Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1848 1848 [Jiro's battle of wits and courage]

  After some preparations, the grand banquet was finally held.

"Welcome everyone to come and participate in the clothing competition between the two major brands of Boduo and Liutiao." The host held up the microphone, setting the stage for the atmosphere, "The competition will be held tomorrow night, today is the rehearsal, please enjoy today's banquet. "

  The first step of the banquet is to taste red wine. I heard that the organizer prepared Romanee-Conti from Bordeaux winery in France.

  Jiang Xia was sitting at the guest seat, and saw the lobby manager leading several waiters holding red wine bottles, pouring wine for the guests next to each other. However, when they arrived at their table, several waiters seemed to have received the order in advance and left in a detour.

  Jiang Xia: "..."

On the other side, Inozuka Jiro, who was dressed in formal attire, glanced here from a distance, and seeing Jiang Xia's wine glass filled with fruit juice, he sneered silently in his heart: "..." Providing cigarettes and alcohol to minors, if it is reported will be held accountable by the police. There are so many people here, he will not be fooled by this cunning high school student.

  The guy under guard is really black-hearted, he actually wants to secretly guide the police forces to join his rescue. Fortunately, I am astute and will not be fooled by this.

  Jiro Inozuka: "..." In addition, this point must be written down, and in the future, when we catch Maya Hashimoto's real clue, we will report it to the superior together.

  Believe that this behavior, which is equivalent to betrayal, is enough to cover up his own small mistakes in changing the detention location-anyway, according to his observation, those cadres are top activists, as long as they successfully achieve their goals in the end, they don’t care too much about the process.

  Jiang Xia was holding the juice cup to play, when he suddenly felt a murderous mass inflated obliquely in front of him, which seemed to be blowing up more and more.

  Jiang Xia couldn't help but glance over there, and saw that the guy who distributed benefits in public was indeed Inozuka Taro's younger brother.

  Jiang Xia: "..." It's really time for Vodka to learn from this pair of brothers, to see how frank and murderous they are, and then look at his scrumptious ice cream. Tsk, as members of the same organization, people are really different.

  …

   Such a precious wine, of course, can't be just like drinking tea when you think of it.

  So the banquet also prepared a toast ceremony.

  The host raised his hand and gestured in Inozuka Jiro's direction: "Next, let President Inozuka take the lead in toasting!"

  Inozuka Jiro held the wine glass with his thick fingers, and stood up gracefully. He said politely: "Thank you for your support! I wish the two major brands of Putuo and Liujo to have a longer-term development in the future."

   After speaking, he took the lead in raising his glass and drank it down.

  Takamori Masumi sat next to several classmates, holding her own juice, staring at Naoko Torimaru and the wine glass in her hand—the poison was in that glass, and she poured it herself.

  Seeing Naoko Torimaru and the others raising their wine glasses together, Masumi Takamori panicked and lowered her eyes without daring to look directly.

  However, after a few seconds, the venue was still full of excitement, and the imagined scene of "dead bodies falling to the ground and guests running and screaming" did not appear at all.

   "?" Masumi Takamori was a little puzzled, and quietly opened his eyes again.

   Then I saw Naoko Torimaru sniffing the red wine in front of her, frowned, and put the glass back on the table.

   Masumi Takamori was stunned: "..." She didn't drink?

  A faint voice floated next to him: "What are you thinking?"

   "I was thinking..." Could it be that the smell of poison is very strong? She obviously didn't smell it before.

  Takamori Masumi was in the middle of talking, suddenly came to his senses, and looked at the questioner: "I, I was wondering why you look so good even drinking juice."

"Puff—! Cough cough cough..." Suzuki Sonoko was choked, she grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and looked at Masumi Takamori with a complicated expression: Although Masumi's cheerful personality is better than before, it feels a bit overcorrected and changed Too much?

  Could it be that the inevitable attribute of cheerfulness is nympho?

It was rare for Conan to see his **** classmate look so deflated. He was amused, and squeezed the child's voice: "I seem to have seen another Sister Sonoko! Oh, Sister Sonoko, why are you choking? It's because you heard the voice in your heart Did someone say it all of a sudden?"

  Boom!

  Suzuki Sonoko blushed and punched him on the forehead: "Kids don't care about adults."

  Conan rubbed his head and was forced to mute: "..." Can't tell the truth?

  As one of the centers of the topic, at this time, Takamori Masumi's thoughts were not at all on the conversation of several high school students.

  She was still quietly glancing at Naoko Torimaru from the corner of her eye.

   At Naoko Torimaru's table, after the guests were seated, President Rokujo, who was sitting next to her, put down his glass and was taken aback when he saw her untouched glass: "Are you allergic to alcohol?"

  Naoko Torimaru shook her head: "I can drink white wine and beer, but I always feel uncomfortable after drinking wine..." She looked at the glass and sighed, "What a pity, such expensive wine."

  President Rojojo laughed. Facing the wall he wanted to dig over, he showed a complete gentleman and patience: "Then let me do it for you."

   As he spoke, he picked up Naoko's wine glass and took a sip.

   Before taking a second sip, President Rokujo trembled and covered his mouth. The wine glass in his hand fell, smashed to the ground with a crack, and the red wine splashed all over the floor.

   The people at the same table were startled and stood up suddenly. Seeing that he looked wrong, Naoko Torimaru reached out to help him: "Mr. Rojo? What's wrong with you?"

   But before he could meet anyone, President Rokujo fell to the ground, seemingly out of breath.

   "..."

"ah-!"

   There was screaming in the hall, the guests ran and screamed, and the detectives stood up and rushed to the side of President Rokujo after a moment of shock... Everything finally turned into what Masumi Takamori imagined.

   At the same time, in the guest room of the side building.

   Maya Hashimoto was lying on the window, listening to the commotion here, silent for a long time, and exhaled slowly tiredly: "..." I don't know if it was Jiro Inozuka who died this time?

  …

   After a while.

  The police car arrived suddenly.

  Mu Mu police department just finished working on the big case of the congressman, before taking a few breaths, they met Jiang Xia head-on.

  Mumu Police Department sighed: "Brother Jiang Xia, when will you go to England for a few more days?" I am getting older and want to rest more...

"I've just come back. I'll think about going out after meeting my friends." Jiang Xia is still thinking about her new ghost and younger brothers, so of course she won't leave Tokyo easily. "How's the situation? You should have done a preliminary investigation, right?" .”

  Once the fate was accepted, the process suddenly became the process that the Tokyo police are accustomed to.

  Hearing Jiang Xia's inquiry, Miwako Sato came over with the information: "The victim is Mitsuhiko Rojo, 33 years old, the president of Rojo Fashion Design Company."

  (end of this chapter)