Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 683 Are you here to deliver food?

  Maolilan opened the guestbook and turned to the last page.

  According to what the assistant on the mountain just instructed them, write carefully.

  "Suzuki Sonoko" enjoyed the time spent with Maurilan like a best friend, and leaned on her to remind: "And ホヅミ, note his name."

  [And ホヅミ]...Maurilan read like a note, while subconsciously following her words, she heard "Suzuki Sonoko" laughing, only to realize that she made a mistake. She paused with the tip of her pen and crossed out the word "and" as if nothing had happened.

  Then put down the pen, picked up the notebook and looked at it for a moment, then happily said, "It's done!"

   A few meters away, a figure was hiding in the corner, looking at this scene faintly, showing a sneer.

   "Suzuki Sonoko" suddenly glanced here, and there was a hint of impatient threat in the originally pure apricot eyes.

  The shadow was startled, and instinctively retracted behind the pillar.

   After dozens of seconds, Mian Guan Chensan, who had failed to peep, gradually regained his senses. He scratched his mottled gray hair at the temples.

   When he stuck his head out again in doubt, the two female high school students had finished writing, put down the guestbook, and went to pick up maple leaves next to the hotel with a smile.

  Mianguan Chensan: "..." I must have read it wrong just now.

  Thinking like this, he straightened his collar and, like a curious ordinary tourist, strolled to the guestbook and opened it to check.

Before   , after contacting the assistant director of the crew who had seen "The First Red Handkerchief", Mian Guan Chensan had been waiting here for news. The so-called "handkerchief that inspired the screenwriter" was actually what he used to mark the location of the corpse, but after so many years, Mian Guan Chensan had forgotten where the tree was and could only rely on this assistant.

   However, after contacting him, the assistant never called him again, and Mian Guan Chensan didn't want to be too eager or worried about causing the other party's curiosity or alertness.

  Because it was agreed that if he was not there, the assistant would write the relevant information on the register, so every time a guest came to leave a message in the hotel register, Mian Guan Chensan would stroll over after they left to have a look.

   However, I can't wait for the news I want, and all I see are thank you messages that I am satisfied with the service, or all kinds of strange opinions.

Seeing the passage of time, Mian Guanchen San was inevitably anxious, worried that the clerk had forgotten about this matter, and even more worried that the other party discovered something abnormal under the tree, discovered the bones in advance, and then called the police... He always listened to the movement outside and prepared for a If there are signs of the police coming, look for an opportunity to sneak away.

   Fortunately, there is not.

   And just now, Mian Guanchensan was relieved when he heard the two little girls open the guestbook and muttered the words.

   He realized that he had probably waited for the news.

   Having read the message with his own eyes, and after confirming the situation, Tatsuzo Mianguan closed the message book with satisfaction, showing a slightly relieved smile.

   Then go back to the room to change clothes and prepare to go up the mountain.

   Although five years ago, after he got rid of his competitors and succeeded as the secretary of the conference, he already had a group of younger brothers.

   But those subordinates, after all, are all mud participants. Mian Guanchen San didn't dare to let them take a step ahead and touch the skeleton of the other backbone - he had to see it with his own eyes first, deal with the possible flaws, and then pretend that what was buried in the ground was just a skeleton with no long eyes. Ordinary people, let the younger brothers help with the aftermath.

  …

In the    hall, Jiang Xia saw Mian Guanchensan flipping through the guestbook and remembered what happened on the mountain just now.

Since An Shitou told him all about the old red handkerchief just now, Jiang Xia couldn't pretend that he didn't find anything, so he picked up his mobile phone and tapped it again like a competent tool worker to fill it up for Anshitou. news, and told him that he met the staff member on the mountain.

   This news further confirms Toru Amuro's conjecture just now.

   He nodded, and before he could say anything, a man walked down the stairs next to him.

  ——The anxious Mianguan Tatsuzo has quickly changed into a convenient clothes.

   He passed the hall, casually walked out the gate, and after leaving everyone's sight, he walked quickly to the deep forest.

   A minute later, the two figures also left the hotel and fell far behind Mian Guan Chensan. This is Jiang Xia and An Shitou.

   As long as you get the evidence that Mian Guan Chensan killed the competitor, and catch the connection with another organization, this paddling task can be handed in.

  …

   Thick branches and leaves are piled up in the forest. Every time I set foot, the sound of the crunchy dead leaves makes my heart tighten slightly.

But fortunately at this time, the mountain wind was getting stronger, and the faint sound of wind and the shaking of leaves covered the sound of the tracking. In addition, the person being followed was striding forward, Jiang Xia and Anshitou did not cause Mian Guanchen. Three's attention.

but……

   Jiang Xia glanced behind the tree in the distance.

   On the way, he occasionally encountered some people hiding in the mountains, and the corresponding peeping eyes. I don't know if it was the younger brother that Mian Guanchensan brought to help, or a member of the peripheral organization that Anshitou found. The sky was already very dark, and when those people saw him and Amuro passing by, a faint murderous aura would occasionally emerge from their bodies.

   "..." Jiang Xia felt the murderous aura that was not high-end, but could be regarded as a standard ration, and counted the number of people he met along the way, and his heart moved slightly.

  …

  Amuro is not as half-hearted as Jiang Xia. When the paddling went back to paddling, he still instinctively concentrated his energy when he tracked it.

   Then he discovered that the direction Mian Guan Chensan was going was not the maple tree where the bones were buried.

   This veteran cadre who participated in the mud conference took a path with few people and went all the way to the top of the mountain.

   "..." Amuro Toru remembered the guest book in the hall. Further confirmation of the situation - the message did not have any code alluding to the location, but just a literal meaning: the assistant found the tree with the original red handkerchief, and then designated a conspicuous, well-known The place where they meet, so that I can take Mian Guan Chensan there.

   followed all the way, and the three of them came to the scene with their front and back feet.

   An artistic maple tree stands on the top of the mountain, with slightly drooping leaves, full of red handkerchiefs floating in the forest, like a group of miniature ghosts in red.

  Amuro Toru stopped at a distance, waiting for the two people in front to finish talking and go to the place where the body was hidden.

  …

   Ahead, the assistant Jiang Xia and the others met, the man surnamed ホヅミ, saw a figure approaching, and immediately realized that it was his generous client.

   He raised his hand, shook it towards Mian Guanchen, and said hello.

   At the same time, Hao Mi looked at Mian Guan Tatsuzo who was approaching, and slapped a small abacus in his heart.

   (end of this chapter)