Conan's Corpse Picker

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"First guest tonight."

Behind the large desk, suddenly came a malicious voice: "Welcome."

Qin Jiu turned his head abruptly, his pupils constricted slightly, and he was shocked to find that he was no longer in the safe house with strict security measures, but was standing in another completely unfamiliar place.

——It looks like a Victorian-style office here, with a large interior area and classical and complicated decorations on the walls.

Gin was standing in the center of the office at this time, and by the wall on his left was a dark red solid wood desk, behind which sat a strange young man.

When Qin Jiu turned his head to look over, he had already pulled out the gun in his pocket, loaded it quickly, and aimed the gun at the only living person besides himself, full of murderous aura.

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When Jiang Xia entered the space of consciousness as a cameo "Anonymous boss", she didn't use her usual face, but the form of her own soul.He looks different from "Jiang Xia Tongzhi", and Qin Jiu will not recognize him.

Although I have already guessed that the organization cadres who walk on the line of life and death every day are suddenly dragged to such an unknown and terrifying place, and their murderous intent will definitely come out as if they don't want money.

But Jiang Xia didn't expect the effect to be so good.

- A few seconds after the gin arrived, I just greeted him in a friendly manner.Comrade Model Worker's murderous aura surged out in an instant, almost filling up the entire office.

Jiang Xia happily stopped talking for a while, and made a common gesture of a boss with his hands folded and his chin supported, quietly watching Qin Jiu, waiting for him to continue to take risks.

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However, it is a pity that although Jiang Xia wants to continue this good time for a while, another person here is obviously completely opposite to his happy mood.

Even the next second after seeing the environment clearly, Qin Jiu suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun, took aim and pulled the trigger, as if planning to strike first, catch people first and then slowly ask about the situation.

"Bang—" There was a gunshot full of killing intent.

What flew out of the muzzle at high speed was not a bullet, but a plain white flower.

The flower catapulted towards Jiang Xia like a white flag, and before it hit him, it burst open again, and it floated down like a parachute, and landed precisely on his outstretched hand.

"Did you bring your own memorial flowers in advance?" The young man behind the desk praised in a tone of "you are very sensible", "If you fail to clear the customs and die unfortunately, we will do what you wish to adorn your tombstone."

"..." Qin Jiu looked at the trash with his eyes, and looked at his gun with a livid face, and his murderous aura grew even stronger.

He suddenly slammed the gun to the opposite side of the desk as if throwing a hidden weapon. At the same time, he slammed on the ground and rushed in like a falcon, quickly closing the distance between the two of them, planning to strike.

But before he stepped on the desk and kicked down the pretentious guy on the boss chair, including the chair and him, two figures suddenly fell silently on top of Gin Jiu's head.

——The two women actually seemed to pass through the ceiling, one left and one right, relying on their highly strengthened muscles and reflexes, as well as gin, they didn't expect that people could fall from the sky by surprise, and fell from the sky, killing the black-clothed killer Fasten it firmly to the table.

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Two people who appeared suddenly, one in a black dress and the other in a white dress, the clothes were of the same style, and they both wore masks of the same color on their faces—it was Miyano Akemi and Miss Spider.

Although as a thug, Matsuda Jinping's image is more suitable.But Matsuda Jinping is now "Uzuo's subordinate".If you want to continue the list and resources of the Peaceful White Whoring Organization, it is not good to let him show up arrogantly at the home court of Anonymous.

——Although the puppet made of Matsuda Jinhira is not exactly the same as Matsuda Jinhira's appearance.But Gin doesn't rely on face to recognize people.

It would be troublesome if Qin Jiu forcibly associated "Uzuo's younger brother" with "anonymous cadre" because of that highly similar curly hair.It is safer to let other ghosts appear here.

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Qin Jiu never thought that he would be controlled by two slender women in his lifetime.

He glanced at the two men gloomyly, and suddenly noticed something, and quickly recognized them by one of the familiar black dresses: "...Anonymous?"

At the same time, Gin quickly glanced at the clock on the wall from the corner of his eye, and found that the time was just right - the current clock seconds were half a minute after he put on that strange pair of glasses.

There is no deviation in time.In terms of somatosensory, Gin didn't have any fragmented sense of losing consciousness such as "fainting" or "being anesthetized".Just now, his vision blurred for a moment.

"..." Qin Jiu was thoughtful, and some inferences suddenly popped up in his mind: it was impossible for him to be transferred from the safe house to such a place in a short period of time.So, even though it feels unbelievable, those who came here...

Maybe it's just his consciousness?

——This is just like the "holographic game" that Anonymous announced at Sindora's game press conference a while ago!

Qin Jiu: "..." The technology of this organization has developed to the point where it can pull people into the "game" with only a pair of glasses close to the brain without the heavy game cabin?

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"Okay, how can you treat guests from afar like this."

Jiang Xia tapped on the large desk with his fingers, and condemned the two subordinates, one black and one white, as if he didn't order the arrest just now.

The two ghosts glanced at the murderous Gin, reluctantly let go, and retreated to the side.

Qin Jiu straightened up with a cold face, straightened his crooked hat, glanced at the two women staring at him from the corner of his eye, and temporarily gave up the attack.

——Since it is a "game space", this group of "organizers" can of course adjust their body values ​​at will, cheat in fighting and any other aspects, and even turn other people's guns into toys.

He wasn't going to be overwhelmed by anger and make such useless struggles that had no chance of winning.

In comparison, it is better to listen to what the mysterious young man in front of him is looking for him to do—maybe this will be an important conversation on behalf of the two organizations.

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However, the important conversation did not start.

The young man on the opposite side glanced at him, and seemed to realize what Qin Jiu wanted to say, so he waved at him casually: "Wait a minute, everyone hasn't arrived yet."

"...?"

There was a slight sound behind him.

Qin Jiu turned his head sharply, and saw the two black and white women, one of whom pushed a chair over and motioned for him to sit down; the other walked to the window of the office and closed the curtains with a clatter.

The room suddenly became dark, and patterns like water waves suddenly appeared on the wall.

After a while, the wall was completely flattened like a surveillance screen, gradually revealing several figures on it.

"In fact, including you, I invited a total of four guests."

Jiang Xia picked up the pure English black tea at hand, intending to take a sip gracefully.

But after smelling it, it didn't taste very good, so in the end, he only pretended to touch his lips, put down the cup again, and continued: "It's just that their efficiency is not as high as yours, and the speed of unsealing the 'invitation letter' is also slow." Everything is very slow... I have to trouble you to wait a little longer."

Gin glanced at the large and comfortable leather chair behind him, then at the young man sitting relaxed on the boss chair, and suddenly felt that in a place like the office, where the other party was sitting while he was standing, it was as if he was a person listening The same as the training subordinates...so he simply sat down too.

He leaned against the back of the chair, tapped the armrest unconsciously with his fingertips, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind:

Besides myself, there were actually three other people.

And just now, when the anonymous cadre next to him provoked him, he seemed to have said the word "clearance".

Coupled with the previous holographic game of "kill the second generation if you don't pass the level" that shocked the whole of Japan...

Several pieces of information flashed through my mind in an instant, forming a brand new guess.

Gin Jiu paused for a moment as he tapped on the armrest, and his face sank: Could it be that the unknown group of mysterious guys felt that the group of children was not enough, so they boldly targeted the cadres of the black organization?

Qin Jiu: "..." I don't know if the other three "guests" are my colleagues or guys from other organizations.

If the former...

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1173【Bermode Admission】

A few figures appeared in Qin Jiu's mind, and he vaguely had a bad guess.

Sure enough, the next second, the guess came true.

——After the "monitoring screen" on the wall lit up, it quickly split into three pieces.

Before the above picture was fully formed, soon, one of the pieces was maximized, occupying the entire scope of the "projection".

And the figure reflected in it is also clearly presented.

——It was a woman, tall and slender, with cold white skin, wet blond hair hanging down her back, and only a bath towel wrapped around her body... But even just a back view is enough to make people recognize her identity——Ke Rhys Wynyard.The world-renowned international film star is also the "Belmode" who enjoys a preeminent position in the organization.

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The reason why Belmode didn't pick up the glasses in time is obvious.

——She was soaking in the bath again just now, and it was still the bubble bath that she had to rinse off before going ashore.

Although he has noticed the flickering of the glasses a long time ago, and doesn't mind playing with a pair of strange glasses like a mobile phone while taking a bath, Belmode, who is extremely hostile to "Shirley", doesn't want to get this pair of glasses wet. There are quite a few small institutions on it, and things that are related to Shirley.

So she hurriedly washed off the foam, dried her face and hands, picked it up to study it, and then went through a mental journey like the gin just now, and put the glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Qin Jiu couldn't help showing a look at his teammate Pig.

Almost at the same time, he heard the strange young man behind the desk next to him chuckle. There was not much sarcasm in his voice, but in the current scene, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a ruthless mockery .

Qin Jiu: "..." Thinking about just now, I also stepped into the trap so unknowingly, and the guy behind the table saw the whole process and made similar ridicule...

The veins on Qin Jiu's forehead jumped up suddenly, and he wanted to touch the gun again.It's a pity that the gun has long been replaced by the shameless Anonymous with a magic prop that sprays flowers, and it was thrown out by him as a hidden weapon just now. Now it is lying in the corner, and it is impossible to walk over and pick it up...

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Jiang Xia was sitting quietly watching, when he suddenly felt something on the way.

He tilted his head slightly, and saw that for some reason, the murderous aura of gin had once again skyrocketed a lot.

Jiang Xia: "..." This kind of temper is really good, a little poke can explode a huge amount of murderous aura, I suggest that others learn more from Qin Jiu...

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Belmode took a bath to delay some time, but he quickly and smoothly did the same thing with Gin, entered the same place, and experienced similar shocks.

However, after all, when she came here, an unlucky old acquaintance had already arrived one step ahead.Therefore, Belmode was calmer than the gin just now.

Belmode also knew about the holographic game that "gambled on the lives of the second generation", and even among the "players" captured by Noah, there were people she paid close attention to.

So now, Belmode glanced at the clock in the room, then looked at the gun in the corner of Gin, and quickly understood: "...game?"

After a pause, she looked at the young man sitting calmly behind the desk, and narrowed her narrow and charming glasses slightly: "Are you the mastermind behind this holographic game?"

As he said that, murderous intent surged out, and the office was filled with the smell of apples and wine.

Miyano Akemi and Ms. Spider sniffed the air secretly, with a blush of joy and confusion on their faces.Fortunately, they were all wearing fancy masks, no matter what expressions they made, the two organization cadres would not see them.

Jiang Xia's smile became more gentle unconsciously.

He stretched out his hands to the two people in front of him, and made a gesture that seemed to welcome and invite a handshake: "Hello, this is the first time we meet."

According to common sense, next, he should take the initiative to introduce himself.