Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1579 Chapter 1579 [Ireland, smashed three times]

  Ireland followed and speculated randomly in her heart, and didn't have much respect for "that lord". No matter how much he hated Uzo and Gin, he knew it in his heart—now, even without these two cadres, Mr. Pisk would be dealt with by the boss for other reasons sooner or later.

  The killing intent that was forcibly suppressed, finally spread.

   Right at this moment, an unusually frightened scream suddenly sounded from the street diagonally in front of Ireland.

"ah-!!"

  The screams of passers-by, like a series of sharp alarms, suddenly pulled Ireland back from her chaotic thoughts.

  He suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, raised his head suddenly, and saw a shadow hitting him at high speed diagonally from above.

  —That shadow is actually a person who fell from the sky!

  The man was just an ordinary person who fell from a building, and he would never hit Ireland. But who would have thought that when he fell halfway, he was hit hard by something in the middle of the air.

  Suddenly, the track changed, and like a human cannonball, he slammed into Ireland from the slant.

   "..."

   Was assassinated twice by Uzo. This time, even if it was tracking, Ireland did not dare to get too close to the building, but always kept a distance from the building that would not be hit by the falling person.

   But who would have thought that even so, the falling man actually drew a slash in the air, hitting him with precision as if he had installed some sort of sight.

  ...An ordinary person might not be able to avoid this final blow.

  But after all, Ireland has been on the line of life and death many times, and just experienced a fatal crisis last night, and is in a very alert state at this time.

   While looking up to check the situation, he already instinctively moved to one side.

   This subconscious action made his wound hurt so badly that he was a little dizzy from the pain, but it turned out that it did save his life.

  —The next moment, the obese person who fell from the building flew past his head, and smashed into the small stall at the entrance of the shop next to him.

Ireland felt the fierce wind blowing across his body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "..." If he hadn't instinctively dodged just now and was hit by this person, even if the horizontal force wouldn't kill him on the spot, he would definitely be killed because of it. He was seriously injured and had no time to escape—and for a cadre like him walking in the dark, this meant that he would be brought into the sight of the police, and what would follow might be suspicion, pursuit, and organization's silence by the police.

  Ireland: "..." The same trick is used one after another, which is simply contempt and humiliation to him.

  ... And what is even more unbearable is that he is actually almost hit all the time.

   Uzo the bastard...

  Ireland's killing intent boiled to the extreme, but no matter how unwilling he was, as the onlookers gathered one after another, he could only maintain his sanity, gritted his teeth and fled the scene like the previous two times.

  …

  Gather the onlookers in the past, including Jiang Xia and a few others of course.

  —They walked to the intersection just now, and not long after turning the corner, they heard a middle-aged woman screaming in fear behind her.

  Conan fell behind and reacted the fastest. He quickly turned around and retreated to the intersection, only to see the screaming woman looking up at the roof of the building diagonally above.

  Almost at the same time, where she was watching, a middle-aged man fell off the railing and fell down the stairs unconsciously.

   "!!"

   Before he had time to think about why there were so many falling cases recently, Conan had quickly judged the situation clearly.

  —He remembered that when he passed the corner at the other end, he saw a store there that was having a store celebration, and there were a lot of inflatable dolls piled up at the door.

  Thinking of this, Conan quickly rubbed out a football from the black technology belt given by the doctor, and at the same time unscrewed the switch of the foot-strengthening shoes on his feet, and kicked with his legs raised.

  The sneakers hit the football with a duang sound. The soccer ball drew a righteous arc, went straight to the person who fell from the building, bumped into the person obliquely in the air, and precisely slammed the person into the pile of inflatable dolls.

  …

  Although Conan was the key person who rescued the person who fell from the building, he was far away just now, and the woman who first discovered the falling event had a very penetrating scream, and many people were summoned.

  So after the incident happened, people in the surrounding shops poked their heads out one by one, and surrounded them with passers-by, which prevented Conan, a weak kid, from being able to squeeze into the scene.

  Jiang Xia and the others had already walked a short distance when they heard the movement.

  They turned back quickly, and before they could figure out the situation, they saw Conan anxiously jumping outside the crowd.

  Jiang Xia walked over, patted him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

  Conan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the passers-by who squeezed in front say "I'm still alive" and "Call an ambulance."

  He told Jiang Xia what he saw just now, and then he lowered his head, with a hesitant expression on his face.

  Jiang Xia obviously noticed it, and stared at him questioningly.

  Conan hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but whispered: "Actually, when I kicked the ball to save people just now, I just remembered that there happened to be a pile of inflatable cushions at the corner of the street, and I couldn't carefully observe the situation on the street."

"At that moment, I kicked the ball without any hesitation. After the ball flew out, I suddenly found that between the person who fell from the building and the pile of inflatable dolls on the street corner, it seemed..." Conan said with a guilty look on his face, " It seems that there is still a passerby.

  Jiang Xia also followed him with a worried look, and at the same time secretly touched the fluffy smoke-smelling murderous aura that the ghosts had just picked up in his arms—you don’t need to look at it, just look at the quality of the murderous aura, and the identity of that "unlucky passerby" is already ready to be revealed.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Although Ireland's murderous production is good, its luck is really bad.

But there is no way to do it, who made this bottle of real wine target people who shouldn't be targeted... For example, in order to deal with gin in the future, he not only saw through "Conan = Kudo Shinichi", but also caught this smaller version The detective wants to use Conan as a handle and hand it over to the organization.

   In the end, no one was handed in, and Gin was not overthrown. He only confessed himself, and even let the organization dispatch a helicopter gunship, which was quite heroic.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Speaking of which, I don't know if the helicopter can be borrowed from him for two laps after Gin and the Irish infighting are over.

   It’s not that he thinks it’s cool to drive a helicopter with a group of black-clothed boys hula hula, but what if he can use it someday? You have to familiarize yourself with the props at hand in advance. As a steady cadre, this is very necessary...

Beside   , Conan was still immersed in the guilt of almost kicking someone to death, and he didn't notice the neighbor's desire to move.

  He continued to describe the situation at that time: "Fortunately, the passer-by reacted quickly and successfully avoided the faller who was hit by me, but after that..."

  (end of this chapter)