Conan’s Corpse Picker

   "Whether it's a murderer or not, we won't know until we investigate." Gin tapped silently with his fingers on the armrest, his eyes wandering back and forth on the faces of the two.

   In normal times, these two naysayers might have had a few more bullet holes.

  Unfortunately now...

  Gin thought unhappily, he didn't have too many bullets, it's better not to waste it on these few chickens who can be screwed to death with one hand. And it's best not to kill people now, so as not to accidentally bury important information that can escape this game with the death of the suspect.

   His eyes swept across the several guests in front of him, each with their own thoughts, and suddenly sneered:

   "By the way, just to remind you. Jiang Xia is not in the hands of the police now—you have all seen the latest news. He has already run away. Among the police who searched for him, two people disappeared for no reason, and they have not been found yet."

  "..." Everyone looked at each other, thinking of "Jiang Xia" who looked like a good student, and a coldness crept into their hearts: The police couldn't help Jiang Xia to escape for no reason, let alone two missing at a time. In other words, maybe the two of them... were killed by Jiang Xia in some way?

  …

   "In your words, Jiang Xia is now a free 'murderer' who can act at any time - he used to be Ju Wuliu, now he is a policeman, and maybe one of you in the future."

  Gin used a gloomy tone like telling a horror story, standing in the eyes of the guests, and said casually:

"Young people are very easy to act with anger, just like Jiang Xia will impulsively knock Ju Wuliu's head when he is angry. If he is blessed, he will definitely feel moved." ... Of course, this is just the "Jiang Xia" in the eyes of the guests. ". And if it was Wuzuo, this young demon would probably only let those who helped him experience what it means to be sinister, such as the Bourbon who accepted Jiang Xia as a "junior detective". Heh, Anonymous really should have brought him in to discuss together...

  Gin has been busy for a long time, and has long practiced the ability to do two things with one mind.

   While slandering his colleagues, he continued to persuade without delay:

"You can help Jiang Xia to find some clues that 'may be used to clear the suspicion'. If you meet him one day in the future, this move may be a gold medal for avoiding death - this is not for you to lie, just tell the truth and collect objective evidence.

   "Of course, what I said is only based on the basis that 'Jiang Xia is really a murderer'.

   "And if he's not, helping an innocent famous detective to clear his grievances is also a good talk.

"When Jiang Xia writes an autobiography of a case based on this twisting experience, or he becomes a real famous detective after graduation in a few years, then the priority of publishing his works will naturally be in the hands of the person who helped him. ——I heard that the kid is very good at writing some readable things, maybe he is a writer seedling who will not be weaker than Orange Five Willows in the future."

  People: "..."

   Being said by Qinjiu, it is like "helping Jiangxia", it is a business that can make no loss...

   Several people glanced at each other, and their hearts were vaguely shaken:

   People who always felt that "Jiang Xia is not a murderer" would have helped.

   For those with a strong sense of justice, it seems that there is nothing wrong with helping to find objective evidence. If it can save an innocent high school student, it will be very good; if Jiang Xia is really the murderer, then they can add some clues to the police.

   Afraid of death, I thought it would be good to get a life-saving charm, so as not to follow the footsteps of the two missing policemen.

But the professional-minded person thought about it and found that if Jiang Xia is really not the murderer, then regardless of Jiang Xia's achievements in the future, the case in front of him will also involve "the murder of orange five willows", "the disappearance of the police", "High School Detective", "Framed" and so on. If it is written as a documentary and published, it will definitely be a performance, and the price/performance ratio may be higher than going to the Orange Five Willow Villa to dig a river to find a floppy disk.

  Gin swept their expressions and understood: "Then it's settled. If you have any clues, let me know. Of course, because the communication is not very convenient, if Jiang Xia finds your door directly, you can also tell him directly."

   As he was talking, the landline in his home suddenly rang.

  Gin glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone.

   In this era, mobile phones are still a rare device.

Jiang Xia called from a coin-operated phone booth: "I suddenly remembered, among the guests you gathered, are there any people with the surname 'Omura'? - The anagram left by Ju Wuliu, 'Rikawa 辺奇々なるzaoを' is written in Roman accents and then reversed, just enough to spell 'Go to ask Omura'."

   "Omura?" Gin looked at the people behind him, and fell silent for a while.

  To be honest, he really didn't remember who this group of ants was...

   Fortunately, these people in the living room are either extroverted, or they often deal with others because of work reasons, and they are very good at winking.

   They followed and thought: "Omura? It means the president of Feiyue Publishing House - he returned to Tokyo after recording the transcript, and I heard that he is busy with a new work."

  Gin recited that sentence as it was, listened to the phone, and then turned around and asked the person who spoke up just now: "Do you know Omura's address or phone number?"

The guest nodded and quickly provided the information he knew: since he has decided to help collect evidence, there is nothing to worry about now, and President Omura usually deals with people from all walks of life. Others want to know his family information, just It's a matter of time, it's better to sell personal favors.

  …

   Qin Jiu told Jiang Xia about Omura, hung up the phone, and looked at the group of rabble in his eyes behind him.

   "It's very late today, so let's do this for now. If you have any other news, let me know as soon as possible." He was quite satisfied with the ability of this group of people to understand current affairs, "In addition..."

   Gin suddenly stood up and walked in front of Tomomi Nonaka.

   Tomomi Nonaka's former angel failed to give a beauty plan. Later, she followed her peers to dig a river for a long time. She was so tired now that she wanted to go home and rest. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, a terrible shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

   Tomomi Nonaka was stunned, stood up and looked up at the tall man in front of him, looking a little nervous: "What, what's wrong?"

  Gin put his hand into her pocket with a sullen face, retracted his hand before she could react, and held a small recorder the size of a palm.

  The recorder was running, Gin glanced down, pressed the button to open the lid, and took out the tape inside.

   Tomomi Nonaka's face changed slightly.

   immediately smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot to turn it off before, I didn't record it on purpose..."

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