Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 483 The effect of skills

   Jiang Xia recalled the terrain when he came, and remembered that there was a hut where the park guards were located within ten meters.

   When I passed by there just now, there was no one in the house - the guards had merged into the crowd of melon eaters and became one of them.

   Thinking of this, Jiang Xia moved a few steps in the direction of the hut.

   In the next instant, countless shikigami flew out from under his feet, passed through the crowd, gathered and piled up in the cabinet of the hut, and rose up into a human shape.

   Matsuda Jinhei was not very familiar with this process and was staring at the shikigami suspiciously.

  The mermaid watched for a moment, picked it up, swam to the cabinet of the hut, and threw the new ghost into the clay pile, so that Matsuda Jinpei and the puppet clay merged to form a human figure.

   After feeling that the puppet was formed, Jiang Xia touched Miyano Akemi's head and left the main body next to the police to hang up.

   Then he detached his consciousness and possessed himself into a brand new puppet.

  …

   One second later, in the guard's hut.

  The cabinet door was gently pushed open from the inside.

   A figure jumped out lightly and landed silently. The action is smooth and not sluggish.

   There is no mirror in this room.

   Jiang Xia reluctantly took a picture of the dark TV screen, and found that the puppet really looked like a normal human figure, and there was no big problem. This is what pushed the door out.

   He left the hut, walked to the side of the canal, blended in with the crowd, and stopped at the edge of the junction between the citizens and the police.

  ——The skills of the ghosts are not only of various types, but also of different objects and ways of using them.

   Matsuda Jinping's skill of fine-tuning the explosion time is very similar to the extended form of the mermaid's underwater breathing - it must be used with a puppet in order to accurately control the time point and take effect without any difference.

   In addition, the distance of the fixed-point explosion is also limited, and it must be within the visible range of ten meters... Although there are a lot of shortcomings, compared with the death of the foggy Tengu, the practicality is still acceptable. After all, with the increase of energy cores and shikigami, the speed of agglomeration of puppets and the autonomy of puppets have improved, and this limitation is not too serious.

   Thinking about it, Jiang Xia couldn't help but glance at Wu Tiangu.

   Wutengu sensed the master's gaze, and immediately approached, looked back honestly, and prepared to lead the mission.

   Jiang Xia patted its head casually, pretending that he didn't think anything.

   After slaughtering the ghost, he raised his head and continued to look in the middle of the crowd, his eyes locked on the arsonist who was holding the hostage.

  …

   At this time, the arsonist's heartbeat was extremely violent. He couldn't help trembling slightly compared to the hostage's knife, and cut several **** openings on the hostage's neck.

  —about escape, he suddenly had a bold idea:

   The surrounding area is full of police officers. At first glance, his escape route has been blocked by the police.

   But actually, there is a canal behind him. As long as he absconds along the river before the boat dispatched by the police arrives, there is still a chance to successfully slip away.

   However, when swimming, it is impossible to take hostages. Moreover, it is difficult to move in the water, and the speed of the river is not fast. Once he drops the hostage and jumps into the river, the police can catch it calmly.

  So, if you want to leave, you have to make the scene chaotic.

   Confused to the point where the police completely ignored him...

  Thinking of this, the arsonist gradually had a clear and bold plan in his mind, and a cruel and proud smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth, which was covered by his collar.

  ——Just like throwing a grenade, throw the bomb in your bag at the police and those who watch the fun and don’t think it’s a big deal…

   Do it when you think of it.

  The arsonist's plan quickly refined his mind.

   The bomb in his hand has a time-delay fuze, which has a three-second buffer from pulling open to detonating. This time may seem short, but it can actually do a lot -- especially for those well-trained cops.

   Therefore, you can't throw the fuse immediately after pulling it, otherwise it will only leave a chance for the well-trained police to dispose of the bomb. Calm down, don't be in a hurry, wait a moment and count for two seconds...

   The arsonist took a deep breath, and by taking the bomb out of his bag, he secretly pulled the lead away.

   Sparks flicker, and the delay fuze burns slowly. The arsonist was holding the bomb, and he almost had the illusion that sparks were walking along his skin. His spirit was instantly tense to the extreme, his heart rate soared to the peak, nervous but calm, and he counted silently:

1……

"Snapped."

   "Boom—"

   A crisp snap of fingers suddenly sounded in the crowd.

   Almost at the same time, the flames exploded, a violent heat wave swept through, and everyone was shaken until their vision went blank for a moment.

   A second later, there was a sudden scream from the shore.

   Jiang Xia pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of the puppet's nose and stood silently in the crowd. He looked at the dazzling fire by the river and the blown up debris, and some "common sense" related to psychics flashed in his mind for no reason.

  …

   "For ordinary ants, death is the end. But in the eyes of psychics, death can also be the beginning of everything - whether it's yourself or someone else."

  …

   "After most people die, they can't be turned into useful things. But after all, psychics are very special beings. If you kill someone by yourself... In addition to ghosts and shikigami, you may also kill 'monsters'."

  …

  “… of course because of my luck.

   "...Well, the probability is really not high - um... 1 in 100,000, probably. To put it figuratively, it's like 'randomly shake a number from 1-100000, and it is 64541".

"...It's ridiculous. If anyone can really win it in one go, that person should be the Son of Destiny. Aren't you two popular novels - both the unlucky person and the lucky person can be the protagonists. "

  …

  One in 100,000... Jiang Xia tugged at the legs of his sunglasses thoughtfully.

   He was still young at the time, and he learned what others taught him. He was too easy to deceive. Now think about it, the so-called "1 in 100,000 probability" may only be the data that someone tried once in a while, or even guessed it. The quantity and quality of the samples actually have a great influence on the so-called "probability" that is finally obtained.

There should be no answer to the exact probability of monsters appearing, and no psychic will try to sort them out-that would require countless lives, monsters killed more than once, and escaping the death penalty and pursuit... This kind of thing , it can only be like "experience the atomic bomb explosion at 0 distance" - the answer may exist, but it can never be recorded and circulated.

   Of course, Jiang Xia didn’t want to be such a maddened practitioner—a living person can produce safe murderous aura, and can produce safe ghosts. To Jiang Xia, a group of living people was much cuter than a corpse that had been killed by oneself and could give birth to monsters at any time.

   As for now...

   (end of this chapter)