Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 1861 1861 [the last one] ask for a monthly pass ()

  After returning to the room, Officer Sato put a cardboard box on the table, and there were disks coded in the cardboard box.

She raised her hand and wiped her sweat: "That's all. These old companies are really traditional. A USB flash drive can solve the problem, and you have to get a box of disks. Fortunately, it is very convenient to classify—persons are named according to fifty syllables." Arranged in order, there are a total of fifty disks, each of which contains the name of the corresponding letter.

  Jiang Xia leaned over to the mouth of the carton and looked inside: "There are a few places that are empty."

Miwako Sato nodded: "The disk starting with 'い' and 'と' was stolen, 'と' was the first target Naoko Torimaru, although the murderer missed, 'い' was the second The target, that vice president Kasuke Inukai."

"But there is also a space here." Jiang Xia reached out and dialed the rest of the disk, and found the problem, "The ones starting with 'き' are gone." He looked at the company executives who heard the movement and followed him, "Who in your company starts with this letter?"

   Inozuka Jiro looked at his watch impatiently: "That's a lot."

   Originally, I wanted to make a perfunctory sentence and let other subordinates answer this troublesome detective.

  Unexpectedly, the detective's eyes stopped on him like this: "Why did you suddenly check your watch? Do you have something urgent to do?"

   "..."

   Jiro Inozuka just sent an appointment email to Jiang Xia in the name of Qiao Benmoye, pretending that he was in trouble, and asked Jiang Xia to quietly go to the grove behind the hotel to attend the appointment and discuss countermeasures in two hours.

   Then, in Inozuka Jiro's plan, "funeral silver coins" will also send Jiang Xia away.

  A series of processes are very smooth, like water, but Jiang Xia unexpectedly mentioned "time" at this time.

   This undoubtedly made Inozuka Jiro, who was counting down the life of Jiang Xia, a little guilty. He secretly cursed that this guy is really sharp, but he maintained his composure on his face: "Why do you look at your watch? Hmph, if there were no such messy cases, I would have already gone home to rest by this time. Speaking of which, two days I haven't solved the case yet, can you detectives and policemen do it, my employees are going to die in vain like this!"

   Saying so, it seems to be blaming the police for not maintaining law and order in Tokyo.

   Miwako Sato was still too young, and she was ashamed when she heard the words: "The case will definitely be solved, but the clues are not complete yet..."

   Fortunately, at this time, a subordinate came to her rescue, although the subordinate brought no good news: "Officer, the 'Silver Funeral Coin' has sent a murder notice again!"

   While talking, the little police officer held a very familiar gift box, pushed the door in, and trotted to the table.

  Jiang Xia took the gift box smoothly, and unwrapped the black ribbon tied on it.

  Removing the lid, I saw a lady's wedding dress lying quietly inside: "The lady at the beginning of 'き'...Speaking of which, I remember the assistant who first let us rub the car, it seems to be called Wushan Sayoko?"

  The pronunciation of "fog" happens to start with き.

  The people from the Bodhi Club were shocked: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen her since this morning..."

   "..."

"Oops!"

   A group of people rushed to the guest room in a panic, looking for Sayoko Kiriyama.

  …

  The blackout curtains are drawn in the guest room.

  In the dim room, Takamori Masumi was lying on the cold hard floor, sleeping soundly. Suddenly, a chaotic knock on the door rang in her ears.

   The sound of thump, thump, thump, mixed with the shout of "Smoky Mountain!", the sound became clearer and clearer.

Masumi Takamori was woken up, she frowned and got up, her mind was blank, suddenly, a corpse next to her jumped into her eyes - Sayoko Kiriyama was wearing a pajamas, and she fell a meter away, and it had already disappeared breath.

   "?!" Masumi Takamori almost jumped up in fright, at this moment, she suddenly felt her hands sink.

  Looking down, he saw that he was actually holding a heavy pistol.

  Although he didn't fully understand the situation, Takamori Masumi buzzed in his mind, and there were only two characters left—it's over.

  …

   "The door is locked." Miwako Sato twisted the doorknob twice, her premonition getting stronger and stronger.

   On the way here, they met an old employee with a good memory, and learned that besides Sayoko Kiriyama, there were several other people who started with 'き' also in the hotel.

  With so many people, it is impossible to break a door every time they enter a room. Miwako Sato had no choice but to say: "Hurry up and get the keys at the front desk. Also, immediately go to the other people who start with 'き' and check their status!"

  The little police officer responded, and ran to find another き.

  Naoko Torimaru often went to each room to get things, and was very familiar with the front desk, so she offered to help: "I'll get the keys."

  …

  In the room, Takamori Masumi heard that people outside could not get in without a key, heaved a sigh of relief, and got out of the stiff state just now.

  After regaining her senses, she got up with a gulu, and rushed to the window, trying to escape by jumping out of it.

  However, the window was tampered with, and it could only be opened as wide as a punch, and it could not be opened wide enough for people to jump out.

"It's too much." Takamori Masumi pushed twice without pushing, with a look of despair on his face, "It's too shameless, I agreed to give me freedom after killing the dog feed, but now... does this person have no lower limit at all? !"

   She gritted her teeth angrily and pounded on the window, her head resting weakly on her hands.

   At this moment, she suddenly smelled a familiar smell on the window frame.

"This is...the smell of perfume from the person who stunned me yesterday? Did he accidentally stick it on the window?" Masumi Takamori's brain turned blankly, "I remember this smell, I heard it is very expensive French Fragrance for Men. 'Funeral Silver Coins'...is it him? How could it be him?!"

  …

"Here comes the key!" Naoko Torimaru ran out of breath, she ran along the corridor, put the key into Jiang Xia's hand, then bent down and supported her knees to pant, cursing while panting, " I haven't run so fast since graduation, if Wushan didn't open the door because he overslept, I..."

   Halfway through the conversation, everything became quiet as the door opened.

  There is no furniture in the living room that blocks the view too much, and the scene in the room is clear at a glance—Sayako Wushan fell near the gate, dying with regret.

  By the window a few meters away, Masumi Takamori stood quietly with his back to everyone.

"Kiriyama?!" Although Inozuka Jiro didn't care about the life and death of the employees, but remembering that there were still policemen and detectives standing beside him, especially a detective who had just suspected him, he still put on a show and walked to the corpse, " Are you OK!"

  At the same time, he looked at Masumi Takamori by the window, and frowned suspiciously: "Why are you? What are you doing in Wushan's room. Wait... Are you the 'funeral silver coin'?"

  (end of this chapter)