Conan’s Corpse Picker

Although the probability of this kind of situation is not high, Amuro's eyes reflected the iron piece that was completely loose and drew a straight line in the air, and then remembered who was standing next to him, and suddenly his scalp went numb, and the premonition of danger was like a tsunami The same slap on his sanity, the intuitive alarm blaring loudly.

Jiang Xia didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. He was about to play with the puppet clay, but suddenly someone grabbed him by the collar—Amuro Toru grabbed him, rushed up two steps along the piled waste materials, and leaped to the side window. With a horizontal kick, the window frame was overwhelmed and fell off. Toru Amuro dragged the person out of the window, and the two fell to the ground outside one after the other.

   The bad premonition came true, and before they even landed completely, there was a deafening explosion of "Boom!" from the warehouse. Jiang Xia raised her head and saw intense flames emanating from the front window, and broken glass splashed all over the floor. The half-hidden door was also knocked open by the scorching air, and the policemen who had just taken over the kidnappers from Conan and wanted to enter the door to help Takeshiju Katsuhiko were blown away.

  The front half of the wall was also broken, and the plastic waste rained down and burned in the weeds next to the warehouse.

  Jiang Xia's wall here is still intact, but it is also dropping dust, shaking some cracks open.

  Toru Amuro patted the ashes off his body, stood up straight and looked at the tragedy of the explosion, his face was extremely ugly: just thinking that the matter had been resolved peacefully, this kind of commotion happened unexpectedly! Now not only can't look forward to the lifting of the blockade, I'm afraid the police will transfer more manpower, and the fire department must be on the way.

  Recalling the chaotic situation, and thinking about the culprit who indirectly caused this result, he couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Xia with complicated eyes.

  Unexpectedly, with such a glance, he suddenly found that Jiang Xia was also looking at him, and the eyes were very familiar.

   Amuro was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: Isn't this the way he looked at Jiang Xia at this time, Jiang Xia actually thought it was an explosion made by him? ...This is slander, which organization cadre would use such an unimaginable accident to assassinate the target!

  Toru Amuro: "..." and so on.

   Having said that, it seems that there really are.

  A code name suddenly popped up in his mind, and Toru Amuro silently clenched his fists.

   But now, hearing the screams of the police and reporters coming from ahead, and looking at the gradually heating up warehouse next to him, he rationally realized that now is obviously not a good time to stop and think about the problem.

Toru Amuro took a deep breath, while muttering in his heart, "It's none of Jiang Xia's business, he's just too unlucky, or maybe he's being targeted by some sinister cadres", while barely maintaining his normal tone: "I'll talk to you soon When you were looking for the cat, you just climbed to the window, and when you realized something was wrong, you jumped off just before the explosion and escaped unharmed, don’t mention me.”

   After finishing speaking, he glanced at the river a few meters away, covered by the smoke and flames of the explosion, approached a few steps, and plunged into it reluctantly.

   "..." Jiang Xia looked at the calm river and applauded subconsciously: The boss has so many skills, he can actually dive, and the splash is so small.

   Waiting for Amuro to swim far away, he got up from the ground, patted the ashes on his body, and moved away from the wall that was getting hotter and hotter.

   Then, looking at the flames ahead, I couldn't help but think of Toru Amuro again.

"Speaking of which, your old classmate seems to have a physique that attracts big scenes, and you will encounter explosions every now and then." Jiang Xia looked at Matsuda Zhenping who was floating aside and was looking at the warehouse in shock, and muttered, "What kind of reception is it like?" A commission was made, and the client blew up the car on the spot. On the train to catch Shirley, Gin quietly planted a compartment bomb. Not to mention the exploding Ferris wheel, the bomber, the big explosion at the Tokyo venue..."

   Matsuda Jinpei came back to his senses: "..." What? Is the old classmate so unlucky?

  In other words, it has no memory of these cases, and the Ferris wheel, isn't the Ferris wheel where it was killed. Has the master of the psychic medium lost his mind?

   Miyano Akemi also quietly pricked up her ears: "..." Catch Shirley? Why did you want to arrest Shirley, Shirley stayed at home obediently, no one provoked... and what happened to the bomb in the gin car?

Jiang Xia is already thinking about other things: It seems that in the future, if there is a murderous aura and a case near the boss, he must first take precautions against a series of similar explosions, so as not to accidentally forget, hurt himself, or accidentally injure those who have incidents Physique's precious acquaintance.

  He picked up Matsuda Jinpei: "I'll leave this important task to you, pay more attention in the future."

  Compared to prisoners with low force values, explosions are more difficult to guard against.

But fortunately, his ghost has awakened related skills very well—Matsuda Jinpei can fine-tune the bomb explosion time. For teachers, these hours are enough to do many things.

  Although Matsuda Jinpei was still a little puzzled, when he heard his order, he nodded instinctively, and his thoughts quickly turned to how to prevent the explosion, temporarily forgetting the previous things. After all, ghosts now have no body and no brains, and the brain capacity is limited.

  Jiang Xia intends to leave. At this time, there was a meowing sound from the place where he lay down just now.

   As soon as he lowered his head, he realized that he had accidentally pinned down the cat just now. He quickly picked up his cat, fluffed up the somewhat flattened dry rice cat, and put it on his shoulder.

  The front of the warehouse was blocked by a burning fire. Although Jiang Xia was not afraid of fire, it was difficult to operate in front of a bunch of cameras, so she had to turn around and go back.

   When I walked around to the back of the house, before I could figure out which way to go next, a strong wind blew suddenly, and the fire spread to a room next to the warehouse.

  Jiang Xia's side was not burned, but he suddenly remembered one thing: "Where is that hostage held?"

  Mist Tengu, who had been flying around a long time ago, approached him and told him: In the house on the windward side, the fire cannot burn.

  Jiang Xia nodded, and couldn't help but look at the next room that was gradually being ignited by the fire—if I feel right, there seems to be someone in the room.

   Or to be precise, there is a mass of high-end smoke that is growing lush and growing in the house.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Ireland is just as unlucky as the boss.

   Having said that, Ireland shouldn’t simply be burned to death here. This is too wasteful, and the flame has no thoughts. In the same situation, if it is replaced by gin or Belmode, the murderous aura will be doubled.

  While thinking, Jiang Xia quickly counted the cigarette inventory in the tattoo space.

  Although the more the better, but fortunately, except for Matsuda Jinpei, no one prefers this taste. And if it is only used to feed a ghost of Matsuda Jinpei, these are enough for it to **** up as a snack for a long time.

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  (end of this chapter)