Conan’s Corpse Picker

  In the corner of the banquet hall, a group of policemen in civilian clothes walked back and forth.

   Jiang Xia glanced around the hall, and soon saw Miwako Sato who was standing near the stage, speaking to the walkie-talkie in a low voice. Officer Sato noticed his sight, looked over, and nodded towards Jiang Xia.

  ——Understanding the reason for the death of President Shirogi, she also knows what to do now.

  …

   On the stage in front of the banquet hall, a beam of lights was quickly cast.

   "Today is the commemorative reception for Ms. Okano Rika winning the World Art Award, thank you for taking the time!" The host tried to keep his voice relaxed.

  According to the pre-planned process, at this time, there should have been an introduction about "President Shiragi" and related speeches.

   However, just now, the host got a notification——President Shiragi suddenly disappeared. Of course, these processes had to be cancelled, otherwise the body bag would never be lifted up.

   After the host announced the opening, he went straight to the topic with a bit of embarrassment:

   "Then next, please enjoy Mr. Okano's flower arrangement!"

  …

  Rika Okano stepped onto the stage, looked down at the celebrities from all over the stage, bowed to the audience in high spirits, and the assistant stood respectfully behind her.

  After a brief speech, Okano Rika set up the vase, inserted a few dry branches, and moved to the side of the stage in an elegant dance, ready to come out with those flower buds to complete the shape behind.

   However, when we reach the place and reach for the flowers.

   She suddenly found a person standing beside her flower basket.

  ——Jiang Xia held a palm-sized jet bottle in his hand, and was looking down at the basket of flowers on the ground.

   When Okano Rika looked at him suspiciously, Jiang Xia suddenly bent her fingers slightly and held the switch of the spray bottle.

  chi——

  A white mist poured out in a cone shape, covering the flower basket. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the buds that bloomed at the right time suddenly shrank back in the cold.

   "...What are you doing?!" Okano Rika was angry - her performance is extremely demanding on temperature and time. Those flowers would bloom at a good time, but Jiang Xia suddenly refrozen the flowers... Then didn't she have to wait for the flowers to bloom and dance awkwardly on the stage for a long time, so that the flower arrangement and the flowers would meet when they were in full bloom? !

  … This is a shameless act of destroying art!

   She angrily wanted to rush over to stop it.

   But before he had time to do it, there was a similar sound of "chi--" and "chi--" all around.

  “?!”

Rika Okano turned her head in disbelief, and saw not only the basket of flowers in front of her, but other lilies and roses... all surrounded by the police, they carefully sprayed the air-conditioning, and then slammed open the bag, The flowers are tightly wrapped.

   "...What are you doing?? What are you doing?! Ozaki! Stop them!"

  Okano Rika was furious like never before. These **** police officers dared to forcibly terminate her dinner party without her consent? !

   Assistant Ozaki Tsui stood behind her, watching all this in silence and complicated thoughts, without moving.

   "Miss Okano, Miss Ozaki."

   A hand was placed on each of their shoulders. Sato Miwako glanced at her colleague in the forensics department next to her. The other party held a set of reagents and nodded solemnly at her, telling her that the closed flower buds were indeed poisonous.

   Sato Mikako continued to say to the two people: "You are suspected of poisoning in public and killing Daisuke Shiragi. Please come here to cooperate with the investigation."

   "..." Okano Rika was stunned.

   She stared at Officer Sato, and after a while, looked at Sui Ozaki again.

   She knew in her heart that she had not poisoned, let alone murdered. So the murderer is...

  …

A few minutes later.

   "Motivation?"

  Ozaki Tsui laughed and pinned her drooping hair behind her ears. Her expression was still so gentle and humble, but the words she said did not have anything to do with "gentleness": "—of course, because of Shiroki and this woman, they all deserve to die."

   "What, what did you say?!" Okano Rika couldn't believe that this little assistant dared to say such a thing. But remembering that Ozaki Cui had just strangled Shiroki and almost succeeded in killing her, she didn't dare to go over.

  Ozaki Tsui looked up at the reporters who were crowding around the police to eavesdrop, and suddenly said:

   "This flower arrangement technique was created by my sister.

   "Okano Rika was her sister's student at that time - my sister taught her everything without reservation, but after she learned it, she took the initiative to hook up with Daisuke Shiragi.

   "Okano Rika knew that with my sister around, she would never be able to stand out, so she had an affair with Daisuke Shiragi, and asked Daisuke Shiratori to make her the first person in the 'avant-garde flower arrangement', suppressing my sister everywhere.

   "My sister finally got out of the betrayal by the students, but her new skills and performances were nowhere to be shown. Those involved were all afraid of Daisuke Shiragi's power and rejected her. In the end she...she..."

  The flashes of the reporters came together, illuminating Sui Ozaki's angry face, and Rika Okano, who was slumped to the ground.

  …

Beside   , Amuro Toru glanced at the number of those flowers and sighed:

   "Fortunately, it was stopped in time, otherwise it would not only be a few people on the stage, but other guests in the hall..."

   Halfway through, he felt that this didn't quite sound like what "Bourbon" should have said, and he added nonchalantly: "With us, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble. Even if you don't die, you will inevitably have to make several trips to the hospital."

After   , Amuro Toru remembered something and looked down at his phone.

   There are a few more messages on the phone, but after a look at the past, they are all daily emails, and there is no letter from "Uzo" that he is particularly concerned about.

   Amuro Toru: "..." It stands to reason that he stopped this "bloody fireworks", Uzo should have some reaction. But now...

   Could it be because Uzo's eyeliner is cooking upstairs and doesn't know the changes here?

  ...If only that was the case.

But in Amuro's heart, he always had an ominous premonition—although tonight's "Murdering Flowers" was dangerous, the investigation went so smoothly, it was as if the murderers were deliberately pushed out to test their abilities. ... "Appetizers" are so dangerous, what scale of "fireworks" does Wu Zuo plan to put on later?

  Amuro thought about it, and suddenly felt a real chill, as if something incomparably cold was caressing his back—perhaps it was Uzo’s secretly observing eyes.

  Amuro couldn't help frowning, turned his head back quickly, and looked behind him with sharp eyes.

   There were no suspicious people who were watching secretly.

   only saw a curious Jiang Xia playing with a refrigerant spray bottle.

  ——The sprayed white mist fell gracefully from the air, brushing across Amurotou's back, bringing a coolness that was hard to ignore.

   Looking at each other, Jiang Xia looked at An Shitou's complicated expression, and stopped in doubt: "What's wrong?"