Conan’s Corpse Picker

When   Conan heard this, he suddenly remembered the dry battery he and Hattori Heiji had just picked up near the castle tower, and said "Ah!" in a guilty conscience: They forgot to tell the police about it.

   Originally, he wanted to make amends, but after hesitating for a moment, he was worried that if he said so, Hattori Heiji would be kicked again immediately: after all, Hattori Heiji was still sitting on the ground, and his father was right next to him, and this position was very pleasing no matter how he looked at it.

  "..." So Conan was silent for a while, and decided to wait for the father and son to get a little further apart before quietly stuffing the battery into the talkative Otaki Police Department.

   Hattori Hizang didn't think so much. He didn't seem to even listen to the words of the Otaki police department, but after the other party finished speaking, he glanced at him, and responded with an inexplicable answer.

Then he stood up and waved his hand unquestionably: "Since it's suicide, it's enough to leave two or three people here. What's the matter with a group of people around here? The police are not idle enough to waste so many people on The point of investigating such a small case - Yuanshan, let's go."

   Two high-ranking police officers stood up from the corpse and left one after the other.

   Hearing his words, among the onlookers next to him, someone sneered and cursed in his heart: Stupid policeman.

  …

   Hattori Heizang took a large number of his subordinates away.

   There are really only two or three policemen left here to deal with the aftermath.

   Hattori Heiji didn't seem to have regained his senses, sitting on the ground, his eyes lowered and he thought silently.

   Jiang Xia observed for a moment, then walked over and poked him: "Are you alright."

  "..." Hattori Heiji regained his senses, turned around silently for half a circle, turned his back to him, and didn't really want to see this "other people's detective".

  Otaki Police Department has not left yet.

He pulled up Hattori Heiji, patted the muddy water on his body, and comforted: "This minister is not targeting you. It's just that there have been two deaths in a row so close to the police headquarters, and all of them are so high-profile. He must be in a bad mood, as if he was deliberately mocking the police. And..."

   hesitated for a moment, he thought of something, lowered his voice:

"And this matter is not as simple as it seems, it may involve some dangerous people. This minister must also be worried about your safety - I remember 13 years ago, after the charred body was found in the moat, A series of robberies and murders followed.

   "Minister Yuanshan and the others seem to think that these serial robbery and murder cases are related to the charred corpse.

"And now, after 13 years, the charred corpse has reappeared. This minister must have thought that the gang that robbed and murdered would also haunt again—that case was very brutal. There were five cases in a row, and a total of seven people died. Each one is more tragic. Until now, the murderer has not been brought to justice."

   Jiang Xia also came over at some point to listen. Hearing this, he nodded slightly, and a stubborn light flashed in his eyes: "It's too cruel, this kind of person must be brought to justice. I will definitely catch him."

The Otaki Police Department was a little moved, but immediately dissuaded: "If you can commit five crimes in a short period of time, kill seven people, and do the aftermath without leaving a trace, it is likely to be an organized small armed group. It's too dangerous for an unarmed high school student."

  Suzuki Sonoko had some understanding after hearing this. She looked at Hattori Heiji: "It seems that your father is also concerned about you."

   Hattori Heiji heard this, his ears moved slightly, and he snorted.

  Although he still looked very unconvinced, he was back on his feet again when he saw him. Detective Osaka clenched his fists: "Then I really have to thank him. It's a pity that the more you don't let me do it, the more I want to do it. I must find out the real culprit in front of him!"

   said, he returned to the corpse with great energy.

Before    stretched out his hand to lift the cloth, his face was aching.

   Hattori Heiji couldn't help but pause for a moment, and looked back reflexively.

   He realized that Hattori Hizang had really gone far, and he would not hit him with a carbine and punch him again, so he looked back casually and pulled away the cloth on the corpse.

   When I was looking at the body just now, I was beaten by my father as soon as I lifted the cloth, but as a detective, I can't do anything without a lightning-quick eye—at that time, Hattori Heiji quickly caught a glimpse of something unusual.

   And now, without Hattori Hizang, he can look at the body leisurely, and his idea has been confirmed.

  ——There are several strange marks on the clothes on the chest of the deceased.

  Jiang Xia took a closer look: "This is like the trace left by the river water after the blood was on the clothes."

  "..." The Otaki Police Department did not expect that after walking two steps slower, they would fall into the detective's time to solve the mystery again.

   But now that he is the policeman in charge of these two cases, he can’t pretend he didn’t hear it.

He could only try to turn his head and try to keep up with Jiang Xia's rhythm: "So when the deceased jumped into the river and was hit by the pier on the back of his head, the blood splattered on his clothes?" He thought about the scene at that time and couldn't help but be stunned : In what position do people fall down so that the blood from the back can be splattered to the front before falling into the river?

The more Jiang Xia looked at him, the more he felt that he looked like the police department. He couldn't help but feel a little more kind and patiently said: "It wasn't that she hit the pier after falling, but when she was beaten to death, the blood on her head splattered on the prisoner. Discovering this, he picked up the deceased horizontally, perhaps trying to throw her into the river, and in the process, the bloodstains got on the deceased again."

   "You also think she died before jumping into the river?" Hattori Heiji looked at Jiang Xia, "So the 'person' you saw on the bridge at that time was really a corpse, right?"

"...A corpse?" Yuan Shan and Ye, Ma Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other and suddenly became uncertain. They remembered a corpse standing faintly on the bridge in the night. When they came, they immediately set themselves on fire. , The act of throwing himself into the river made him shudder in shock.

  Jiang Xia was still firm and shook his head: "No, that person's movements are indeed something that only a living person can do, although at the time... it seemed a bit performative."

   "A living person?" Hattori Heiji still didn't quite believe it, "Did you read it wrong, listen to the work... Conan said that you are a little short-sighted. At night, your eyesight must be bad."

   A few ghosts clawed at Jiang Xia, looked up at him with a little doubt, and then looked at Jiang Xia: Why didn't they know that the psychic master was short-sighted? Every time they want to do something secretly, no matter how far they are, they can always be seen by Jiang Xia.

   Jiang Xia also paused, remembering the excuse he used to play stupid before.

   He didn't intend to talk about this topic, but he still insisted on his judgment euphemistically: "I'm used to looking at you these days. My night vision is actually pretty good."