Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 833 Weird passenger plus Geng to the leader [Jun Moxi rx dance]

  The cat puppet is very small, and it saves a lot of murderous energy without expanding into a leopard. Even if the distance from the main body is increased, as long as it is not too far away, the consumption of murderous aura will usually not exceed that of a humanoid puppet.

   However, as the distance increases, the communication delay between them will inevitably become very high.

   Before Jiang Xia heard the meowing ghost words from the cat, Mao Lilan’s voice first sounded in his ear: “Jiang Xia, there are dead people below!”

  Conan: “!”

   Jiang Xia also synchronized: “!”

  …

  The two detectives who were different from the true and false got up at the same time, and while listening to Mao Lilan’s description of the situation at the time, they followed her to the elevator entrance and took the elevator down.

   The three went down from the top floor to the negative first floor and ran to the lounge.

  The elderly guard seemed to finally realize that something was wrong. At this time, he was looking at the door of the lounge suspiciously, wondering what happened.

  Nakamura Yusuke had already escaped from the room with the corpse. At this time, he was sitting at the door, his head buried in the palm of his hand, and he looked shocked and sad.

  Three high school students ran close and stopped in front of him.

   Belmod, disguised as a bad girl, walked out from nowhere and sneaked into the team without a sound.

  …

   Jiang Xia looked at Yusuke Nakamura’s calf and asked with concern, “What’s wrong?”

   “Mr. Jiang Xia, Yukiko she…” Nakamura Yusuke sighed sadly halfway through his words. He looked at the door of the lounge, as if unable to speak, and finally just shook his head.

   A group of people followed his line of sight, looking towards the lounge, plus the information provided by Maorilan just now. As a qualified high school detective…

   Jiang Xia didn’t talk to Nakamura Yusuke any more.

   He hurried to the lounge and pushed open the door.

   looked down while pushing.

   As expected, Conan ran over, and the two moved almost in sync.

   Jiang Xia withdrew his gaze and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

  ——I am more and more like a serious detective.

  …

  The two entered the lounge, came to the corner of the room, and lifted the blanket that was on the ground.

   A woman with long hair was revealed under the blanket. The woman lay on the ground, motionless, her hair disheveled.

   Jiang Xia reached out and brushed away her thick hair, probed the side of her neck, and sighed: “…really dead.”

  … This is not a sabotage scene, this is just a review measure in conjunction with first aid measures. After all, Yusuke Nakamura said she was “probably” dead. Not to mention that he must have died.

Next to   , Conan really has no objection to this kind of inspection behavior.

   He just frowned at the corpse’s neck – there were obvious pinch marks, and even the fingerprints of the fingers were clearly discernible.

  …

   Not long after, the police arrived.

   It was the busy Mumu police department again.

“We asked the doorman who is in charge of keeping the keys to the lounge – the only ones who have borrowed the keys today are members of your band.” Meguro Police Department said while looking at Yusuke Nakamura, who is the leader of the band, “Can you contact me? How many others?”

   Nakamura Yusuke nodded and wiped his face. It’s like trying to recover from grief.

   Then he started contacting a few colleagues.

   – In addition to him and the dead, there are three other people in the band.

  …

   While the forensics department is still preparing tools.

  Conan hid beside Jiang Xia, sneakily pulled the hair of the deceased away, and saw her shoulder—a strange green mark was on her shoulder.

   “…What is this?” Conan approached suspiciously.

   Jiang Xia took a closer look: “Looking at the material, it’s a bit like a crayon.”

   “…Crayons?” Conan looked around, but there was nothing related to crayons in the room at all.

   Instead, he looked up and was immediately spotted by the sharp-eyed police.

   Sato Miwako came over, ruthlessly took the person away, and added by the way: “Don’t disturb your brother Jiang Xia to solve the case.”

  Conan: “…” He looked at Jiang Xia, who was left unattended, and went away unwillingly. Obviously he is also a detective!

  Bermaud looked at Conan who had just been carried out the door and immediately tried to slip back next to the corpse. He smiled and confirmed a certain guess in his heart.

   Then she ignored this unsuspenseful detective contest and turned to look at Maorilan.

  …

  Maolilan was standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall opposite the lounge, looking down at the door silently.

  Belmode: “…” Angel is probably feeling sad for the person who lost his life. Although she felt that she didn’t need to give too much affection to this kind of passerby who she had never seen before, but…

   She walked to Mao Lilan and wanted to say a few words of comfort.

   However, after getting closer, Maolilan could see her face clearly through her drooping hair. Belmod suddenly felt that something was not right.

  ”…” How does it feel? Judging from Angel’s expression, she doesn’t seem to be afraid of sadness, but seems to be… thinking?

  Bermode hesitated for a moment and asked, “What’s wrong?”

  Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, recovered from his meditation, and touched his chin: “I always feel a sense of disobedience, but I can’t think of what’s wrong…”

  Belmode: “…That’s it.”

   She watched Mao Lilan touching her chin, her eyes twitched, and she suddenly felt that this appearance coincided with the look of Uzzo when she was thinking.

  …And then think about it carefully, it seems that the same movement, I used to love doing it when coolguy didn’t get smaller.

  Belmode: “…” Detectives are so contagious.

   In the past, angel was weak and strong. Although it’s still the same now, I always feel that the word order should be changed to be strong and weak… The image of a muscular girl suddenly appeared in her mind.

  Bermaud was silent for a while, and pressed the strange picture in his mind.

   She walked to Mao Lilan, followed her line of sight and glanced at the scene in front of her.

   Then it quickly became clear what was wrong.

  Bermode smiled silently, raised her hand, and touched her chin like a detective… Halfway through the touch, she froze slightly, then lowered her arm, and turned it around her chest.

  …Cough, in short, after the “viewing” in the semi-cheating mode with the acquiescence of Uzo, she already understood Uzo’s script this time.

  It’s a pity that the situation on Kogoro Mouri’s side is still unknown…I don’t know if there will be any connection between the two cases.

  …

  Daughter is trying to step on the detective road.

   On the other side, a licensed and serious detective, Kogoro Mori, was sitting in Sayuri Shimamura’s car, enjoying the ride happily.

   However, after the car drove out for a while, Kogoro Mouri moved a little uncomfortably.

   – The passenger seat of this car is too narrow for him.

   He leaned down, adjusted his position, and when he bent down, the pen in his pocket fell out.

   “…Sigh.” Mouri Kogoro looked around on the ground in the dark, and was suddenly startled.

  ——He felt that the back of his hand seemed to rub against something furry.

   (end of this chapter)