Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 586 The Law of Sunglasses Plus to the Leader [Drum Horn Player]

   Kidd was a little surprised when he saw Toru Amuro who took the initiative to get out of the car.

   Could the scumbag boss also be interested in this detective gathering party?

still is……

   Kidd remembered Amuro Toru's seemingly natural but abnormal conversation behavior when he was on the road before, and secretly glanced at the natural curly youth beside him.

   The young man in black seemed to be quite sensitive to sight, and quickly put away his gaze from observing the Twilight Annex, and turned his head to look at him.

   "Jiang Xia" and Jiang Xia looked at each other for a moment.

   Kidd tried to observe something from Jiang Xia's eyes. However, in the dimly lit night, through the pair of light-colored sunglasses, he could not see the other person's eyes at all.

   Speaking of which, Kidd suddenly thought, why does Kurosawa wear sunglasses at night?

  ...Judging from the previous situation, this person's eyesight should be fine, not like a blind person who needs to use sunglasses to cover the abnormal eye shape...In that case, maybe it's interest?

  Tsk, the people I met today are all weird.

  …

   A group of four walked towards the gate of the Dusk Annex with luggage.

   When passing by a car next to him, several people subconsciously turned their heads and looked over.

  The famous detectives in this world earn a lot of money, and all the luxury cars parked here are quite eye-catching: Ferrari, Mercedes, Porsche...

   "There's even Alfa Romeo." Kidd took a few more glances at this rare sports car, and praised reservedly, "The shape is really good."

   "Of course." A voice came from the boasted sports car.

  ——There was someone in the car.

   Soon, a tall detective with a tough chin and a Western cowboy look got out of the car.

  The cowboy detective slammed the car door, held a cigarette, and raised his chin proudly: "It took me five years to get this pungent woman."

   said, reaching out his hand with love in his eyes and touching his car.

   Jiang Xia: "..."

   He moved away silently.

   Fake Jiang Xia looked at Liangliang's hood with envy, and wanted to reach out and touch it.

However, it is normal for high school students to be interested in sports cars, but if they are too interested, they are too deviated from the character design... Kidd remembered Jiang Xia's usual bland appearance, and in the end he could only glance at the car in general, and there was nothing. Do.

   Qianjian's mother-in-law is not very interested in cars.

   She seemed to be familiar with the cowboy detective. She looked up at him and greeted him, "It's Motegi. I heard that you were attacked by the Mafia in Chicago last week. Are you okay?"

   Motegi Haruka took a breath and shrugged his shoulders casually: "I don't remember what happened so long ago."

"..." Jiang Xia glanced at the tall, tough guy detective, and the smoke lingering around him, and suddenly found that saying this kind of line with the cloudy sky and the smoke was unexpectedly compelling... It's a pity that his Matsuda vest has arrived for tobacco and alcohol. Not a taboo age, but the symbol of ghost mint is too strong to smoke casually...

   Jiang Xia could only regretfully touch the pocket of the ghost mint and did nothing.

   Behind him, Toru Amuro glanced at "Kurozawa"'s hand. Anyway, he was idle, and he began to collect information about "Kurozawa" at will: as if he was about to take out a cigarette, but stopped halfway? why?

  ...By the way, from the attitude of Qianjian's mother-in-law, Matsuda, ahem, Kurosawa, is very much like the younger generation of Qianjian's mother-in-law. It is not uncommon for juniors to maintain the image of not drinking alcohol and tobacco in front of their elders.

  He was doing nothing in his spare time, and was analyzing it indiscriminately.

   At this moment, the conversation between the adults next to him immediately became reality again.

After mother-in-law Qianjian asked about Motegi's injury, she quickly changed to another topic she was more interested in: "I remember that in three days, you will be forty years old - you should be getting ready to marry and have children, right? ."

  "..." With these too down-to-earth words, the mysterious smoke surrounding the cowboy detective suddenly turned into a down-to-earth, sad smoke.

   He stiffened for a moment, before deflecting the conversation skillfully: "We'll talk about it later, what we need most now is a sumptuous dinner party -- all the way here, people will be hungry."

   turned his head and strode towards the door of the Dusk Annex.

   Jiang Xia looked at the two and quickly followed.

  …

   knocked on the door and waited for a while, but no one came to open it.

  Jiang Xia pushed it smoothly, and saw that the door was unlocked. As he pushed, it creaked to both sides.

   The wide door opened, revealing the plain and old hall behind.

  The hall is spacious and has stairs leading upstairs, but the overall tone is dull and the lighting is difficult to take into account every corner. Coupled with the cloudy sky and thunder and lightning outside, the appropriate word "haunted house" appeared in everyone's mind unconsciously.

   However, although the atmosphere is similar, there is no ghost probe.

  ——In the hall, there are only two very normal-looking humans.

   One of them seems to be the maid in this annex. She is wearing a black lining and a white apron. She is thin and ordinary in appearance, with thin pockmarks on her face, and she speaks softly.

   Opposite the maid stood a fat man who was almost three times her size.

  The man was wearing a light-colored suit and a bow tie. At this moment, he was patting the handrail of the stairs, and said angrily, "The chef is not coming? I came all the way for the dinner on the invitation!"

"...Sorry, the master said that the chef was suffering from a sudden illness and couldn't come here, so let me prepare dinner for you first." The maid didn't expect things to turn out like this, she bowed again and again, "The ingredients are ready, I'll go to prepare the meal immediately, It's just that the taste might be…”

   "Forget it, I don't need you! I'll do it myself."

   The fat food detective snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and strode toward the kitchen: "Only food and murder cases in the world are worthy of my thinking. Rather than letting a layman take over the kitchen, I might as well do it myself."

   He quickly disappeared into the small door on the side of the stairs.

The   maid bit her thumb, looked at his back worriedly, and sighed.

   After two seconds, she regained her senses and planned to go to the door to meet other guests.

   turned around, only to find that the guests had come in by themselves.

  The maid was stunned, hurried up to meet you, and bowed: "Welcome, the master has been waiting for you for a long time."

   Opposite her, Jiang Xia wiped the light-colored sunglasses that had been soaked in the rain, and put them on again.

   Seeing that the maid's gaze fell on him first, he asked casually, "With so many detectives gathered, does the master here have any big things to do?"

"This..." The maid actually didn't know what the owner of the Twilight Pavilion wanted to do, so she could only pick what she knew and say, "Actually, in addition to a few, there are two detectives who have just arrived - a young lady and a High school detectives. They've gone to put their luggage, and they'll come down immediately." The euphemism hinted that when everyone arrived, the smart detectives could guess for themselves what was going on. don't ask her anymore...

   (end of this chapter)