Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1615 Chapter 1615 [How to develop a lover]

   "Forget it, I'll ask the security team later, if it doesn't work, I can adjust the monitoring."

Conan didn't dwell on the small mistakes of the past: "Let's focus on catching Kidd first...but then again, isn't his target 'Stone of Destiny' this time, right on the finger of Miss Mushuri? But Kidd Why don't you go to the stage, but run to the top floor instead?"

  Jiang Xia thought for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the roof: "Then you have to ask him—he must be on the roof now, let's go and have a look."

Conan nodded. He really thought so: According to experience, Kidd, the strange thief, must stand at the highest point near the wind for a while every time he takes action. Otherwise, the steps of the action will seem incomplete... It's like some kind of strange ritual. .

   "I'm going out from the south gate, you look for it from the north." After Conan finished speaking, he remembered something, and looked at Jiang Xia vigilantly, "Don't release water tonight, you must catch someone, I have something important to ask him!"

  Jiang Xia looked very reliable and nodded: "As long as I see it, I will catch it."

  ...Of course, whether you can catch it or not is another matter. Anyway, tried it.

   After all, as the real boss of "Uzo", it seems that he shouldn't help Conan get information about himself from Kidd.

   What's more, Kidd himself has a troublesome organization to deal with, and he doesn't know much about the black organization.

   "The popularity of 'Uzuo' in the red party seems to be a little bit lower." Jiang Xia sighed and murmured, "It needs to be improved in the future."

  …

  The two detectives reached an agreement, and soon they ran in different directions to the rooftop.

  Conan pushed open the heavy iron door on the roof, and at the same time looked down at his watch.

  Seeing the minute and second hands above, he was silent for a moment: before the show started, he asked about the start and end times. And now there is less than a minute until the end of the show.

   During this period of time, is it really enough for a person to go down from such a high top floor to the stage and take away the ring worn on the Queen's finger?

  Will Kidd really spend his time swaying his pose on the rooftop against the wind like before?

  …

  Inside the building, on the stage where countless audiences are watching.

  The drama performance is still going on. At this time, Napoleon and his queen had already been crowned. The two dragged a gorgeous palace costume and walked to the center of the stage, facing the audience.

  Napoleon stepped forward, raised his hands, and uttered the concluding words forcefully: "All the glory, victory, and future in this world will belong to me!"

  Mu Shuli, dressed as a queen, folded her hands in front of her chest, and the sapphire ring "Stone of Destiny" on her hand reflected the light. She also said loudly: "It belongs to us too!"

  With the end of the last line, the heavy curtain fell slowly, completely blocking the line of sight between the stage and the auditorium amidst applause.

  The lights above the stage were turned on, and the bright light fell on Mu Shuli's finger, reflecting the blue "Stone of Destiny" beautifully.

   Finally finished a long drama, Mu Shuli stretched his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

  Beside her, "Napoleon" looks down at the ring on her finger.

   Behind the two of them, in the group performance, a priest with a mustache silently raised his head.

  The Nakamori Police Department looked at the back of "Napoleon" and showed a sneer with a certain victory, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

  He suddenly looked at the other group performers, and waved his hand: "Now, grab Kidd! 'Napoleon' is him!"

"yes!"

  Several policemen who came from afar lifted up their costumes, revealing the capable attire inside, rushed up and started skillfully stacking Arhats, throwing "Napoleon" on the ground and holding it down firmly.

   "What are you doing? What are you doing??" "Napoleon" was stunned, and the crown on his head fell to the ground, grumbling away.

   Police Department Nakamori looked at this happy scene with his hands on his hips, but he didn't expect things to go so smoothly: "Haha, you are careless, Kidd!"

  "Kidd? How could I be Kidd!" "Napoleon" shouted, "You have admitted the wrong person!"

   Police Department Nakamori took two steps forward and stretched out his black hand towards his face: "Hmph, you really don't cry when you see the coffin."

   As he spoke, he grabbed "Napoleon"'s face with both hands, and pulled it **** both sides.

   "It hurts, it hurts!" The tears of "Napoleon" were about to fall, but his square face showed no sign of falling off.

  Nakamori Police Department: "...?"

  He pulled it again in disbelief, but he still couldn't tear off the imaginary disguise.

  The Kidd professional, who has never been able to catch Kidd, was stunned: "Aren't you Kidd?"

   "I told you I wasn't!"

   Police Department Nakamori scratched his head, unbelievingly grabbed it twice: "It's not Kidd, then why did you look at that ring just now?"

  "Napoleon" jumped up: "Its reflection just hit my face. I saw a bright light out of the corner of my eye, so I turned my head to look. Isn't that okay?"

  Watching this rough scene, Mu Shuli held up his skirt and took two steps back silently: "..." It's too barbaric, these policemen are really scary.

  Speaking of...

  Mu Shuli suddenly remembered something, turned to look at the assistant who was approaching to put on her clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Where's the little detective I hired to protect the ring?"

The assistant was startled, trying to think back: "I remember that Jiang Xia was at the side door all the time, but not long before the end of the performance, his classmates left in a hurry, and Jiang Xia followed him after a short while—since Kidd didn't do what the police officer said , appearing on the stage at the end of the performance, then Jiang Xia may have got other clues and went to catch the strange thief elsewhere."

  She analyzed in detail, but her only audience obviously had no interest in these trivial matters.

Mu Shuli straightened the Queen's crown on his head, and frowned: "Go get him back. Just now on the stage, there was really no way to get close, but now that the performance is over, for this ring, shouldn't he come to me Personal protection? Since you got the commission fee, you should be more dedicated."

  The content of the words did not match her usual generous and elegant senior image.

   But the assistant was obviously accustomed to the changes in front of and behind the scenes in Mu Shuli, she nodded, and planned to follow orders to find the detective who had gone somewhere.

   "That's right." But Mu Shuli called to her again, "Be gentle, don't say it too bluntly—just say that I am scared and need him to be by my side."

  Mu Shuli is beautiful and rich, and has a certain status in the entertainment industry. He usually has everything.

Therefore, in her opinion, a lover who is purely bought by money and power will be dry to use and will soon lose its taste-so it is best to get along with her, the little lover is fascinated by her, and actively sticks to her side , This process can be regarded as a little fun of raising a lover.

  (end of this chapter)