Conan’s Corpse Picker

 Chapter 1993 1993【Gathering Uzuo Wool】

Conan is not as sensitive to organizational aura as Haibara Ai. He was more curious about another thing than the movement on the other side of the corridor.

No one else seemed to dare mention the arrogant real estate agent, so Conan looked at the only projectionist who had quarreled with him: "Does that person come to this cinema often?"

"Yeah." The projectionist also looked very confused, "He comes every day these days. And every time he comes, there are gangsters fighting in the theater."

 Harita Masaji entered the screening room, and the saleswoman quietly appeared again. She said angrily: "The timing is too coincidental. Those people must have been hired by him. He wants to use this method to force us to stop business!"

The old curator seemed to be the most resigned among the three movie theater members. He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, don't say anything without evidence, lest he turn around and accuse us of false accusations."

"Evidence..." The saleswoman suddenly remembered something and her eyes fell on Jiang Xia.

Jiangxia: "?"

The saleswoman looked him up and down, her eyes brightening: "I remember you seem to be a very famous detective, can you..."

"The theater will close down tomorrow. The guy didn't hire any gangsters today. Even if the detective wanted to investigate, he wouldn't be able to find anything. It's just a waste of money." A voice came from behind, interrupting her commission.

The restless college student in the theater came over. He took a digital camera, took a few photos of the theater, and then took a sneak peek at Jiang Xia.

　　Although he quickly looked away, the male college student was still curious: How did this high school student control five naughty children by himself? How can a private detective be so versatile? It doesn't look like there's anything special about it.

When Toshiyuki Ide looked at Jiang Xia quietly, the curator was also looking at him.

The old man sighed to the salesperson in a low voice: "Mr. Ide is here today too."

The staff of the theater all knew this college student. The saleswoman nodded and asked for permission: "He said today is the last day and he wanted to take some photos in the theater as a souvenir, so I agreed... It doesn't matter. Bar."

 Taking pictures is generally not allowed in movie theaters.

But it was the last day anyway. The curator smiled kindly and said: "Let him do whatever he likes. I remember that he likes this kind of special effects movies the most. He has come here often since he was a child. He is almost like the son of this cinema."

As he said that, the old curator thought of something and looked at his watch: "It's dinner time."

“!” The saleswoman was startled, “I forgot to order today’s work meal for everyone.”

 Old curator: “…”

 …Oh, forget it, it’s the last day anyway, so just make do with it.

The projectionist also came to look for food and sighed after hearing this: "You can't leave during the ticket sale period, so just wait until the next show starts to buy it. Anyway, there are not many guests now. If someone really wants to go on the way, When you come out to buy snacks, ask the lady at the ticket office for a favor. It’s the last day anyway, so they shouldn’t mind.”

Haihara Ai: “…” The atmosphere of this movie theater is quite bad.

But it’s true, it’s the last day anyway, so just get over it. and…

She looked up at Jiang Xia and saw that Jiang Xia was drinking coffee and eating popcorn. She seemed to be in a good mood, so she looked away and didn't think about it anymore: Anyway, the purpose of going out today has been achieved.   …

 Not long after, the second part of the series was launched. Jiang Xia and the others returned to the screening room and watched the movie.

 Slightly further back, second row from the bottom.

 A couple were leaning against each other, shoulder to shoulder. The man said proudly, "I remember this one! Later on, the monster will lay eggs inside Gomera."

The woman glanced at him. Although she was annoyed that someone had spoiled the movie right after it started, she also knew that it was her boyfriend who wanted to show how powerful he was, so she could only cooperate and scream in a low voice: "Oh, it's so disgusting."

 In the row behind the two of them, Haruda Masaji sat there, staring gloomily at the annoying couple.

Things haven't been going well for him lately—in fact, he usually has a small hobby, which is to occasionally go to the casino to gamble. Unfortunately, there have been some bosses recently, and by the time they came to their senses, they already owed a large amount of gambling debt.

He had to work harder, driving down the price of the cinema by being picky, causing trouble, and driving away the audience, hoping to sell it as soon as possible and get a large intermediary fee. But even so, it's still not enough to pay off the gambling debt.

If we squeeze all the money out of the company, we may be able to scrape together enough, but then the company may face bankruptcy.

 What’s even more annoying is that not long ago, he inquired with the buyer of the cinema, hoping to close the deal as soon as possible. However, the buyer was evasive in every possible way. When he asked, he realized that there was something wrong with the other party's capital chain, and he was still short of 1 million to raise funds to purchase the cinema. So until now, the two parties haven't even signed a sales contract - no wonder the buyer is so talkative and willing to use the "30th anniversary" as an excuse to cooperate with the cinema to delay the closing time.

“A shabby theater with few viewers still dares to charge such a high price. If it could be another 1 million cheaper, would I be as worried as I am now?”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He stared at the couple in front of him: He was already making trouble for others, yet there were still unsighted viewers who dared to come here. He simply didn't take him seriously.

Seeing that the young couple was still swaying, he kicked the other person on the back of the chair.

"Ah!" The lovers let out a short exclamation. They turned around in shock and saw a fierce-looking guy with "not a good person" written all over his face sitting in the back row with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth. He gave them a cigarette and gave them a malicious smile.

The man in the couple dared to be angry but dared not speak, but felt that not speaking would make him appear too cowardly, so he could only hold back one sentence: "What are you doing?!"

"Me? I'm Gomera." Haruta Masaji sneered and leaned closer, blowing a puff of smoke in their faces.

The lovers were startled and ran out of the cinema on the ground.

Hatsuta Masaji looked at them fleeing, and then he snorted coldly and leaned back in his chair again.

 But the short-term happiness gained from bullying ordinary citizens is obviously not comparable to the pressure of carrying huge gambling debts.

 He was anxious for a moment and suddenly remembered something.

“Someone actually wants to buy that piece of land in the sea from me. I’m afraid I’m not amusing myself. Someone will want that **** place? And even if the deal is done, I won’t get much commission.”

Hada Masaji rolled his eyes: "But I can't say for sure - the guy who bought the land is actually more persistent than I thought. If he really comes to the door, why don't I try to give him a hard blow?"

 (End of this chapter)