Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Hashimoto Maya hesitated for a moment, reached out to turn off the light, and the room suddenly returned to its original state, not so **** and scary.

  He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and there was a subtle feeling that the shooting of the horror movie was over and everything returned to daily life.

   And behind him.

Inozuka Saburo was still trying to break up with Kurosawa and Ma: "You can't leave, what should you do if you get caught by that policeman now that you are gone, that woman is very difficult to talk to - and she has come all the time, what happened to us just now , On the contrary, it just proves that the police here are very responsible. If we change the hiding place in a hurry, our situation will only become more dangerous."

   Kurosawa and Ma stared at the room, frowning: "But it looks too inauspicious here..."

"He gave this room, but we don't have to live here." Inozuka Saburo was quite optimistic, "It's a big deal, we'll find someone to change the room later. And the more this kind of seemingly gloomy place, sometimes Safer. Except for those perverts who kill like drinking water, other people will be more or less nervous and uneasy when committing crimes. They will definitely choose a place that they are more familiar with, or at least seem to make them feel at ease—but look at this room."

  He flicked the button to turn on the light, and the blood-red light poured down instantly: "If ghosts come, they can scare them away, let alone a few murderers!"

  Kisawa Kazuma: "..." Seems to make sense?

   Maya Hashimoto didn’t hear it right, and turned around from the window: “Where did you get so many theories, one set of one set of one set.”

Inozuka Saburo scratched his head: "I majored in criminal psychology in college. Although I thought I was too busy with schoolwork, I tried to change to another easy major after a few days of class, but those textbooks were thrown away. They are put in the toilet, and I pick them up and turn over a few pages in my free time...I didn’t expect it to come in handy at this time.”

   Maya Hashimoto; "..." Criminal Psychology?

  Even if he changed his major later, these elements sound like something that Uzo likes very much... Hey, what the **** is Curacao thinking? Why put all these people around him!

  Is that woman really taking care of herself in isolation? Why does she seem to be delivering food to Uzo under the guise of a mission?

  Hashimoto Maya felt a little dignified and suspicious in his heart, and began to doubt Curacao's position and intentions.

  There is also Inozuka Saburo, a half-baked guy who actually wants to compete with Uzo with toilet reading materials... Are his messy analyzes really reliable?

   Maya Hashimoto couldn't help showing a dignified expression.

   But soon he shook his head again, trying to force these things out of his mind.

  —Rarely escaped from the annoying Tokyo and came to the remote Hokkaido. What do you think about Uzo on a happy day.

   You should seize the time to enjoy this fresh, clean air without the slightest trace of ooze.

  Thinking about this, Maya Hashimoto pushed open the window, stretched deliberately, and took a deep breath of the wind and snow outside.

  Then his eyes suddenly fell on the courtyard of the hotel.

  —Looking from a distance, four tall and one short, five figures jumped out of the car, four of which were very familiar to him, and the terrifying combination seemed to be deeply embedded in his DNA.

   "Cough cough cough—!"

  Hashimoto Maya was choked by the cold wind, then quickly pulled back the window and closed it tightly, swiped and closed the curtains, and instinctively dodged to the wall by the window to lean against.

  The other two people were surprised: "What's wrong?!"

   Maya Hashimoto: "...nothing."

  He had a calm face, not wanting to shake the morale of the army.

   But there was a tsunami in my heart: why, why did these people come again? !

  Although rationally, Hashimoto Maya knows that Jiang Xia is just a very keen justice detective, and even helped him survive from Uzo, and shared hardships with everyone on the plane, and made a major contribution to the safe landing of the plane...

  But emotionally, I don’t know why, the moment I saw Jiang Xia just now, Hashimoto Maya buzzed in his head, and only felt that he saw a line of **** subtitles above the famous detective’s head.

  —Messenger of death.

  …

  Ten minutes ago.

  When Jiang Xia and the others came out of the station, there was already a fine snowfall in Hokkaido.

   Fortunately, several people had read the weather forecast in advance and brought winter clothes in advance. They took a taxi and rushed to the Aphrodite Theater with great anticipation.

  Who knew halfway, the ground was icy, a slightly faster car didn't stop, turned half a circle very thrillingly, and stopped beside their car with a creak.

  The people in the two cars were startled, and the driver got out of the car to check the condition of the vehicles. When the driver of the car next door came down, Jiang Xia saw the man clearly, and his eyes lit up: "Officer Sato?"

   Another wonderful acquaintance.

  …

  Luckily, the two cars did not actually hit each other.

  After dealing with the scene, Jiang Xia and the others switched to Miwako Sato's car—because they discovered that the destinations of both parties were actually the same.

Miwako Sato looked at a few high school students from the rearview mirror, plus a bonus elementary school student: "Did you get the special prize for board and lodging? Another special prize? Is there any lucky draw bonus for the surname 'Maori'? I heard that your father, Mr. Mori Kogoro, used to win all the draws in the lottery—haha, but his luck is a bit worse than yours, and every time he draws a bad lottery, he is always forced to win."

  Jiang Xia: "..." No, it's completely hereditary in this respect—every time the bomber randomly picks someone to install the bomb, Xiaolan also hits the target every time, always appearing next to the bomb.

   But a pleasant trip, it seems that this kind of topic should not be discussed.

  Jiang Xia looked at Miwako Sato and changed the question: "Are you also traveling in Hokkaido?"

   Miwako Sato: "Well, I happen to be on vacation these two days."

   "Is it?" Conan's ear tip moved, and he keenly caught the key word.

Miwako Sato sighed: "Actually, there are my middle school classmates in the Aphrodite troupe. Their theater troupe recently received a threatening letter. My classmates seem to be very worried about this and want me to come over to help the town. .”

   "Threat letter?!"

  The four people in the car couldn't help repeating the word at the same time, with different tones.

  Jiang Xia quickly stated: "It must be very hard to investigate alone, I will be with you."

  Conan leaned over from the back seat: "I want to go too!"

  Mao Lilan: "..." Do these merchants like to put some problem places into the prize pool and sell them randomly? She just wants to come out and have fun...

  Suzuki Sonoko thought of the recent case, and was also a little tired, but seeing Jiang Xia was looking forward to it, she immediately wanted to join in the fun, and also went to Police Officer Sato: "Take me one!"

Miwako Sato laughed: "Of course I don't mind having a few more helpers, but this time you have to keep your investigations in check—after I decided on the itinerary for Hokkaido, I didn't know that the head of the Aphrodite group had already reported call the police."