Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Pu Siqinglan heard her question and shook her head thoughtfully: "It needs further identification to be sure, but it looks very similar."

  The others also heard the movement here, and looked at the back of Hanchuanlong walking away, as if they wanted to see the ring he was wearing across him.

  Suzuki Shiro is generally interested in this matter.

   He took a glass of wine, and suddenly found that Nishino, who was holding the tray, was also in a daze, so he reminded in a low voice: "The pen in your pocket is about to fall."

   "Ah, sorry." Secretary Nishino returned to his senses and inserted the pen in his back pocket deep into his pocket. The trouser pockets he is wearing today are shallow, and the pen has fallen off several times today.

  When the photographer returned to the cabin, he did not look back all the way. But he felt the envious gaze of everyone behind him.

   He weighed the ring in his hand, thought of his plan, smiled sinisterly, pushed the door into the corridor, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of others.

   Pu Siqinglan took back his gaze.

   She tapped her fingertips on her legs unconsciously, and the action plan in her heart quickly took shape: I really didn't expect that besides the "egg of memory", there would be other gains from this trip.

   And it's just right, this can find a reason for Jiang Xia's subsequent disappearance-perhaps "fleeing in fear of crime" is very suitable.

  …

  The beauty at dusk did not last long, and the sky soon became dark.

   A group of people went to the restaurant for dinner, then returned to their rooms one after another, planning to rest.

   Jiang Xia had no intention of sleeping at all. He was walking on the boat and passed by Pu Siqinglan's room inadvertently, just as the door opened from inside.

As soon as the door opened, the two looked at each other for a moment, and Pu Siqinglan was stunned: she was thinking about how to turn Jiang Xia into a place where no one was around, but she didn't expect this guy to come to the door by himself.

   Thinking so, she took a step back, opened the door, and sighed at the same time: "I just want to find you."

   She raised her head pitifully, looking at Jiang Xia with a look of deep distress, and said softly, "Are you free to hear my story?"

   Jiang Xia looked at her and felt that this trap was a bit obvious.

   But on second thought, a mysterious woman, coupled with a mysterious story, this combination is used to catch high school detectives, and it will be accurate. People who are extremely curious like Kudo-san can't resist the temptation.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Since this is the case, it must be reasonable for him to be a high school detective and to fall for her—Pu Siqinglan probably thinks so, that's why he is so straightforward to fish him in.

   So Jiang Xia did not refuse any more and walked into the room generously.

Beside   , Pu Siqinglan held his breath as he watched him walk, remembering the potassium cyanide he had prepared, and couldn't help sneering in his heart:

   is really easy to come by.

  …

  Pu Siqinglan obviously did not expect that the dignified Suzuki chaebol would have a monitor in the guest room of his yacht.

   So the scene in her room will also appear on Vodka's computer screen when necessary.

   in front of the computer screen at the other end.

   Vodka drinking Coke while watching Jiang Xia and Pu Siqinglan having a meaningless chat.

   After looking at it for a while, maybe after looking at Uzo just now, I was shocked that I poured a little more coffee. Vodka couldn't help but turn her head and glance in the direction of the bathroom.

  Vodka: "..." It's rare that Uzo started to contact Shi Kao Bing alone, maybe he was about to start acting. Why do I want to go to the toilet at this time...

   But after a closer look, apart from Uzzo and Shi Kaobing in the room, there is no one else around, so the opening conditions for Uzzo's small theaters are not available.

   In other words, Uzo won't do it for a short time - and if he doesn't do his own thing now, it will be too late when the actors are assembled.

  Thinking like this, Vodka trotted to the bathroom like an audience waiting for the movie to start, planning to take care of all the chores, and then began to concentrate on recording the content of the "movie".

  …

After a few minutes.

  After washing the vodka and drying my hands, I grabbed some snacks and went back to the screen.

   Seeing the picture above, he was suddenly startled.

  …What about people?

  —Before he left, in Pu Siqinglan's room, the two of them still seemed to be chatting happily.

But now, I have only left for a short while. Looking back, there is no one in Pu Siqinglan's house. There are only two cups standing alone on the coffee table. One of them, the tea inside has been drank. half.

  Vodka: "…" This scene, shouldn't it be…

   He took a peek at the gin on the other side of the safe house who was making up his sleep, sweating down, and slowly pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

   Then he burst out with his fastest hand speed. While calling up the video of the time just now and playing it back quickly, he quickly switched between the cameras, intending to see where the two left him and ran away.

   Before he could find the figure from the countless surveillance cameras, the surveillance footage in the playback showed a scene that made Vodka's pupils tremble.

  —A few seconds ago, Wu Zuo and Pu Siqinglan were sitting together, chatting well, with a very warm appearance.

   A few seconds later, Wu Zuo suddenly looked painful, covered his throat, and looked at Shi Kaobing in disbelief. Then his eyes were complicated, and he fell to the ground.

  Vodka looked at this scene, and a word naturally appeared in his mind:

  …touch porcelain?

   But soon, he saw Shi Kaobing showing a sinister smile. Then the woman stood up and took out the corpse-carrying tool, looking like she was prepared.

Before the vodka could respond, she tied Jiang Xia tightly into the body bag, tied it firmly to the body bag for countless times, then tied a dead knot and hid the body in the cart as if in a hurry. , pushed the person out the door as if nothing had happened.

   Until her figure disappeared from the picture, Vodka was stunned to understand the situation.

  … Is there poison in the tea?

  …Wuzzo still drink?

   For a moment, a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the strong man in black: Why is it that an international thief who appeared out of nowhere can poison Uzuo, but his anesthesia biscuits cannot be delivered at all? ! Does this guy Uzzo have an opinion on him, or he looks down on him!

  Vodka: "..." No, now doesn't seem to be the time to replay the previous defeat.

   The point is to go to the bathroom by yourself, but this kind of thing happened, and the timing is too coincidental... What if things go on, and he hides it without reporting it, and deliberately murders the new cadre?

  Vodka: "..." Calm down, in short, calm down first.

   Thinking about it carefully, Wu Zuo, the ghost, the ghost, the poisonous look just now, maybe it's just pretending.

And the moment before the corpse was thrown, Wu Zuo's elusive subordinate in sunglasses would appear, hold Shi Kaobing, and then the two of them put the Shi Kaobing in a sack and handed it over to the organization... Yes, the script It must be so!

  The first time Vodka wanted Uzo to live a long life, at least until tonight.