Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1627 Chapter 1627 [Remember the face of Ireland]

  The actors are in the lobby, waiting for the driver to bring Bao's car over.

  Seeing Jiang Xia and the others, the leading actor who played "Napoleon" came over to talk friendlyly: "I heard that you also plan to return to Japan tomorrow?"

  Jiang Xia regained consciousness and nodded: "I have booked a ticket back to Tokyo."

  The leading actor laughed: "Then you may have to change the ticket, we are going to Hokkaido next - Kidd hasn't started working on the gems yet, if you want to continue entrusting, I'm afraid you have to go there with us."

  When two people chat casually.

   A little further away.

  Mu Shuli leaned against the pillar, silently watching this scene. Remembering that she asked her assistant to invite Jiang Xia over, but the young man ignored it, she couldn't help but frowned.

   Seeing her expression, the assistant quickly guessed what the famous actor with a bad temper was thinking.

To prevent getting angry, she persuaded in a low voice: "It's not that Jiang Xia doesn't want to follow your orders, it's just that a child has disappeared and we must find someone first—when I went to invite him just now, I found that they were all anxiously planning to find the child. That's why I didn't take care of the commission for a while."

In the second half of the sentence, she was a little guilty, because from the assistant's point of view, although Jiang Xia was indeed looking for a child at that time, she didn't seem to be in a hurry, and his companion was the same—it was probably because the child ran away every day, and a group of people I'm used to it. For example, right now, there is no sign of that child.

Although Mu Shuli could read some micro-expressions, she was not interested in trying to figure out the mood of these little people. Hearing the assistant's explanation, she didn't think too much, just raised her hand to stroke the soft hair hanging on her chest, and snorted: "Exactly."

   Having said that, she has long been used to being the center of men's fawning. She doesn't always feel comfortable with the sudden appearance of a guy who doesn't make her a priority.

   "It's still too young, and I don't know how to deal with people at all." Mu Shuli raised his chin, with a queen-like confidence in his movements, "But it's not important, he will bow his head to apologize in the future."

   Just at this moment, after chatting with the male lead for a few words, Jiang Xia finally remembered something, and looked around.

  Mu Shuli caught a glimpse of his appearance from the corner of his eye, and the little resentment in his heart was diluted by the quality of this ideal little lover.

  She laughed lowly: "I just thought of looking for me now, what did I do?"

While complaining to the little assistant in a low voice, she silently turned her body, changed her posture, and turned the most beautiful angle to the direction of the target—capturing the camera is an essential skill for a good actor, they must understand that from a certain angle How to present yourself when you come over.

   In this respect, Mu Shuli is undoubtedly an expert.

  Standing in front of the window, staring at the ray of moonlight shining through the gap of the blinds for a moment, Mushu heard a series of footsteps approaching.

  She smiled triumphantly in her heart, and didn't look back, let alone take the initiative to talk to Jiang Xia: when she first met this detective, she had already shown enough friendliness and enthusiasm. And according to Mu Shuli's experience, the best effect is to be indifferent.

  Now is the time for this young detective to hang out—Jiang Xia left her to do other things just now, ignoring her fragile client who is "afraid of strange thieves". In order for the young detective to start following her wishes little by little, he must first realize that it was wrong to abandon her.

   This method seems to work.

  The person who stopped behind Mu Shuli was really at a loss when he saw that she ignored him for a long time. After a few seconds, the man said helplessly, "Why are you angry again?"

  ... It wasn't Jiang Xia's voice.

  Mu Shuli: "???"

  She turned her head and found that the person walking was not the target she wanted to catch at all, but an old lover who had been in the fish pond for a long time.

  The shepherd's expression mixed with a few wisps of resentment, a few wisps of coquettish anger and amorous feelings, instantly turned cold.

  She was dull: "What's the matter?"

   While speaking, she raised her head slightly, looked past the old lover next to her, and swept lightly in the hall.

  Then, with a slight twitch in the corner of his eyes, he realized that Jiang Xia was no longer in the hall, and he didn't know where he went.

  The old lover is also a good actor, and he quickly felt the subtle changes in Mu Shuli's attitude.

  His eyes changed slightly, and he quickly regained his composure. He smiled: "Why do you always pay attention to that guy? He's just a brat."

Mu Shuli snorted: "How many times have I said, don't talk to me casually in public—although this is London, there are nasty paparazzi hiding wherever you can't keep them. They are going to gossip about us in exchange for those dirty ones." salary."

The old lover sighed resentfully: "That's not what you said before. You said that this kind of affair that can be put on the photo is more a test of acting skills and more exciting... Could it be that you plan to forget the old one when you have a new one? According to your This kind of speed of liking the new and disliking the old, even if you really get the little detective, I am afraid you will get tired of it soon. Why don't you try to develop a stable relationship?"

"I'm just a client and a detective with him." Mu Shuli was perfunctory to him, remembering that this old lover also had a little trick in her hands, she reluctantly swallowed the second half of the sentence: the past is the past, and I don't even look at it How old are you now. If there is no private "love", where is the excitement.

  However, even if you don’t like the lover you already got, you should make the best use of it, otherwise it would be a waste.

  Mushu thought of something, and hooked his finger at him: "It's just right, there is something I need you to do."

  She explained a few words in a low voice.

  …

  The lobby of the theater building looks like a venue for casual chatting.

  The security room on the other side has a different style.

   "Fake security?" Conan repeated the words of the security captain in surprise.

"Yeah." The security captain sipped the hangover soup and hiccupped, "That guy doesn't belong to our company at all, nor does it belong to the company next door. He probably sneaked into the equipment room and stole a set of equipment. Hmph, almost Let him get away with it! Fortunately, I happened to be with Bud at the time and saw through the fact that he didn't belong to any security company, otherwise I didn't know what was going to happen."

   "It's actually fake..."

  The tall security guard sneaked into the theater building temporarily, which means that the security company does not have any real information about him, not even a false identity deliberately forged.

   This made Conan extremely disappointed, and the only useful news was that this tall security guard was becoming more and more suspicious, maybe he really was the "unlucky passerby" who was repeatedly smashed. In this way, at least I know what he looks like.

Conan was feeling a little regretful, but suddenly realized something, and asked: "Since you found out that he is a fake, you must have dealt with him. Did you send him to the police station, or did you take other measures? He is now in the where?"

  (end of this chapter)