sum, this must be God's will...

  Vodka stretched out the hand holding the dessert, looked at Jiang Xia, and there was a trace of apprehension in the calm gaze.

   Under his breathless gaze, Jiang Xia looked down at the snack box in his hand and the delicate desserts in the box, as if observing.

   After a while, the young member who was not very taboo stretched out his hand, picked the most neat and beautiful piece, and picked it up.

   "..." Vodka watched this scene silently, her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses lit up indistinctly.

   However, before he could show a "planned" smile, his jaw suddenly numb.

  ——Jiang Xia suddenly opened his mouth with lightning speed, and stuffed the added cookie into his mouth.

   "According to the rules, the chef will try it first."

  Jiang Xia smiled at him, but there was no smile in his eyes, full of gloomy plans: "However, from your reaction, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary biscuit?"

  “…￥%*&!*”

  The black-tech anesthetic took effect quickly, the vodka was dizzy, and the brain turned hard——

  ...I wanted to trick Uzo into eating the dessert with the added ingredients, but Uzo found out.

   And he is about to lose consciousness, in a state of being slaughtered...

  ...Is it about to upgrade from a background board to a corpse prop, and become a part of the serial murder case in this mansion? ? For Uzo, it should not be difficult to temporarily replace a marginal actor.

  Thinking of this, Vodka raised the muzzle in horror, and made a final struggle for survival.

   However, when he was making snacks, he deliberately chose the fastest-acting anesthetic. Jiang Xia didn't even reach out to intercept his gun. He was already weak, and he threw the gun on the long-haired carpet in the room.

   Before the vision darkened, a series of unwilling thoughts flashed through Vodka's mind.

  If he was given a chance to start over...he would never take leave again.

  ...At least he won't go out and run around alone when Uzo's whereabouts are unknown.

  … regret, in short, very regret.

   Brother Gin must avenge him!

   Vodka clutched the innocent long-haired rug with tears in her eyes and closed her eyes.

  …

   Jiang Xia stood beside him, watching the whole process of vodka falling to the ground.

  After the black-clothed big man twitched a lot and stopped moving, Jiang Xia cautiously squatted down and poked him, and by the way, rubbed off the biscuit residue on his hands on the vodka's clothes.

   Then found that the vodka was alive and breathing evenly. Doesn't look like poison.

   That packet of biscuits should be mixed with anesthesia or sleeping pills.

   Jiang Xia was not surprised by this result.

  ——When vodka handed him a snack, there was no murderous aura on his body. Moreover, after Jiang Xia picked up the cookies, he sniffed them carefully and found that these cookies did not have the characteristic smell of poison.

   So, before forcibly feeding vodka, he felt that it should not be poison.

  ... Of course, even if it is really poison, the dessert is made of vodka and delivered by vodka, and I just politely asked the owner of the biscuit to taste it first. How can a polite thing be called a murder?

  …

  After observing the vodka with peace of mind, Jiang Xia quickly lost interest in him and turned to look aside.

  ——At this time, a group of ghosts rarely picked him up.

   Instead, he formed a small circle beside him, focused on what was in the middle, and made sounds of surprise and surprise from time to time.

  “…”

   Jiang Xia was puzzled for a moment, then leaned over, picked up the two ghosts and threw them on his shoulders, ruthlessly snatching their onlookers.

   Then he lowered his head and looked carefully, and saw a wisp of murderous aura in the middle of a group of ghosts.

  ——Before the vodka fell to the ground, he might have felt the threat to his life through brain supplementation, and finally gave birth to a little self-help idea of ​​"the dead can't kill people, so it's better to kill Uzo first so that you can live by yourself!".

Although this instinct quickly dissipated with her consciousness, Miss Spider's eyes and claws were fast. As early as the moment she noticed the signs, she pressed the bamboo hat, and eight spider legs popped out from behind, supporting Jiang Xia's shoulders. One hop. When he ejected the vodka, he slammed his claws, and finally managed to cut off a little sample before the murderous aura retracted.

   Thanks to her quick and precise response, the unsolved mystery about the murderousness of vodka was finally solved today.

  ——The murderous aura surrounded by the curiosity of the ghosts, with a hint of coolness in the sweetness... It was actually the smell of vanilla ice cream.

   Jiang Xia: "..."

  ... Is this really the murderous aura of a member of a dark organization that is nearly two meters tall, with a whole body of tendon and flesh, and who at first glance looks like he can tear up live bears with his hands?

   He smelled the smell of vanilla ice cream in a complicated mood, and suddenly there was a sense of disobedience like a fluffy pink tulle princess dress after pushing the tattered and pus-filled zombie king.

  ...weird.

   Might as well get rid of the smell of pipes, he remembered Matsuda Jinhei talking about it for a long time.

   However, Jiang Xia turned his head to observe and found that except Matsuda Jinping staring at the murderous sigh, the other ghosts were very welcome to this new taste.

   Especially Xiaobai and a few female ghosts.

  Ms. Spider who successfully harvested the murderous aura, stood beside the murderous aura with her sleeves up, hiding her merit and fame.

   In a group of murmurs of admiration, she held up her hand to straighten the hat above her head, then turned her head to look at Jiang Xia, her eyes were silently urging.

   - Ghosts can't directly eat murderous aura, it's hard to digest. When feeding, it should be mixed with ghost mint and ignited.

   So the group of ghosts stared at the murderous intent for a while, then quickly reacted, and began to turn their heads one after another, staring at Jiang Xia expectantly.

   Jiang Xia inexplicably thought of the client's wives, the group of cats who urged him to open the jar every day.

   He sniffed the faint sweet taste in the air, and his heart moved. But he quickly calmed down and didn't actually light a cigarette.

  ...let's wait until this trip is over, or at least leave the vodka house, and then light it up and taste it.

   Forget it now.

  ——If Amuro finds out that he has had contact with vodka later, then Jiang Xia will have to push the pot of "unreasonable contact" to vodka.

   In this case, Jiang Xia, as a weak peripheral member who was taken away by the terrible organization cadres, should not be in the mood to light a cigarette.

   (end of this chapter)