Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 1177 1177 [Vodka's Magical Sunglasses]

  Belmode didn't have a fixed subordinate to persecute, so he didn't think much about it.

   She looked at the curly-haired man on the surveillance screen, feeling a little familiar, and frowned slightly: "This is..."

  Gin sighed silently: "The substitute and subordinate Wu Zuo found, I heard that there is a Burmese named 'Xitu'." He did not mention the name of "Black Zezuo" that Wu Zuo took without authorization.

  The matter has come to this point, and there is no point in concealing Jiang Xia's identity any more - judging from what Anonymous said before, they probably already knew that Jiang Xia was related to the organization.

   Even if you didn't know it before, now, seeing this fake "Uzuo" who has been active in the society, he has such a respectful attitude towards an ordinary high school student... As long as the anonymous name is not stupid, you will definitely find Jiang Xia's problem.

  …

   In the real world.

  The center of the topic of several bottles of real wine seemed to be unaware of their worries at this time, and was still staring intently at the pair of glasses.

   It seemed that he was worried that the glasses were really installed with some deadly mechanism. After Jiang Xia handed the glasses to the curly younger brother, he moved back with the quilt in his arms to avoid the blood that might splatter in advance.

  "..." The fake "Wuzo" sensed the hidden dislike of the real Wuzuo, paused for a moment, quickly grabbed his glasses, and took a few steps back consciously. After that, he took off his sunglasses and put on something that contained unknown danger.

   Once he took off his sunglasses, a pair of fairly young eyes were revealed below.

   Fake Wuzuo's big boss breath dissipated a lot, and people suddenly realized that this seemed to be a young man in his early twenties.

  Vodka gloated: "..." Tsk tsk tsk fell into the hands of Uzo at such a young age, what a pity...

  Bermode was slightly startled.

   She looked at Xitu's face that was briefly exposed, and suddenly had an association. She turned to look at the vodka who was also wearing sunglasses 24 hours a day.

  Almost at the same time, the mysterious young man behind the desk, like Belmode, turned his gaze towards the vodka, thoughtfully.

  The vodka was eating melons happily, but was suddenly stared at by two sets of eyes.

   He froze for a moment, instinctively raised his hand and held down his sunglasses: "...I, I just do this to cover up my appearance and prevent others from noticing my real appearance, which is different from those who show off their aura."

Belmod gave a perfunctory "uh" and glanced at him: Although he was indeed a little curious, considering the full face of vodka, even if he took off his sunglasses, I'm afraid he would look the same... She quickly lost interest. Look away.

   Vodka Heart-Reading Gin for many years, very good at observing words.

   Now suddenly aware of a hint of disgust in Belmod's eyes, he silently touched his face: "..." Why, why was it a little sad even though he escaped?

  …

   In the real world.

   Fake Uzo put on his glasses and waited quietly for a while.

On the    lens, the illusory image is still projected, but there is no further change.

  Jiang Xia stared at the lens with his chin up and asked some questions from time to time: "Can you see the person inside clearly from your point of view?"

   Fake Wuzuo shook his head, raised his hand and gestured on his face: the faces of the people in black in the image were all blocked by mosaics.

   In the space of consciousness, Belmod looked at it for a while, then hesitated for a moment: "Is this person a mute?"

  ... But how could she remember the last time, when she was in contact with the fake Uzo during Sindora's mission, this guy seemed to have said some brief words?

  Behind the desk, the "anonymous boss" played by Noah blinked from an angle that no one saw, and felt a little proud: because other ghosts can't speak human words!

  …

   Of course, in the eyes of the organization, things have a more scientific explanation.

"It's not completely dumb, and I can speak normally." Jin Jiu snorted coldly, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction with Wu Zuo's wanton squandering of talents, "According to Wu Zuo, this disease is due to the fact that Xitu was in Myanmar before. He was hit in the head by the bone that was blown up by the mine - but actually, I think it's more likely that he was crippled by the Veritaserum that was still in development."

  Belmode: "..."...Uzo dared to keep the victims he persecuted by his side, and so far he has not been revengeful or counterattacked. It seems that what he is good at is far more than manipulating the script secretly, and the control on the surface is even more terrifying... Why is this child always doing this kind of thing that is completely opposite to his gentle appearance?

  ...But I have to admit that Uzo's way of doing things is laborious, but effective.

The moment    let his subordinates take the thunder in his place, Uzo actually won.

  If the glasses directly pull people, Uzo can of course avoid the risk of being brought into the game, and only let the fake Uzo get caught.

   And if the fake Uzzo is wearing glasses, the glasses don't respond; when Uzzo wears it himself, it will have a reminder to pull people... This is undoubtedly the word "suspicious" hanging on the lenses.

  Belmaud glanced at the desk next to him, and glanced at the mysterious young man sitting there, but saw that the other party did not look anxious at all, as if he had already thought of what to do next.

  "..." Belmod retracted his gaze and looked at the surveillance screen as if he didn't care, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

  Although Uzo must have noticed the problem with the glasses.

   But the more so, the more interested he will probably be.

  —Like the previous assassinations, he knew that some of the "stages" were very dangerous, but Uzo still couldn't wait to enter the venue for his so-called "dramatic experiences".

   This genius obviously cares more about the "interestingness" of things than his personal "safety". if so…

  …

   In the real world.

  Anonymous also seemed to know that they had been caught, and did not continue to do extra things - the pair of glasses, which were placed on the bridge of the fake "Uzo"'s nose, except that the same picture was played in a loop in the lenses, there was no other reaction.

   Fake Uzo was silent for a while, as if remembering what Uzo had just said, he raised his hand and pressed his glasses around. However, no mechanism was found, nor was a possible death trap triggered.

   "Okay." Jiang Xia watched him press twice, and then stopped. He stretched out his hand to get his glasses back, then waved his hand to chase away, "It's hard work, go back and rest."

  "..." Fake Wuzuo put on his sunglasses again, bowed slightly, and then like a loyal shadow, he silently retreated.

   In the bedroom, Jiang Xia took the handkerchief and wiped the frame of the glasses, stared at the glasses for a moment and hesitated, and finally unfolded them and put the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

   "Tsk." In the game space, there was a movement full of killing intent - Gin seemed to be very dissatisfied with Uzo's decision, but there were no surprises on his face. Obviously, like Belmod, he had already guessed this result.

   (end of this chapter)