Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1692 Chapter 1692 [Escape from Uzo's clutches]

  Kidd: "..." A moment of happiness has to be paid for with such profound pain. If there is a next time, he will definitely...

   Must still play!

  ...Of course, the position of the hang glider must be changed next time to prevent it from being lifted up by the wings that grow out suddenly. As long as there is a hang glider, even if the wings disappear at high altitude, he can fly a long distance.

  Besides, he will have experience next time, and he will not fly randomly to such a place where he cannot turn back—in short, he has already suffered, and if he does not enjoy the experience he has gained, it will be a waste of being soaked in the sea for so long.

  The only question is whether we can still get this magical smoke from the detective. Maybe you can find Wutiangou?

  The body temperature returned, and Kidd's active mind also returned. While pretending to be weak, he answered the rescuers' questions while planning a halfway escape route.

  …

   Not far away, Mumu Police Department suddenly felt: "Huh?"

  Officers Takagi and Shiratori were still beside him at this time. Hearing his question, they looked over: "What's wrong?"

  Megure Police Department looked around at the rescue scene: "I seem to have heard Brother Kudo's voice just now."

  Officer Takagi was stunned: "Shinichi Kudo? Isn't he investigating cases in other places?"

Police officer Shiratori is a rich second generation, and he pays more attention to news about jewelry. He remembered one thing: "Could it be Kidd pretending to be it? I heard that at the theater last night, the strange thief once used Kudo Shinichi's Appeared."

   "!"

  The three policemen suddenly realized that they seemed to have a chance to catch Kidd.

  Shiratori asked Megure Police Department: "Where did you hear the sound?"

  Suddenly high hopes were placed on the Mumu Police Department, and he was not sure. He hesitated and took a few steps: "It seems to be this side, or maybe that side... I can't remember, the surroundings are so chaotic. Maybe I heard it wrong? Young people's voices always sound the same."

  Three people walked towards the ambulance where Kidd was by mistake.

   Just as he was about to go over there to check, the Mumu Police Department suddenly bumped into a person walking out from the side.

  He hurriedly dodged, stepped on a raised rock and soil, and almost fell.

   Fortunately, the person who knocked him helped him up, and seeing his face clearly, the person was a little surprised: "Mumu Police Department, long time no see."

  Meguru Police Department: "..."

  Officer Shiratori: "..."

  Officer Takagi: "..."

   Although the light here is too dark, I can't see the passerby's face clearly. But they seem to have heard the voice of overtime!

   Taking a closer look, the person I ran into was indeed Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia seemed to miss them very much: "Compared to London, our place is indeed more livable."

  Officer Takagi: "..." But where you are, it seems that it is not suitable for the police to live.

  ...No no, you can't think like that. Jiang Xia is obviously doing voluntary work for the police, and it is entirely out of the enthusiasm of a good citizen, so she should not let her down.

   Besides, when Jiang Xia traveled far away, there were fewer cases in Tokyo. This might just be a coincidence. Usually, Jiang Xia helped them solve the case faster, and this detective was clearly helping them reduce overtime hours.

  The other two colleagues seemed to have gone through a similar mental journey as him, and they were trying to smile at this time: "It's not a long time since you've only been out for a few days."

   While talking, the policemen got off topic: "How are you doing? Students of your age should go out and see more. What's the point of spending all day in the dead detective industry?"

Jiang Xia: "It is my honor to let the victim rest in peace. Speaking of this, I actually came across a case on the plane just now. The famous Miss Mu Shuli was killed, and the murderer was her makeup artist—she has pleaded guilty , but the evidence still needs to be extracted, and the next thing will be left to you."

  Memu Police Department: "..." I have to work overtime again.

  …Eh, no. He obviously came to Hokkaido for tourism! Things here should be in the hands of those guys in Hokkaido.

  Mu Mu’s mood was ups and downs, and finally returned to calm, maintaining the calmness that an adult police officer should have: "Leave it to me, you go to rest."

  Jiang Xia was stuffed into a nearby ambulance, and the three policemen turned around and left, looking for their poor colleagues in Hokkaido.

   After all, now, they are just three ordinary people who come to Hokkaido to travel. If there is anything to do, leave it to the professionals on site, and it will be done well.

  …

   After explaining the matter, he looked at the other policemen who were busy working overtime. The three police officers who were on vacation secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It is more comfortable to watch others work overtime.

   After a pause, the White Bird Police Department gradually frowned: "I always feel like we forgot something."

  Mumu Police Department thought about it carefully, and then slapped his fist on the palm of his hand: "Just now I said I was going to a tavern for a drink, but suddenly the plane fell down."

   "Fortunately, there were no casualties, let's go, let's make up for the lack of wine. Next time I have a leisurely drink, I don't know when I will have to wait."

  The three left the scene quickly and went to the tavern: if they didn't hurry up, they were worried that there would be another murder at the rescue scene.

   Cases that have already been settled, they don't need to intervene, but if a new case occurs and the suspect needs to be searched in a hurry, then their conscience will definitely stay and help.

  ...Even if it is just for this last vacation before Jiang Xia returns to Tokyo, she must go out of her top speed.

  Three figures appeared on the nearby food street not long after.

   It’s just that they are more relaxed than before, and now they have a kind of heaviness like eating a meal with a severed head.

  —The leisurely and relaxed life seems to be completely over with the landing of some people.

  …

  In addition to the few journalists and passengers on the plane, other reporters also rushed to the scene at this time, and reports flew out like snowflakes. Almost all news platforms have been screened, and where the plane crashed is an extremely eye-catching topic.

  Tokyo in the distance.

  Even if Vodka didn't stare at it specifically, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the frantic page turning of the news window. Fortunately, similar items were quickly gathered together in one place, so there was no need to read repeatedly.

  He glanced at the general situation, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom: "Brother, the plane landed safely. Except for Mu Shuli, the victim of the previous murder case, there are currently no casualties."

  Gin couldn't help but glanced at him: "..." With such a heavy tone of peace, it seems that Vodka should also see a psychiatrist.

   As for the vodka side, new news came soon.

  After browsing the other details, he was obviously taken aback: "The heroic pilot and co-pilot who saved the plane are actually Uzo and a passer-by!"

  ...Why was Ireland not exposed? Could it be that he really managed to escape from Uzo's clutches? This guy unexpectedly has something!

   But soon, Vodka found a problem again.

   "This heroic co-pilot who was thrown up and down, why does he have such an expression? Shouldn't normal people be grateful for the rest of his life after the disaster, but he looks like he is about to go to the guillotine."

  (end of this chapter)