Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 58

   Most of the time, Conan trusts his own judgment.

   And as far as he knew, ten seconds after the button was pressed, the bomb would explode. That is to say, if he does nothing, after ten seconds, everyone here will die!

  Conan flicked the switch on his sneakers, gritted his teeth and rushed to the briefcase, ready to kick it out the window.

  Although Gin said that the bomb would be detonated by a violent shock. Like getting kicked, or hitting a window... But now there's no time to do anything else, just take a gamble.

   However, Conan kicked out and kicked in the air.

  ——A figure passed by the corridor. When passing the briefcase, she leaned over a little, picked up the bag casually and left.

   That series of movements was too natural, too elegant, and very self-righteous, and the crowd subconsciously made way for her.

It took    two seconds for the flight attendant to react - it seemed that someone was stealing in person just now.

   They jumped up and chased Anonymous: "Please put down the bag!"

The location of the    briefcase is not far from the door.

   When the flight attendant caught up, Jiang Xia had already driven the puppet and walked to the door.

   He held the bag in one hand and pushed open the door with the other hand, and a gust of wind poured in, blowing the puppet's long black dress into the air.

   Fortunately, as a criminal who robbed a bank, Akemi Miyano did not forget to consider practicality when she was smug. She added some designs to this skirt, no matter how the skirt flies, it will not be higher than the knees, and it is even more maddening than safety pants.

  …

  The automatic doors on the Shinkansen in this era have emergency stopcocks. When activated, the device opens the door's air or electrical circuit, making the door manually openable.

   Jiang Xia also remembered the setting that the bomb would explode within 10 seconds.

   So he walked over there before the short-haired woman finished dialing.

   Up to now, when the puppet was standing by the door and others surrounded, there were still seven or eight seconds left in the countdown to the explosion.

   Jiang Xia looked at the expressions of a group of people who wanted to step forward but didn't dare, and was very satisfied with this situation.

   In this way, in the future, if anyone is arrested to inquire about today's affairs, they will remember the one who grabbed the bag and jumped out of the car... No, it was the anonymous name who stole the bomb and sacrificed himself, not some innocent passengers passing by in the car.

   And "jumping something with a bomb", like "you can't turn back when it explodes", is a romantic achievement that must be brushed when there is a chance.

   was very different from Jiang Xia's good mood. In the crowd, the short-haired woman who had lost her briefcase was very anxious - in her opinion, the bag contained precious information that she had spent a lot of money on.

   She shouted in a gaffe: "Give me the bag, the rest is easy to discuss, you can say whatever you want!"

  Conan also climbed onto the back of the chair and reminded loudly: "Throw away the bag, the bomb is about to explode!"

   In Jiang Xia's script, an anonymous line is required here.

   But unfortunately, there is no time - if the above two people didn't talk about it, then Jiang Xia would still have time to talk, but now, how can Anonymous talk to others, it's too out of style...

   Jiang Xia could only let go without saying a word when the car door turned around the cut point.

   He adjusted the actual weight of the puppet, and by the way, he used the skirt to adjust the direction secretly, so that the puppet flew out of the bridge erratically and gracefully and fell down like a kite.

  The people in the car stared blankly at Anonymous falling out of sight. Immediately after, a large group of fire bursts from under the bridge.

  …

   Due to a sudden explosion, the Shinkansen came to an emergency stop.

   During this time, Jiang Xia looked back on what happened just now and regretted it a little.

  ...I always feel that the dance is not perfect.

   If only I could say my lines before the short-haired woman could speak.

   Or, if Conan is locked in the toilet sooner, there will be one less line grabber... tsk, pay attention next time.

   Jiang Xia sighed silently.

  Suzuki Sonoko and Maurilan looked at him worriedly.

   After a while, the two girls looked at each other and lowered their heads in frustration.

   They were originally looking for Jiang Xia to relax. Who knew that before he got to the place, he encountered this kind of incident again.

  Although they were not there at the time, I heard that a person with a bomb jumped out of the car unprotected. The police could not find the body, because the place of the crash happened to be a river. It seemed that the people had been blown up and the body parts were washed away by the running water.

   Maurilan was even more depressed.

  ——There were not many passengers who witnessed the scene of jumping from the car. This incident was quickly spread on the car with all the fuel, accompanied by all kinds of regretful laments.

Therefore, not long after the incident, Mao Lilan heard that the deceased was a black dress, wearing the same color sun hat, caring for the world, full of holy light, when he was not smiling, he looked like the most perfect marble sculpture, but when he smiled like an angel A very kind woman who came into the world.

  Although the last few lines are a bit abstract... But when it comes to the black dress and the same-color sun hat, the beautiful sister who helped her stop the bear child immediately came to Mao Lilan's mind.

   Such a good person has disappeared like this... When Mao Lilan thought of this, his nose became sore, and he picked up a handkerchief and covered his face.

  Other people in the car are also silently remembering the stranger who saved them.

Although the question of "why not just drop the bomb and leave the car in the car" occasionally pops up, but this kind of question, if you think about it a little, feels like a blasphemy to the victim, so no one finally mentioned it. People concentrate on mourning.

   The police arrived quickly, and the short-haired woman was taken away.

Before    left, she tearfully pleaded with the police to continue to search for people in the river, even if only the body was left to rest in peace. She also said that if the person who jumped from the car had no family, she could pay for the burial.

   (end of this chapter)