Conan's Corpse Picker

Vodka always felt something was wrong: "You showed her friend the relevant case, and she killed people with the specific method you chose? Is it such a coincidence?"

Chapter 134 The Winery's New Sharkman and His Code Name

Jiang Xia turned the topic back to the original place without changing his face: "I didn't expect it to be successful, so I didn't have time to report it."

Vodka always felt that there was a loophole, but after tasting Jiangxia's words, he felt that it made sense. The two thoughts fell into conflict, and his mind was stuck for a while, so he simply gave up thinking and entered the nodding mode: "Indeed..."

Jiang Xia praised: "Speaking of which, you specially gave me this task as an assessment because Chicun Gongjiang came to my place before. I didn't expect our assassination ideas to be so consistent."

Qin Jiu: "..." Actually not, the task is randomly assigned.

And for them, an assassination is an assassination, and such a roundabout method has never been considered.

However, for the sake of the organization's face, of course Gin would not say such a thing.

He nodded: "Go back, don't leave Tokyo these days."

Jiang Xia responded, got up and went out.

The door clicked shut.

Vodka stared at the door for a while, and gradually recovered, he still felt that something was wrong: "Boss, do you think this is just an ordinary coincidence? Maybe Chimura Gongjiang wanted to kill her husband, but Jiang Xia happened to be in time to kill her husband." on..."

Gin sneered: "Do you really believe this is a coincidence?"

Vodka nodded: "It's not impossible." I heard that there are more murders in places where detectives appear than in other places...

Qin Jiu responded with a cold snort at his naivete: "Haven't you ever wondered why Jiang Xia suddenly became a detective and was able to solve cases accurately every time in a very short period of time? In the words of those media - just like 'Seeing through the criminal's script'."

Vodka really didn't think about it.From his point of view, do you need to think about it? It must be because Jiang Xia has been receding recently and has had bad luck, so the cases have hit him one after another.

But Vodka didn't speak, because his elder brother seemed to have other ideas——

"Even for clues that look exactly the same, there are countless possibilities for their causes." Gin picked up the teacup, poured out some water, and asked Vodka, "How did the water on the ground come from?"

"...?" Vodka really wanted to check if the elder brother had a fever, but he didn't dare, so he could only answer honestly, "You poured it just now."

Gin nodded: "The sudden water stains on the ground may be the water flowing from the umbrella, it may be that the waiter didn't hold the teapot firmly when passing by, or it may be artificially poured - the person who poured the water may be you or me, Or anyone passing by, but when I asked you, you immediately said I poured it."

Vodka always felt that the words of gin seemed to be questioning, and the conditioned reflex took the blame: "Then... I poured that?"

Gin: "..."

He paused, pretending he didn't hear it, and continued: "Because you 'saw' my movements."

Vodka was taken aback.

In connection with what Qin Jiu said before, he thought hard for a while, and finally realized: "You mean to say that Jiang Xia can find the 'truth' from the countless behaviors corresponding to certain clues in just a few seconds, not Because his intuition is accurate, but he 'saw' the cause of those clues in advance?"

"That's right." Gin leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette, "Not only did he see it, but maybe even the 'script' was created and provided by him—just like how he treated Ikemura Koe."

Vodka recalled the number of Jiang Xia's solved cases, and suddenly felt chills behind his back: "He is actually using murder to brush up his detective qualifications, no wonder the cases he solved are always fancy and dramatic, but... there are many The case happened to him by accident."

Qin Jiu sneered and took a puff of smoke: "If you don't have his statement just now, just read this report, can you see that he had contact with Chicun Gongjiang before?"

Vodka thought carefully about the contents of the newspaper, and broke out in a cold sweat: "...I can't."

Jiang Xia is too scary, thanks to his face that looks like a good student, he is actually such a ruthless character who kills people behind his back... Is this the next generation of the organization?

At this time, Gin's cell phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw a message from Chianti: [Following up].

Vodka also caught a glimpse of the situation, and he was taken aback: "Any other missions?" Chianti is a sniper in the organization, and Gin often looks for her when performing assassination missions.But now, isn't Chi Cunxun dead...

"I asked her and Cohen to take turns watching Jiang Xia." Qin Jiu saw the doubts of his number one brother, "Jiang Xia has done a lot of similar killing exercises before, and there should be some means of clearing himself up, but Chi Cunxun and those miscellaneous before Once the police do the hard work to investigate, or there is a mistake in Chicun Gongjiang, Jiang Xia is at risk of being exposed."

"If exposed, then he's just a one-time killer who thinks he's smart." Qin Jiu looked out the window, he secretly took stock of his few available men, and thinking about Jiang Xia, he couldn't help but have a little expectation, "If No, when we meet next time... he will be an official colleague."

……

When Jiang Xia got home, she first sent a message to Hui Yuanai, telling her not to deliver meals these few days, and not to show her head off.

Hui Yuanai replied briefly [OK].

After a few minutes, the phone vibrated, Jiang Xia picked it up, and found that it was from Hui Yuan, this time there were a few more words: [Attention to safety]

Jiang Xia went back [ok].

Qin Jiu has taken man-marking measures in the past few days, and must investigate carefully, but Jiang Xia is not too worried.

——Chi Cun Gongjiang will not report him to the police, and it is useless to report him, because he is really innocent.

In addition, Jiang Xia's lies are not easy to find out - he does fiddle with the office's newspaper clippings every now and then, and Chimura Gongjiang's friends really come here very often. Multiple cats, each loves to run away from home.

So Jiang Xia continued his daily routine calmly. Only at night, he would put his eyes on Wutiangou and drive the ghost to float around to see if Chianti and Cohen, who were squatting in the distance, had left.

The two snipers were quite dedicated, squatting on the roof of the building regardless of the weather.

After a while, one afternoon, Jiang Xia finally received an email with a familiar yet unfamiliar address.

Familiar because he saw it in the spoiler.Unfamiliarity is because the owner of this address sent him an email for the first time.

Jiang Xia clicked on the email and found that it was indeed from the boss.He passed the examination of the organization.

The boss spent about two lines pouring him a little soul wine.

Then gave his code name at the end - OUZO (OUZO)

Jiang Xia: "..." This name sounds so dark...

He silently opened the Wuhen plug-in, checked it online, and found that it was a kind of Greek spirits. Not only was the liquor not dark, but it was quite white when mixed with water. A bottle of black wine.

However, at least the name of the wine is short and easy to pronounce, and it is not an overly weird name.

It took Jiang Xia a while to figure out what kind of wine she was in, and she put down her phone in satisfaction.

Afterwards, he drove around again in the foggy dog ​​in the form of a ghost tire, and found that the snipers were no longer there.

It seems that he successfully prostituted himself to the position of a full-time employee of the winery.Although I don't know what the use of this thing is...

Chapter 135 Hui Yuan Ai You Are Something Wrong

Jiang Xia confirmed that the snipers had left, and sent a message to Hui Yuanai, telling her not to stay in the basement anymore, but to go out for activities again.

After that, Jiang Xia also continued her daily life of waiting for the case.

After a few days, he remembered what Laobai had done, and decided to send a bottle to Hui Yuanai, so that she could have something to do—of course not from the body, this kind of behavior of "knowing too much" is more suitable for Anonymous.

Laobaigan is not very popular here, Jiang Xia visited several stores, and finally found it in a specialty store.In view of its scarcity, Jiang Xia always felt that if he bought it in person, if the boss of the store was as serious as the bartender before and asked him for his ID, he might be remembered by the boss.

This is actually not a big deal.

But in this kind of world that values ​​flags, if you really do that, maybe one day it will be punctured, which will lead to the main body being linked with the anonymous organization, destroying his peaceful daily life of picking ghosts...

So Jiang Xia decisively came to a conclusion—opening a vest to buy wine.

Xiaobai was excluded first in the vest.

It is still possible for Ontology to fool around and buy wine, but it is absolutely impossible for Xiaobai, unless the store owner wants to be invited to drink tea.

The remaining Miyano Akemi and Wu Tiangou made Jiang Xia a little tangled.

The tattoo of Miyano Akemi's puppet is very conspicuous on her face, and as a heroic beauty who jumps over a car with a bomb in her arms, she is deeply loved by various media, and she is constantly being brought up to this day. The exposure is a bit high, especially Diagonally opposite this specialty store is the news agency.

Compared to Miyano Akemi, Wutengu is much more low-key.It's tattooed on the back and best covered up.

In addition, although the soul body is a monk, the hair is an accessory. After the puppet is generated, the hair can be adjusted appropriately like the clothes. As long as there are enough shikigami, you can have a handsome hairstyle without worrying about the reflection of the top of the head. eye.

But these are the wings...

In all fairness, Miyano Akemi's vest is indeed more suitable for modern society.

But Jiang Xia really wanted to have the vest of a normal adult man.

He hid at home unwillingly, and tried several ways to hide his wings, such as wrapping a piece of cloth and pretending that he was carrying a cello on his back... However, because the wings were too symmetrical and still very large, after doing this, No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are carrying a coffin, and the rate of return is [-]%.

Tried for an hour, to no avail.

Jiang Xia sighed sadly in front of the mirror, and finally drove Miyano Akemi's puppet to buy wine.

He covered his eyes with a pair of wide sunglasses. Although he still attracted some attention, he managed to buy something smoothly.

After that, Jiang Xia hurried to a place where no one was around, switched the puppet to Xiao Bai, and slipped away with Lao Baigan in a low-key manner.

……

Hui Yuanai habitually stayed up late into the night, stretched her waist and went to the kitchen, planning to make some supper for herself.

Just as I touched the refrigerator door, suddenly the window was knocked twice from the outside.

Hui Yuanai turned his head to look, and met a person through the window.Startled, she instinctively pulled the curtains shut with a clatter.

After staying there for two seconds, she belatedly realized that the person outside the window looked a little familiar, it seemed to be Xiaobai—the child who pulled her out of the raincloth on the day she escaped from the organization.

The knocking sound paused for a moment, then continued, this time, a little harder than before, as if to express dissatisfaction.

Hui Yuanai stared at the curtains, feeling dizzy for a while.

After a period of comfortable days, she almost forgot about the Anonymous organization.At this time, members of this mysterious organization suddenly came to the door, Hui Yuanai felt that he should feel scared here.

But vision has too much influence on people. She always likes children, and Xiaobai is very good-looking, not to mention helping her. When Hui Yuan Ai thought of Xiaobai's appearance, she found that she couldn't be afraid at all, even Kind of craving coffee candy.

After struggling for a moment, Hui Yuanai walked to the window and opened the curtains again—Xiao Bai knocked louder and louder, and if this continues, it might wake up the doctor.

Moreover, he is a child after all, if he gets bored of knocking, and his childish attribute is awakened, and he just picks up a stone and smashes the window, it would be better to let someone in from the beginning.

After drawing the curtains, Hui Yuanai opened the window by the way.

Jiang Xia was very dissatisfied with her behavior of closing the window just now, and now seeing Hui Yuanai open the window, her mood value rose slightly—it seems that the deterrent effect of the puppet is still there.Hui Yuanai closed the window just now, probably not ignoring him, but just a conditioned reflex after being frightened.

The window sill of the doctor's house is a bit high, Jiang Xia handed the fragile old white stem to Hui Yuanai, and asked her to help hold it so that he could open the window by himself.

Hui Yuanai reached out to take it, and looked it up curiously.She originally wanted to grab Jiang Xia who was climbing the window, but before reaching out, she suddenly saw the alcohol level marked on the bottle - it seemed to be a bottle of wine, and the alcohol level was not low.

Hui Yuanai frowned.

She raised her eyes and looked outside, but she didn't see anyone else. Xiaobai seemed to be here alone.

That irresponsible anonymous organization not only lured children to do things for them, but even let the children go out late at night alone... Huiyuan Ai's impression of anonymous people fell again.

However, this is also beneficial.She looked at Xiao Bai, then thought about herself, her eyes moved slightly.

... Last time she was stunned by Xiao Baima, it was only because of lack of defense.And then she was just getting smaller and too weak.