Conan's Corpse Picker

Because at this time, when he heard "something like a cigarette", he also remembered something, looked out the window, and felt a little puzzled.

——Speaking of which, why does Wu Tiangou like the pack of cigarettes on Jiang Xia so much?In the woods before, before he had time to take a closer look, the smoke was taken away by Wu Tiangou... Kidd recalled carefully, and found that before, at the scene of the crime, he met Jiang Xia who had just smoked. At that time, The smell on Jiang Xia's body is indeed different from ordinary cigarettes.

...Tsk, Jiang Xia must be forced to sell drugs for the scumbag boss.Or are you stressed enough to go astray with these things to decompress?

Thinking of this, "Jiang Xia" couldn't help but also glanced at Toru Amuro.

Next to him, Zhen Jiangxia propped his head, watching the reactions of these two people: "..."

...felt strange pots flying around in the air.

However, the matter between Bourbon and "Phantom Thief Kidd disguised as Jiang Xia" has nothing to do with Uzo...

They were silently watching and eating melons. At this moment, Toru Amuro seemed to be aware of some kind of watching as if watching a theater, and suddenly glanced at Zhen Jiangxia.

Then, as if remembering something, she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Xia's cigarette pocket at this time.

Jiang Xia: "..."

... This undercover agent is also too sensitive to sight.

He pretended nothing happened, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

At the same time, he thought idly, it's time to drive the vest of "Uzo" and go buy some real cigarettes in a fair manner.

At that time, if the clerk asks him to show his ID again, he will be able to flick the adult ID on the table inadvertently, unimpeded in the smoking and drinking places... When he buys back the cigarettes, he will add a little imperceptible alcohol to it. Thin ghost mint.This can not only satisfy Matsuda's little hobby of smoking, but also add a mysterious and mature filter to himself with smoke special effects, and will not waste too much ghost mint, and the taste will not be the same as Jiang Xia's smoke...

It's a pity that time is tight this time, and I didn't have time to prepare cigarettes.And in this case, smoking is not very convenient...

The next time you go on stage, you must bring props with you.

Jiang Xia nodded secretly in her heart.

……

The "host" who tells the story is just a machine after all, unable to see the small movements of the guests.

He continued to tell the bloody story: "Other guests also got the traveler's 'cigarettes' one after another, and the venue began to be filled with thick smoke. After a while, some people began to scream like hell and left themselves. The target artwork ran wildly; some people burst into tears as if they were begging for someone's forgiveness, and couldn't stop no matter what; some people held a pen with excitement and kept stabbing their wrists...

"In the end, all the guests started to frantically snatch the artworks, and even picked up the famous knives and swords that were auctioned, and slashed and killed each other. The whole annex turned into hell.

"After this nightmarish night, there were eight dead people and more than a dozen comatose guests at the auction.

"And those two travelers who lost their way on a stormy night took a lot of art and disappeared."

After the "host" finished speaking, he temporarily stopped talking.

The hall fell silent as the detectives digested the untrue story.

The maid looked at the timetable and started serving tea according to the meal time.

Amidst the gurgling sound of the tea liquid filling the porcelain cup, the host's hostile voice sounded again:

"If you don't have a clue, you can try to replay the tragic tragedy 40 years ago-tonight, there can only be one guest who leaves the castle, let me see the ugly scene of you killing each other.

"However, looking for treasure in such a large villa is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Here is a little tip for you--

"'Two travelers looked up at the sky in the night, the devil came to the castle; the king fled with the treasure, the princess shed tears on the chalice, begging for forgiveness, the soldiers swung their swords and killed themselves, blood stained the land.'

"...Hehe, although it is just a hint, I think it can also be used to predict what will happen in this annex."

Jiang Xia took a sip of tea and was a little distracted: If the "prophecy" comes true and there is a massacre here tonight, the detectives will definitely take a lot of murderous looks, and maybe a few ghost fetuses will be lost... However, from a rational point of view, the detectives probably There is no such thing as "mutual killing" at all.

...However, referring to Conan, the detectives in this world seem to have the potential to be a dramatist.If they followed the wishes of the "organiser" and staged massacres seriously, maybe they could really generate some murderous intent?

Jiang Xia remembered that when he was invited to watch the set, he had gotten some murderous intent from senior actors—when he entered the show, those veteran actors really wanted to kill their targets.

It's a pity that such scenes are not available all the time. There are only a few famous actors who can be realistic enough to produce murderous looks, and most of them are one-offs—either they are killed suddenly, or they are killed suddenly and then caught. Quickly change the scene...

Chapter 596 Don't Hold Someone's Head

In short, I hope that the acting skills of famous detectives will pass.

...It would be even better if it dropped some murderous aura with a special taste.For example, Detective White Horse looks like he has great potential. After all, this is Kidd's lifelong enemy, and he has even speculated that Kidd is Kuroba Kaito...

On the other side of the table, Tan Baima suddenly felt a chill behind his back, he sharply raised his head, and together with his eagle, looked at the young man in black on the opposite side.

Seeing that the other party was caught peeping, he didn't panic. He just looked at him for a moment and showed a meaningful smile.

The mermaid noticed the interaction between the two sides, thought for a moment, then suddenly grew bigger, and jumped at the eagle in the white horse Tan's hand - she is the only big ghost that can inflate into a normal human shape among the current ghosts.

The naive Eagle did not expect that the strange "similar" around him suddenly became so huge, his whole body froze, and his hair exploded into a ball, looking as if he was frightened by Jiang Xia's smile.

The mermaid looked at the hair ball in front of her and was satisfied.

She reached out to touch the eagle's head, and then it changed back to the size of a mini pillow, and slowly floated back to Jiang Xia's side.

Jiang Xia: "..." Don't use murderous intent on strange things!

...But the effect is not bad.

So he pretended he didn't see anything, looked away, and drank tea gracefully.

The other detectives were not familiar with the white horse detective's eagle, and they were always surprised when they saw it, and they didn't feel anything wrong.

Their attention is more on the host.

Regarding the organizer's proposal of "playing a massacre game in which the winner lives to the end", no one planned to cooperate with him.

Although the "host" is a plastic mannequin, given that there are cameras in the restaurant, the real host may be peeping behind the camera and can hear their voices.

So the detectives still said what they wanted to say to the plastic shell.

Gun Tian Yumei leaned back in her chair and laughed: "Are you kidding? The premise of killing each other is to 'mutually'—we don't have time to play this boring survival game with you."

The plastic "host" let out a cold snort as if he had guessed their attitude:

"Don't any of you want to quit this survival game, because you have long been confused by the bloody smell left here, and you can't get out-come on, this game, when one of you makes the first scream ,begin.

"Also, listen carefully—those who find the treasure, immediately come to the room on the fourth floor of the central tower, and enter the location of the treasure into the computer. I will naturally follow the agreement, give away half of the treasure, and leave here way to tell you."

The cowboy detective's voice was colder than that: "I won't accompany you. I'm not interested in treasure hunting." Besides, you blew up my car... He looked at the flames and shadows outside the window, full of anger, and strode towards the restaurant door.

Qianjian Jiangdai looked at this friend and reminded: "According to the host, the bridge and the road have been blown up."

The cowboy detective has long thought of this: "This is a deep mountain, not an isolated island. No matter how exaggerated he described it, as long as we want to go, we will definitely be able to go out. At worst, we will survive in the wild for a few days..."

bang-

Next to it, there was a sudden sound of a stool falling to the ground.

The cowboy detective was startled, and followed the prestige with the others.

Seeing the gourmet detective with a grim expression, he stood up while pinching his own neck.He stumbled and staggered, and opened his mouth wide at the same time, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a word, and fell to the ground.

The place where the gourmet detective fell to the ground was not far from Jiang Xia.

In the silence, Jiang Xia walked around the seat of Grandma Qianjian, walked to his side, and lowered her head to look at him meaningfully.

Then calmly said: "It's hopeless."

On the opposite side, Baima heard this sentence, instinctively clicked the pocket watch, and whispered the time: "The time of death is 22:34:51..."

After speaking, thinking of Watson's attitude towards the young man in black, he was not at ease, so he ran over to check on himself.

Then he sighed: "It is indeed dead."

Guntian Yumi also came closer to explore: "The lips are not showing signs of turning blue or purple, and besides... there is a bitter almond smell."

Jiang Xia: "..." It's you again, potassium cyanide.

……

Considering the onset time of potassium cyanide, a group of detectives ruled out the problem of dinner and looked at the after-dinner black tea on the table.

Chigen Ryodai took out a coin with copper rust, put it in the food detective's tea and dipped it.

Seeing that the coin was still in the original dull color, she shook her head: "There is no oxidation-reduction reaction, so it shouldn't be a problem with the tea."

The host's voice came just right:

"Okay, the game has officially started. Even if you are not looking for treasures, you should concentrate on the game for your own lives. In addition, I have thrown a lot of poisonous snakes around here, you'd better not pick them lightly...%￥am;* "

The voice behind became a little muffled.

The detectives who observed the corpse were startled, and followed the reputation to look at the plastic host.

I saw the young man who called himself Kurosawa, walking to the side of the host at some point.He observed for a moment, stretched out his hand, and pulled off the "host"'s head naturally.

Detectives: "..."

They were slightly stunned by this sudden behavior.

Immediately afterwards, it was discovered that something was wrong - as the head was pulled out, two wires were exposed under the host's head, and two palm-sized machines were connected there.

Jiang Xia politely supported the host's head with one hand, picked up the machine with the other hand and looked at it, and secretly accelerated the progress bar: "It's a timer and a tape. What he said was recorded in advance."

Toru Amuro turned to the maid and confirmed, "Is the time for you to serve the food set in advance by the host?"

The maid nodded: "The time is written on the flow sheet, accurate to the minute."

"..."

What I said was recorded in advance, and the serving time was also stipulated in advance...

It can be seen that it is not the same as what they thought just now: the host is not hiding somewhere, observing the situation while talking to the detectives with a dummy.

Instead, everything is prepared in advance.

That is to say...

"The murderer is probably among us." Baima Tan frowned, "Besides, he was probably convinced from the very beginning that he could kill someone successfully. That's why he said the 'first scream'." Come as prophesied."

The other detectives nodded, and they all had the same idea.

The Cowboy Detective was also thinking about his car.

He suggested: "We can't just listen to the nonsense of the 'host', let's go out and see the situation first—maybe the heavy rain will affect those timing devices or bombs, causing some cars to fail to be blown up on time... If That's it, we can drive to find our way from the mountains, so naturally we don't have to worry about the 'poisonous snakes dropped in the mountains' she said."

Chapter 597 Surviving Without a Car

Looking out of the window of the restaurant, you can see a corner of the parking lot.

But can't see the whole picture.