Conan’s Corpse Picker

 For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Maya Hashimoto's mind.

“No wonder Mr. Uzuo only asked me to go to the appointment yesterday, but didn’t ask me to make any preparations. It turns out that there is no need to prepare at all today.”

Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but start to push back: "If I trusted his decision-making enough, I wouldn't bring a parachute to the appointment. If I didn't bring a parachute, I wouldn't be discovered by the police. If I didn't bring a parachute and wouldn't be discovered, I wouldn't be in trouble. The suspicion of Ireland, if it did not arouse suspicion, would not always face retaliation from Ireland..."

Halfway through the push, Maya Hashimoto became alert: "But if you are too obedient, there may be other problems. Those one-time actors are **** examples... Damn it, what should I do?"

The current boss is like a sharp sword hanging above his head. Maya Hashimoto is so entangled that he even forgot about his former boss for a while.

Ireland noticed his absent-mindedness, so the suspicion in his eyes faded a little.

“It’s unlikely that Hashimoto carried a parachute because of a plane accident, but because Uzo carried an umbrella, it’s very possible. I remember when I came back from England, this idiot wanted to carry a parachute through the security check.”

 Having half thought about it, Ireland became a little hesitant about the definition of "idiot": Strictly speaking, Maya Hashimoto's parachute didn't seem to be wrong when she took a plane last time. Under those circumstances, the successful emergency landing was all thanks to God's blessing. Even he, an atheist, wanted to find a letter from God after taking the plane.

This time, well, it seems that it is not entirely correct. After all, it was used, although the way it was used was different from the normal one.

These two facts made Ireland unable to help but remain silent for a moment. He looked at Maya Hashimoto and looked up and down: "..." Could it be that this man has very good intuition? It seems that I can find a way to survive every time by mistake.

However, there is another, more down-to-earth scientific possibility.

—Let’s not talk about the plane trip. This time, if his confidant colluded with Uzo, then he would naturally know that something would happen to the hot air balloon.

 Ireland: "…" Thinking about it carefully, the possibility of betrayal by a close friend is unlikely, but it is not impossible. Especially in front of that guy.

If he had gone one month earlier, he could have solved this matter neatly - he would have investigated it first. If he couldn't prove Maya Hashimoto's innocence, he would have simply killed this person. He would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

 …But now, there are really not many people available under him.

"Looking at the bright side, if Hashimoto really colludes with Uzo, then he will become the closest intelligence source I have to Uzo. Maybe I can get some information about Uzo from him." Ireland secretly thought I thought, "But this is just a hypothesis. I have to find out his position first. Where should I start investigating..."

 …

 Being trapped in a high-altitude hot air balloon loaded with bombs is obviously not a pleasant experience.

The two parties did not chat about the experience, but each took notes - Ireland slipped away midway. Anyway, the truth has been revealed with the help of enthusiastic detectives, including the two other passengers on the hot air balloon. These were enough for the police to report. So no one cared where he went.

 …Except Maya Hashimoto.

However, Maya Hashimoto was worried for a long time and gradually let go.

“I thought to myself that as long as Mr. Ireland just checks the list, he will immediately find that I have been transferred to Uzo.”

Maya Hashimoto murmured in her heart: "Although no one would be free to check this usually, just like no one would check if the name on the inner page is not their own when opening a textbook... But what if it happens?"

"Anyway, in order to prevent him from being assassinated for no apparent reason, from now on, I'll just pretend that he knows about it." Maya Hashimoto wiped her face heavily and showed a tired smile, "Isn't it just to prevent assassination? Having been in contact with Uzo for so long, no one is more experienced than me!"

This kind of thing happened. By the time I finished writing the notes and came out of the police station, the wedding time had already been missed.

But anyway, the two young men are still young, and Grandma Dahe seems to be quite lively, so no one is too anxious about this matter. Several Tokyoites returned to where they came from, and embarked on the return Shinkansen.

Jiang Xia stretched and watched the ghosts counting the murderous smell of newly harvested smoke while looking at Mrs. Xun and Xun Zhengmaru.

 Compared with the first time they met, his attitude towards the two clients has become very friendly, and he finally has some intention of looking at the money tree.

However, because this attitude gradually emerged over time, no one thought much about it. When they saw it, they just felt that Jiang Xia values ​​​​love and justice and can quickly become friends with people...except for Curacao .

 Curacao: “…” Could it be that the random travel mode of Mrs. Sunda and Sunda Seimaru gave Uzo a sense of challenge in participating in impromptu painting, so the more he played, the happier he became?

Just as he was thinking about it, when he was about to arrive at the station, Jiang Xia said again: "It's a pity that this trip is not fun enough - how about it, have you decided where to go next?"

Mrs. Xun was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then really started to think seriously.

 Curaçao: “…”

She moved her phone and quietly sent a message.

Mrs. Xun’s cell phone buzzed.

She was startled, picked it up, looked at it, and patted her forehead in frustration: "The days of wandering around go by so fast... The Samurai Festival will be here soon. We have to go back to the old house of the Xun family to participate in the festival. Let Seimaru takes over as the head of the family, so we can’t miss the time.”

As she spoke, she glanced back and said with a pleased smile: "Fortunately, Miss Shirai was careful and reminded me in time, otherwise I would have almost forgotten such an important thing."

　　Curaçao: “…” Shut up! It's like repaying kindness with hatred!

She had a decent smile on her face, and a vein quietly stretched on her forehead.

Jiang Xia glanced at her. Then he turned to Mrs. Xun and said regretfully: "Okay. I just feel that I am very close to you two, but since there is business, of course it must be business."

 …

The group went back to the hotel to pack their luggage. Mrs. Xun brought her son to say goodbye to Jiang Xia.

 Then he found that Jiang Xia had also packed his luggage and planned to leave with them.

Mrs. Xun was startled: "What are you...?"

Jiang Xia: "I remember that the threatening letter said that Sunshengmaru would not be allowed to live until the end of the festival. Since your festival is not over yet, of course I should follow him to protect him."

Mrs. Xun smiled sheepishly and said: "To be honest, our old house has been passed down from generation to generation. It used to be a very prosperous place, but now it is completely considered a remote place. Even the signal is often intermittent - you young people must Don’t like that kind of place.”

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