Conan’s Corpse Picker

  There are so many cameras in the airport, while waiting for his subordinates to restore the monitoring, Toru Amuro resolutely looked back and forth countless times one by one, but still got nothing.

  Originally, he wanted to change his strategy, at least remember the gait and figure of the suspicious person. But after watching it for a while, Toru Amuro realized that this would not work: in different shots, the walking posture of this person is actually different—he consciously blurred all his own features.

   "Actually so vigilant to this extent... The more he is like this, the more likely he is a big fish. Or does he have a previous criminal record, so he must pay special attention to avoid being exposed in front of the camera?"

  Toru Amuro sent this possible feature to Yuya Kazami, asking him to lead someone to investigate carefully.

  In addition to the surveillance video, the only clue left is the crew where the suspicious person was.

But a group like the production crew is very sensitive to the camera, and sneak shots are strictly prohibited internally, so that the staff have some impressions of that guy, but they can't leave any images. They can only slowly start from his origin. investigated.

   "It's really difficult." Toru Amuro pressed his forehead, feeling that the workload was getting heavier.

  Unfortunately, the plane has just had an accident. With a cadre from Ireland among the passengers, the organization must be paying attention to this major accident. Even if Toru Amuro wanted to investigate in depth, he didn't dare to make too many moves.

   "However, I didn't expect that Ireland would take the initiative to find me. Maybe he will know the identity of this person?" Amuro thought of this, and looked forward to the information that will be delivered to the door later.

   Just thinking about it, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the warehouse door, as if someone had walked in.

  The nagging person has arrived?

  Toru Amuro raised the brim of his hat and glanced over there.

   Originally, he was just habitually confirming the person who came in. Who would have thought that the person who came in was bloated and not from Ireland.

   "..." Toru Amuro paused, then silently retreated into the shadows, frowning.

   It's less than ten minutes before the appointment with Ireland. At this time, someone else actually came here.

  Ireland really dare to play tricks in this meeting? !

  Toru Amuro listened carefully to the movement around him, while secretly observing who came.

  The man came in from the warehouse door, his face could not be seen clearly due to the light behind his back, but Toru Amuro still felt that the way he was walking looked familiar. Judging from his gait, this person doesn't look like a trainer, but more like an ordinary middle-aged man who neglects exercise.

  Ireland should not have such useless subordinates.

   This made Toru Amuro hesitate for a while, and he didn't leave for the time being, wanting to see what was going on.

   Soon, the visitor stopped at the door of the warehouse.

  The man was obviously afraid of the dimly lit warehouse and didn't dare to go inside.

  He cleared his throat on purpose, and then looked around. No one came out to look for him after hearing the sound, so he began to look at his watch anxiously, and at the same time muttered and cursed: "It's already the appointed time, how dare you be late."

   Hearing the voice, Toru Amuro remembered for a moment.

  —Isn’t this the family member of the hostage who fell into the river yesterday!

  He looked at the two boxes in front of Takehiko Katsuhiko, and suddenly understood something: Could it be that the hostage was not dead, so the kidnapper proposed a second deal, and then happened to make an appointment here?

  But how could it be such a coincidence.

  Thousands of thoughts flashed through Toru Amuro's mind, and he moved his hand to the handle of the gun, silently becoming vigilant.

  …

   Takei Katsuhiko couldn't see Toru Amuro hiding in the darkness.

Thinking of the things that the branch company still had to deal with, and thinking of his daughter whose life and death were unknown, he became more and more irritable: "This guy really has no credibility at all! He invited someone here, but he didn't show up. I think he is here to scam money! "

  A voice came from behind Katsuhiko Takei. His secretary suddenly said, "He's already here."

   "!" Toru Amuro's heart tightened: He hid so well, how could that woman see him?

  Toru Amuro: "..." Speaking of which, he appeared near here at this time. If someone saw him, he wouldn't be misunderstood as a kidnapper.

but…

  Looking at the time, Toru Amuro suddenly realized that Ireland was coming soon.

   Moreover, compared with himself, the boss of a detective agency, the identity of a "kidnapper" as an outlaw fanatic matches Ireland's face very well.

  Before the messy thoughts fell to the ground, Toru Amuro suddenly heard another movement in front of him.

  Katsuhiko Takei suddenly screamed, followed by a plop when a pile of boxes fell to the ground—Secretary Hanai suddenly pushed him hard from behind. The bloated middle-aged man was unprepared, staggered and fell to the ground, and the ransom box he brought also fell to the ground with a clang.

  Amuro twitched his ears, and suddenly frowned—the movement sounded wrong, and the ransom box this time might contain counterfeit money again.

  ... This president used fake money to fool the kidnappers twice, he is really courageous.

  But soon, Toru Amuro realized that this didn't seem to be the point.

  The point is the attitude of the female secretary: A normal secretary doesn't seem to treat her boss like this.

  At the door, Takehiko Katsuhiko was suddenly pushed down by the secretary, stunned for a moment and furious: "Bastard, what are you doing?!"

  He wanted to stand up, but hissed—he had been busy with his career, neglected to exercise, and his movements were not very flexible. When he fell just now, he accidentally twisted his foot.

   Secretary Huajing saw him hugging his ankle and sneered, "Does it hurt?"

   Before Takei Katsuhiko could answer, she had already asked herself with a gloomy face and answered: "The pain my family has suffered because of you is a hundred times more painful than this!"

  Wuju Katsuhiko was inexplicable: "...what a mess, what does your family have to do with me?"

  Secretary Huajing looked up at the warehouse, and thought of the dilapidated abandoned factory outside: "Do you remember where this is—what happened today is the retribution for stealing other people's companies."

  Wuju Katsuhiko sat slumped on the ground, panicked and angry: "How many times have I said that the company I own is obtained through legal procedures!"

   After rebutting instinctively, he remembered another important point in the secretary's words.

  This factory is indeed familiar to him.

   At this time, it was specifically mentioned, and combined with the name "Xiaoshan", Takei Katsuhiko finally had some impressions.

"Are you... from Xiao Shanyao's family?" His expression changed, and he was a little flustered, "Rather than blaming me, it's better to blame him for trusting others. After a few years of acquaintance and a few glasses of wine, he was so drunk that he would give his heart and soul to others. Worth talking to people about business? He deserves it!"

  Secretary Huajing's face was filled with the pleasure of revenge: "I didn't expect you to remember him. He was cheated by you back then, and committed suicide with the whole family in despair—I am his daughter.

  “At that time, I was studying abroad at university, and I couldn’t make it back in time. When I received the news, there were only three corpses left at home.

   "Later, my relatives adopted me, and I changed my name and surname. After graduation, I gave up invitations from countless big companies, and ran to you to be your secretary in a humble way...Four years have passed, and I finally found this opportunity to revenge you today."

  (end of this chapter)