Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 773 The Disappeared Toru Amuro

   Koda Masao frowned and thought about it, thinking that what Jiang Xia said made some sense.

   But at the same time, he was very suspicious: "What if Mian Guanyi doesn't let me in, and, in case the snake is caught in the grass..."

   "Since you firmly believe that the body was buried in his yard, you should have negotiated with him already."

Seeing the client nodded, Jiang Xia continued: "So, if you want to say 'fighting the grass to scare the snake', you have already done it. And this is actually just an attempt - in case he really lets go in order to prove that he has no ghosts in his heart. Let's go in, isn't it nice?

"Even if it fails, there will still be the next Saturday, the next Saturday... Although it's not good to say that, but after the body was buried for a month, many valuable clues have actually been wiped out with time. , in terms of results, there may not be much difference.”

   Koda Masao pressed his forehead in thought and hesitated for a while.

   finally nodded: "Just do it like this."

  …

   Judging from the past rules, it was more than an hour before Mian Guanyi went to the hospital for a routine checkup.

   Koda Masao urged Jiangxia to set off as soon as possible.

   - There are indeed many more Saturdays to come, but Masao Koda doesn't want to waste this one.

   Therefore, he planned to visit Mian Guanyi's family first, as Jiang Xia said, and try to sneak in by relying on the other party's habit of saving face. If it doesn't work this time... Koda Masao actually has other plans.

   So in order to avoid wasting time, he wanted to try what Jiang Xia said about "visiting" before Mian Guanyi went out. If it fails, there is still time to follow your own plan.

   Jiang Xia did not intend to delay.

   He stood up and was thinking of inviting Boss Amuro to go with him as if nothing had happened. He had better pick up a case on the way there and pick up another one when he came back.

   However, when he turned around, his back was empty.

  ——Amuro Toru left a reminder just now, and then disappeared.

  “…?”

   Jiang Xia was startled for a moment, and looked at the ghosts floating nearby.

   Since Amuro Toru was not in a murderous and delicious state just now, he was almost transparent in the eyes of ghosts.

   Only Matsuda Jinhei paid a little attention out of the affection of an old classmate. But soon, it couldn't help but look at Koda Masao, who was a little murderous.

   At this time, seeing Jiang Xiawang coming over, Matsuda Jinping tried his best to recall, and hesitantly pointed to the door.

  ——It remembered that just now, Amuro Toru walked in that direction very lightly. At that time, it thought that the old classmate had something to do outside, but he never came back after he left. Looking at this posture, 80% slipped.

   Jiang Xia: "..."

  Tsk.

  …

   On the other side, in the park.

  Conan originally wanted to go to the bookstore to pick up the "Detective Left Text" series.

   However, as soon as he went out, he was surrounded and dragged away by a team of young detectives who came over and dragged him to play baseball.

  The children originally wanted to go to Haibara Ai, but remembered a certain handsome humanoid living next to Haibara Ai, so they didn't dare to go there.

  Fortunately, communication has gradually developed now, and the bear children gratefully took out their mobile phones and sent an email to Haibara Ai, asking her to come out.

  Haihara Ai stayed in front of the computer all day long and replied quickly.

  In the end, the five people met at the station smoothly.

   However, to play baseball, you need a lot of open space, which is not easy to find.

   The five people rushed over, and finally took aim at a remote park, and started to fight happily.

  …

   However, after a few hits, something happened.

  ——The strong Kojima Motota swung his bat, and the ball flew high with a sound of "bang——" and landed on the other side of the bushes in the distance.

  The corner of Conan's eyes jumped as the outfielder, and he could only run over to pick up the ball resignedly.

  …

  Wait around the bushes, Conan looked at the place where the baseball fell, and was stunned.

   - There is a bench there, and on the bench sits a man with light-colored hair.

  The man wears a pair of academic metal-rimmed glasses, with an unfolded laptop on his lap, as if he was going to work overtime.

   However, at this time, he stopped typing on the keyboard and was hissing, rubbing his head as if he was in pain, and straightening his glasses, which seemed to have been knocked out of place by something. Next to him, a familiar baseball fell.

  “…”

  Conan looked at the scene, everything seemed very obvious - it should be that just now, the baseball that was hit by Yuanta fell here and hit the person in front of him who was working overtime with a notebook.

  ...Although it's a bit of a coincidence, the **** shot by those unlucky kids do often hit all kinds of unlucky passers-by. It's not the first time Conan has encountered such a thing.

   You should not escape when you encounter an error.

  Conan trotted forward skillfully and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect someone here... We didn't do it on purpose."

   The "unlucky passerby" on the bench glanced sideways at him, shook his head helplessly, picked up the ball that hit him, and handed it over: "The park is not a place to play baseball."

  Conan reached out and took it.

   At this moment, the other children also heard the movement and came over.

   Discovered that they were in trouble again, the three of them couldn't help but shrank, and then apologized: "I'm sorry."

   "It's nothing." Subaru Okiya looked at them and suddenly sighed, showing an expression of nostalgic time, "It's better to be a child, there's nothing to worry about, when you grow up..."

  Conan heard this sentence and glanced at his screen subconsciously.

   Then squinted by a series of formulas and modeling, and felt a rush of work pressure.

   A few other people didn't feel the same way—Ai Haibara wasn't so curious, so she didn't look at Subaru Okiya's computer.

   The other three kids couldn't read those.

  Just, hearing Okiya Subaru's words, they subconsciously retorted:

"We also have a lot of troubles! For example, we ran around for a long time today to find a place to play baseball..." The three looked at Subaru Okiya enviously, "I heard that when you were young, uncles, there were a lot of open spaces, and any neighborhood would have a lot of open space. There are pitches for baseball. But when we get to us, buildings are built on every piece of land..."

This trouble is half-truth, secretly mixed with a little selfishness-they want to describe their hard-to-find behavior in a little bit more miserable, hoping that this way, the good-tempered uncle in front of him will turn a blind eye Shut one eye, ignore them playing baseball in public, and let them keep playing.

   Okiya Subaru smiled when he heard them say that there were "a lot of open spaces" before:

"It is indeed more than now, but it is not as exaggerated as you think. At least since I was a child, Tokyo has been very prosperous. Except for the suburbs, it is difficult to find so many vacant venues. However, if you really want to play baseball that much …”

   He seemed to suddenly remember something: "I know a place where I can play baseball, should I go and see it?"

   (end of this chapter)