Conan’s Corpse Picker

   "It wasn't that we hit the murder case, it was the murder case that found us." Jiang Xia sighed, like an ordinary passerby who was innocently involved in a complicated case, "I'll let Secretary Nishino tell you the exact location."

   He gave the phone to Nishino Masaru.

  …

   "The scene of the crime was actually on a boat. Let's go by helicopter." The Mumu Police Department led its subordinates and several police officers from the forensics department to the apron.

   Halfway through, they met a man head-on.

  The Mumu police department looked at the man and was stunned: "Brother Shiratori? Didn't you go to Karuizawa for vacation?"

   White Bird Police Department waved his hand: "There is nothing to do at the villa, so I came back early - why did I bring so many people from the forensics department? Another murder case?"

  The Mumu police department was worried about the lack of manpower. Seeing the labor force delivered to the door, he decisively pulled him into the team: "There was a shooting incident on the ship of the Suzuki consortium. Come and have a look."

   He couldn't help sighing as he spoke, and with mixed joy, he shared the news he had just received with this elite colleague in a low voice: "Jiang Xia and the others have returned to Tokyo."

  "..." The White Bird Police Department was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of doubt in its eyes: I came back when I came back, how to say it like a robber crossing the border, isn't Jiang Xia a good friend of the police.

   But doubts are doubts, he did not express his thoughts, but cooperated with the Mumu police department and reproduced an expression similar to this police department.

   Then silently sneaked into the team and boarded the helicopter heading for the big ship.

  …

  The helicopter soon landed on the yacht. Chairman Suzuki and several high school students were waiting for the police.

   As soon as the Mumu Police Department got off the plane, they saw a few familiar faces. He looked at the group of high school students and sighed: "You..." Halfway through his words, he swallowed the rest, "Oh, it's nothing, you've worked hard."

  Mumu Police Department: "..." I felt my conscience and thought, there are many murder cases, how can I blame a few enthusiastic high school students? This should be the killer's fault. On the contrary, these young people have helped the police a lot, and they must be conscientious.

   "Take me to the scene of the crime first." The Mumu police department walked to the cabin, "Also, gather the guests on the boat. According to experience, the murderer may be among them."

  …

  Suzuki Shiro originally didn't want to disturb the guests on the boat, but now that it involves a murder case, he can only call someone out.

  Pu Siqinglan took out the documents that she was carrying, and pretended to be busy in the room like a scholar.

   Hearing someone knocking on the door, she got up and went out, and came to the spacious living room with the others.

  I glanced at it and saw several other guests. They were all called here at this time. Suzuki Sonoko, Maurilan, Kasaka Natsumi and the others also came one after another, gathered together and whispered something.

   Pu Siqinglan didn't see Jiang Xia's figure, and exhaled comfortably.

   She took a cup of warm black tea and drank it slowly in her hands. After a while, the police inspected the whole ship, but they couldn't find Jiang Xia's appearance.

   Anxiety, suspicion, speculation about the relationship between Jiang Xia's disappearance and the deceased... Whatever it is, they will let them focus on the disappearing Jiang Xia instead of worrying about the exposure of "Shi Kaobing".

  The script is well written.

   However, after waiting for a while, no one mentioned Jiang Xia's disappearance at all—as if they didn't care about the detective's whereabouts at all.

  Pu Siqinglan gradually felt a little more uneasy in her heart and lost her patience.

   She took the half-drinking black tea and approached a few high school girls. After listening to their conversations carefully, I found that they were talking about the corpse and the horrific scene of the room being turned over, and there was no mention of the detective's disappearance at all.

  "..." Pu Siqinglan snorted coldly in her heart: I didn't find anyone missing, it seems that these are just a group of superficial friends.

With a hint of pride after she succeeded in committing the crime, she looked at the living room left and right, and asked a few other people in a soft voice, "Why didn't you see Jiang Xia? I heard that he has always been very active in solving the case, but now he doesn't show up... Do you want to go to the room to find one? find him?"

   "Jiangxia?"

  Suzuki Sonoko was startled for a moment, feeling that her question was a bit strange: Since he knew that Jiang Xia was very active in solving the case, he must have gone to the scene, why did he go to the room to find him?

  Suzuki Sonoko: "..." Wait a minute, this pervert who stalks the back of other people's hands, probably wants to take the opportunity to sneak into Jiangxia's bedroom to visit.

As a self-appointed detective assistant no less than "Mr. Yamada", Suzuki Sonoko cleared her throat, tugged at her cuffs, and prepared to reason with Pu Siqing Lan to block her whimsy. .

   But before opening her mouth, she suddenly saw something and was slightly startled.

   In the next instant, Pu Si Qinglan watched with anticipation.

  Suzuki Sonoko raised his hand and pointed behind her: "Isn't this coming?"

  Pu Siqinglan was stunned for a moment, but did not respond: "What?"

   "Jiangxia." Suzuki Sonoko pointed to the back again, motioning her to look, "You don't need to go to the room to find him, he has already come to you."

  "..." This ghost story-like remark made Pu Siqinglan's gentle expression instantly freeze on his face.

   She looked at Suzuki Sonoko's serious expression, goosebumps silently creeping up behind her back: "..." Is this guy joking with her? ! How can a person who is already dead and sunk in the sea...

   Pu Si Qinglan turned his head stiffly.

  I saw Jiang Xia standing behind the sofa where she was, looking up at the people waiting in the living room.

  The young detective was clean, without a trace of sea water, and his hair was free of wet stains... Even if his hair could be blown dry, the clothes on his body were actually the same as before he fell into the water.

   A coolness silently climbed into Pu Siqinglan's heart: She put the person into the body bag with her own hands, and she would never forget the clothes on Jiang Xia's body at that time! Everything about this detective is exactly the same as before the murder, as if the process of being poisoned to death is just her own illusion... How is this possible? !

   Jiang Xia suddenly looked down at her.

  Pu Siqing stood up abruptly, almost uncontrollably wanting to draw his gun. However, just now, in order to prevent the police from searching, she had hidden the gun elsewhere.

   Others also heard the movement here and looked over suspiciously.

   "Are you alright." Jiang Xia finished speaking, as if trying to understand something, "Sorry, I scared you? Next time I stand behind you, I'll tell you first."

   After saying that, he politely backed away from the back of the chair, looking gentle and considerate.

  Pu Siqinglan didn't have the slightest compliment in mind, her face was ashen, and only one sentence reverberated in her mind: He is already dead, he is already dead... How is this possible? !