Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1626 1626 [Look for Bourbon to form an alliance] Ask for a monthly ticket ヽ(〃〃)~

  Although I feel a little relieved about tomorrow's itinerary, I still need to make preparations.

Ireland said to his confidant: "You find someone to check the situation of that plane to see if it can operate normally and whether it is equipped with dangerous items such as explosives. By the way, check those who will touch the plane before takeoff People, see if there is any suspicious person among them that can be used by Uzo."

   Confidant: "..." The first two requirements are easy to handle, but how to identify the last point? Even if there were, maybe they didn't know that they were being used by Wu Zuo, so they couldn't find out at all.

  But the boss said, he can only bite the bullet and respond first, at worst, he will gather up the information of those people in detail and hand it over to Ireland, so that the boss can judge for himself.

  Ireland took a look at his confidant, and he also had some concerns: If during the investigation of those people, this reliable subordinate came into contact with Uzo, and then was assimilated by Uzo...

  He wanted to remind this confidant, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was useless—would it be possible to help him avoid Uzo by mentioning it?

  Ireland: "..." Forget it, just be careful. This kind of humiliation of being injected with anesthesia needles in the street will never happen again.

  As long as he is in good condition, even if his confidant wants to betray him, it will not affect him too much. Rather than thinking about the unsolvable worldwide problem of "how to guard against Uzo", it is better to focus on Kidd first and find that crucial piece of information.

   "It seems that Kidd is probably also Uzo's victim." When Ireland thought of this person who was also targeted by Uzo, a kind of natural affection like a comrade-in-arms suddenly surged in his heart.

   "..."

  Ireland pinched her forehead and reminded herself not to be influenced by Uzo too much: You can't take the monster thief lightly because of this. That guy has been running rampant for nearly 20 years without being caught by any official agency, which shows that it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

   And I heard that what Uzo is best at is actually making targets kill each other. Even if Kidd is really Uzo's enemy, he may not be his ally.

   "However, so to speak, there is a guy who can form an alliance."

A blond mixed race suddenly appeared in Ireland's mind: "I heard that Bourbon is always targeted by that guy. He must have endured Uzo for a long time. If we can unite the front, the burden on my shoulders will be much lighter. It just so happens that Bourbon It doesn't go well with gin either..."

  But if you want to get in touch with a lone wolf who has always gone his own way, it is obviously not something that can be achieved with a few phone calls. This matter has to be put aside first, and we will talk about it after we are busy.

  Thinking of this, Ireland looked at his confidant: "Contact the inside line of the police, I want to see someone."

  …

   People who talk about others seem to always be talked about by others.

  Conan has always had a sense of danger of being targeted from just now, but he can't figure it out after thinking about it.

  In the end, I had no choice but to think that the mysterious cadre was paying attention to me.

   "I don't know what conspiracy 'that lord' is planning. The only thing that is certain is that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. I am not his opponent at all right now. I can only lie dormant and pretend nothing happened."

  Conan sighed, and muttered to himself: "Anyway, since he didn't hinder my investigation, then I will investigate first. Thinking about the good, maybe in the eyes of that mysterious cadre, I am just a corner prop.

"Maybe if I check and check, my secret efforts will exceed his expectations, and then I will be able to find a way to bring him to justice—I really want to see the true face of that guy. And there must be such a person in the organization A code name. That’s right, even vodka has a code name, and he must have one too, so what could it be…”

  Conan was briefly distracted.

  However, imagining the future belongs to imagining the future. As a rational detective, Conan quickly focused on the current clues.

   Those who have seen the "unlucky passer-by" who was smashed in the past were all patrolmen or other passers-by. Although they described some vague characteristics, it is difficult to piece together the real appearance of the "unlucky passerby" only from those characteristics-there are too many human beings on the earth, and there may be hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of people with the same characteristics. Tens of thousands of people.

"But this time is different. When I played football to save the drunk man, I had direct contact with the 'unlucky passerby' who was always being smashed. Although my attention was not on him at the time, and he was very Go away, but I still see a little back."

  Conan pinched his forehead, trying hard to squeeze out the memory of that passerby.

  Although the details are very vague, but comparing the two shadows, the more he thought about it, the more he felt: the body shape of the security guard was very similar to the unlucky passer-by who was almost affected by him before.

  Jiang Xia gnawed on the unfinished fruit while looking at Conan with a serious face, as if he heard the humming of his brain.

  Because Conan said that his luggage was still with the crew, the group did not return to their residence in the end, but took a taxi back to the crew building.

  When he arrived at the place, Jiang Xia opened the door and got off the car. By the way, he also picked up Conan, who was still thinking, and put him on the ground.

   Entering the hall, he looked around and found that the place was quite popular: there were staff coming and going in the corridor, and the crew seemed to be packing their clothes and hadn't left yet.

   "It seems that there is no need to ask the security guard to open the door for you." Jiang Xia asked Conan, "Where is your luggage?"

  Conan came back to his senses: "I'll think about it."

  He wandered around, pretending to remember where the luggage was placed.

   When he came to the entrance of the corridor, Conan glanced back furtively.

  Seeing that Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were helping to find their luggage and didn't pay attention to this, Conan gave Jiang Xia a wink, "Hold them for me!", and then ran out in a hurry and went straight to the security room.

  Haihara Ai who has witnessed everything: "..."

Beside   , Mao Lilan helped to find it for a while, but didn't see what he was looking for.

  She was about to ask Conan if he remembered, but when she turned around, there was only a small shadow on the side of the lounge—at some point, one of the two children ran away, and only Huiyuan Ai stayed here obediently.

   "..." Mao Lilan finally felt something was wrong, "Where's Conan?"

  Jiang Xia raised his finger and pointed to the corridor: "I seemed to see him in that area just now, but I don't know where he went after that."

  A blue vein popped out of Mao Lilan's beautiful forehead: "Just now Conan said that he would not run around again..." You really can't believe what the bear said!

  Jiang Xia saw her roll up her sleeves, ready to arrest people all over the building.

   was thinking about whether to help Conan take cover, at this time, the door of the corridor suddenly opened—the troupe finished work, and the actors came out of their respective lounges, gathered together, and planned to go back to the hotel to rest.

  (end of this chapter)