Conan's Corpse Picker

After the three of them entered the door, the door with the spring behind it closed automatically. Shenbao Daxiong walked towards the compartment, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped and stared out of the window, showing horror.

The little policeman who was following him was startled, and looked over vigilantly.Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden pain in the back of the neck, and he was hit by a hand knife, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The other policeman came back to his senses slowly. After seeing this scene, he was about to yell after being stunned for a while, but suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen.

——Shenbao Daxiong pulled out the baton from the little policeman, pressed the switch, and slapped policeman No. [-].

The second policeman also slapped to the ground.

Shenbao Daxiong finished the work, stared at the people on the ground, showing a sneer, heh, naive policeman.

——It is impossible to go to the police station, and now I can fool the past.But later, after a little investigation by the police, they found that there were no children in his hometown, nor was there an eighty-year-old mother... huh?What he told the police just now seems to be seventy?Forget it, it’s something out of nothing anyway, and it doesn’t matter how old you are.

In short, as a prisoner with several cases on his back, Shenbao Daxiong couldn't stand the investigation at all.

Just now, the police's attention was distracted by that pervert, and he took the opportunity to escape. He should not be hunted down intensively, and it would not be easy to be caught up—after staying in this hotel for four years, Shenbao Daxiong is very familiar with the surrounding environment familiar.

He looked towards the window, ready to slip through the window.

But just as he took a step over there triumphantly, there was a sudden sound of fabric brushing above his head, and half a second later, his eyes went black.

——The familiar feeling struck again, someone put a dusty cleaning bag on his head from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a hand was clasped to his throat.A demonic voice sounded faintly close to him: "Controlled by a pervert? Forced to kill?"

Shenbao Nobita: "?!!"

... This voice is that person from last night!

He hasn't run yet?Still staying in the hotel? !

"..." Help, help! !

……

At the same time, Kazami Yuya was wandering in the aisle outside the bathroom.

Toru Amuro also seems to be a little concerned about the keyword "killing game". He is worried that the treasure Nobita who holds the clues has escaped, so he asks his subordinates to help keep an eye on it.

Kazami Yu also came over.

Then, not long after Shenbao Daxiong and the two policemen entered the bathroom, he vaguely heard a muffled sound, as if something fell to the ground.

Kazami Yuya: "...?"

No way.Those colleagues won't be knocked down within five seconds after entering the door.The suspect looks very hypocritical, and there are only two policemen...

He was a little confused because of this too fast "emergency situation", for a moment he didn't know whether it was someone who was knocked down, or someone's footsteps were heavy.

I'm debating whether to show up or not.At this time, there was another muffled bang in the bathroom next to the wall.

Compared with the ambiguous sound just now, the meaning of this sound is obvious now.

— as if someone had been slammed to the ground.

Kazami Yu also didn't dare to delay any longer, he pretended to be a tourist who also came to the toilet, stepped forward quickly, and pushed the door open.

Chapter 667 It's lively

After the door opened, Kazami Yuya saw three people in the bathroom at a glance.

Two of the policemen were motionless and had passed out.

Another was wearing a soiled hotel uniform with an opaque cleaning bag over his head.He wailed slowly, twisting and struggling.

"..."

Kazami Yu was also stunned for a moment by the scene of dying together.

Then it quickly became apparent that there seemed no reason for the police to suddenly put a cleaning bag over Shenbao Nobita's head and block his view.

Before contacting again, the "mysterious pervert" that Shenbao Daxiong said...

Kazami Yu also thought of something, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the window.

On the window frame at the side, there was a person sitting facing outside.

The man turned his head when he heard the movement at the door.

A fluffy black hair with natural curly hair and a pair of light-colored sunglasses on the bridge of the nose... These collocations are so familiar that Kazami Yuya shudders—he just climbed the ventilation ducts of the entire police station in Tottori Prefecture the day before yesterday, in order to find this A mysterious person whose surname is said to be "Kurosawa", but for some reason is always called "Matsuda" by Furuya-san.

...Who would have thought that he could not find it at the time, but now he suddenly met... Tottori and Gunma are not close, and Kurosawa came here with Mr. Furutani? !

Kazami Yuya's mind was spinning, and he was a little short-circuited for a while, struggling between "pretending to be an unknown passer-by" and "running over and holding the person down".

In just half a second, by the window, the mysterious man waved at him leisurely, and suddenly jumped out of the window with his hands, disappearing from Yuya Kazami's sight.

"..."

This movement of the man in black was so natural that Kazami Yuya even moved his hand reflexively, almost raised it and waved it back to say hello.

Fortunately, he finally came to his senses, with a straight face, he rushed to the window quickly.

With a glance, there was no one to be seen outside.

Kazami Yu also frowned, and was about to go out the window to chase after him.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a faint wind behind his head.

He instinctively became vigilant and turned sideways.Almost at the same time, a nightstick brushed against his ears and slammed heavily on the window frame.

Turning around, I saw Shenbao Daxiong getting up from the ground.

——Just now, after Shenbao Nobita recovered from the pain of being thrown, he stubbornly took off the cleaning bag on his head with the desire to survive.

Then with a vague glance, he saw Kazami Yuya standing at the window with his back to him.

"..." It was the mysterious pervert who dragged him to the mansion last night, tortured him for a long time, and threw him hard just now.

——Shenbao Daxiong immediately jumped out of such an idea.

……

After seeing this scene, he wanted to sneak to the door and escape.

But after thinking about it, I was too far away from the door. If I really ran, I would probably be caught right away.

Compared to this, the mysterious person with his back turned to him, who seemed to be attracted by something outside the window, was very close at hand.

Balancing the two, as a desperado with many lives in his hands, Shenbao Daxiong immediately turned evil and knocked over with a stick.

Then unfortunately Kazami Yuya dodged.

……

When the gangsters and the police officers in plain clothes were fighting in the bathroom.

In the corner, a pair of eyes were quietly watching this scene.

"..." It turned out to be murderous again. Showing your back to the outlaws seems to be a very effective way to ripen... Write it down, and go back and tell Jiang Xia.

——Beside the window, Matsuda Jinpei in the form of a ghost was quietly leaning on the window sill.He nodded thoughtfully while looking at the situation in the bathroom.

After clicking, I suddenly felt that such knowledge was not suitable for a just policeman, and I felt a little guilty.

But after a while, look at the murderous aura on Shenbao Nobita and the shikigami hanging on him...

Matsuda Jinping slowly convinced himself again.

...I am just a ghost.

And dealing with outlaws, how can it be called injustice? This is obviously called doing justice for the sky...

Like the psychic master, after skillfully suppressing his conscience, Matsuda leaned on the window sill, exposed half of his head, and continued to watch quietly.

……

Just now, after hearing that Shenbao Daxiong was coming to the bathroom.

Jiang Xia left the main body next to Toru Amuro and hung up the phone, while the consciousness turned on the puppet constructed by Matsuda Jinpei, and followed him, preparing to let Shenbao Daxiong understand the risk of dumping the pot, so that he can enter the game as soon as possible to take away Three shikigami on his legs.

After brushing up his sense of presence in front of Shenbao Nobita and warning him that the person being bullied is on the scene, Jiang Xia prepared to leave the scene in a low-key manner, and handed over the rest of the mess to Kazami Yuya who rushed in.

At the same time as he jumped from the window, Jiang Xia scattered the puppet, and his consciousness returned to the body.

However, Jiang Xia was not in a hurry to take back the bunch of shikigami and Matsuda Zhen lithographic ghosts that made up the puppets.

——In case Kazami Yu also overturned at Shenbao Nobita, then Matsuda Jinpei could come out and put on a sack again.

However, it turns out that although Kazami Yuya often overturns his car, he doesn't seem to overturn every time.

For example, this time, Kazami Yuya's actions were quite steady.

——After avoiding the sneak attack of Shenbao Nobita, he held down the opponent with a few tricks.

Then when Shenbao Daxiong yelled "I'm sorry, I was wrong!", he hit him with a knife on the neck, carried the fainted murderer away, and threw him on the only way for other policemen.

After that, Kazami Yu also adjusted the simple disguise on his face, hiding his merits and fame, and hurriedly fled the scene.

Matsuda Jinpei hugged the shikigami and watched the whole process, passed a message to Jiang Xia, and then returned to the tattoo space skillfully.

……

When there is chaos in the corridors and restrooms.

Hotel reception.

A tall, stylishly dressed woman walked into the hotel, her high heels knocked on the ground, and she walked towards the counter.

The receptionist was dozing off with his head propped up.

When someone knocked on the table with his fingers, he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

When he looked up, he met a plain pockmarked face.

"..."

The pockmarked girl raised her hand and brushed her long hair back.Then she leaned on the counter with her elbows, blinked her eyes, which were much more beautiful than her face, and glanced at his desk with interest, and asked at the same time, "Is there any room available?"

This type of hotel still uses paper registers like ledgers.

The front desk responded, hurriedly found the registration book, and handed it to the guest along with the pen.

At the same time, he took out another notebook and rummaged through the empty rooms.

The pockmarked girl took the pen, but didn't sign it right away.