Conan’s Corpse Picker

Gin glanced at Vodka with a strange look: "Then you killed that person?"

"?" Vodka was shocked, "How could I do that!"

The person who scolded Wu Zuo should be punished. How could he kill him? This sounds like an extreme fan of Uzo's, and it's a disgrace.

When Gin heard what he said, his eyes became a little normal: "Why are the police searching for you?"

Vodka was shocked again: "The police are searching for me?!"

He thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "Just now in the bathroom, when the guy in the next cubicle cursed 'Jiang Xia', I couldn't help but echoed it. It must be because of this that Wu Zuo asked the police to search for me!"

He glanced at Gin's expression and added in a low voice with a strong desire for survival: "I changed my voice, and I didn't meet that person the whole time."

Gin sneered: "But he still knows how you dress."

Vodka: "..." Maybe Uzo told him secretly! Cunning Uzo!

Gin thought of today's task, put the vodka aside to dry, and first sent a message to Jiang Xia: It doesn't matter what he wants to do to the idiot next to him, but the premise is that it doesn't delay his own business.

But I just clicked on the mailbox, and before I could finish editing the email, the person who went to inquire about the information sent another one.

According to the man, through his careful formulating, and especially through the enthusiastic answers of a certain detective, he discovered that the matter seemed to be a complete misunderstanding.

——The police have found the windbreaker and top hat worn by the suspect, and based on the time when the buzzer alarm sounded, they have identified three suspects, all of whom are women. There is no vodka among them, and certainly no gin.

As for why some people think Vodka is the murderer and describe his appearance to the police... because the person who provided this information is a young man who has never seen the case very much. He takes it for granted and can't bear to see suspicious persons. Live to associate with homicide.

Vodka, who was forced to also see this email: "..." Nonsense! He doesn't look suspicious at all, let alone a suspicious person!

That Tatsuma Seimaru suspected him of killing someone purely because that guy was misled by Usa!

Vodka was meant to make a loud statement.

However, when he met Gin Jiu's cool gaze, he was deflated as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He could only whisper: "Brother, I was wrong."

Gin stared at him coldly, and suddenly said: "A new batch of equipment has arrived in the centralized training room, and it has not been debugged yet - you can adjust it in two days, and remember to go into battle in person."

Vodka was stunned for a moment, and when he heard what it was, the hairs all over his body stood up: "..." If something goes wrong with that kind of equipment, people will die!

Gin glanced at him, as if she knew what he was thinking: "You dare to talk to people you don't know about important cadres outside. I think if you don't learn lessons, you are not far away from death. If you really don't want to go It’s okay——”

The hand holding the gun in his windbreaker moved, pointed the gun at the vodka, and sneered: "You can take a shortcut."

Vodka: "I'll mix it! I want to go! I like that kind of ghost place the most!!"

Gin snorted, then put down the gun and continued what he was doing.

It wasn't until he turned around that Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.

What followed was grief and anger.

"Tsumi Seimaru actually reported me? How could he report me! Just a moment ago, we were clearly scolding Uzo in the same breath." Vodka cursed in his heart, "What a cruel bastard. How can he be so willing to find a friend with whom he can talk? Disaster."

In his grief and anger, the murderous intention of the ice cream floated up.

Miss Spider, who was sitting on his shoulder, was startled, then her eyes lit up. She spread out eight spider legs behind her and flew over to pluck them.

Although the police search for windbreakers and top hats has stopped, some people at the amusement park are unaware of it. In order to avoid attracting attention, Gin did not return to his previous outfit for the time being.

He and Vodka passed by the Mythical Paradise.

After the two passed by, in the distance. A first-grade student who had just finished school rubbed his eyes vigorously, with disbelief written all over his face.

Conan: "..." You saw it wrong, was that gin just now?

He wiped the lenses of his glasses vigorously and went to take a closer look, but the two people just now had disappeared into the crowd and were out of sight.

Conan tried hard to recall the silhouette he had just glimpsed, but all that remained in his mind were two tall men in black and the red and green baseball caps characteristic of the mascots on their heads.

"...I must have seen it wrong." Conan murmured, "It's okay for Gin to go to the amusement park, how could he be showing off with something like that. Haha, I must have been too eager to get clues to the black organization. , dazzled."

…

No matter what the members of the organization and the elementary school students who had just finished school were doing, the case still had to be solved.

Under the expectant gaze of a group of police officers, Jiang Xia, who had received a windbreaker and top hat, finally said, "I probably know who the murderer is."

Mumu Police Department’s eyes lit up: “Speak quickly.”

Jiang Xia's opening remarks were quite modest: "First of all, I would like to thank Boss Amuro for the discovery and the new employee who helped us take pictures - Mr. Hashimoto. It was precisely because they happened to take pictures of the man in the windbreaker and top hat that the case was solved so smoothly. .”

The reporters who arrived after hearing the sound were startled and immediately focused their cameras on the two people being thanked.

Before being photographed, Toru Amuro picked up the frog hood on the side and silently put it on his head to cover his face: Although Jiang Xia had good intentions in giving credit to others, he really didn't need it.

Next to him, Maya Hashimoto looked at the mascot frog: "..."

... He had secretly laughed at this outfit in his heart just now, but he didn't expect that his mocking mood would immediately turn into jealousy.

——He doesn’t want to take pictures either! !

But in detail, ever since Mr. Ireland faced Uzo, ever since the plane from the UK to Hokkaido landed... he has been stuck in the vortex of being photographed, and he has never been able to climb out.

Curacao looked at Maya Hashimoto's blank expression, feeling a mixture of gloating and sadness in his heart. She quietly stepped back a few steps, staying away from the camera: Fortunately, with those two people there, Uzo was having a good time and couldn't care about her for the time being.

Fortunately, she resolutely avoided all contact with Jiang Xia, otherwise she might be the one who was pulled under the camera now because she helped take pictures.

After thanking his colleagues and harvesting a batch of murderous auras of various tastes and moods, Jiang Xia happily got to the point.

"The deceased was not attacked and died when the buzzer alarm sounded, but earlier - the person who killed her was the person who covered his body with a windbreaker and a hat. Push the time of the photo taking a step or two forward Minutes should be the correct time of death."