Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1597

Chapter 1597 Chapter 1597 [Picking the eyes of lovers]

Yoko Kinoshita originally thought that Jiang Xia’s pursuit of stars would fail miserably. She was thinking about not giving up the commission altogether, and brazenly using her own face to ask Jiang Xia for a group photo or autograph or something… But now, when Mu Shuli saw Jiang Xia, she changed her mind again.

She looked at Jiang Xia, then looked back at Mu Shuli, and tilted her head in doubt.

Mu Shuli stepped forward gracefully holding the hem of her skirt, and shook hands with Jiang Xia. She squeezed Jiang Xia’s fingertips, looked up and down the young detective, and was extremely satisfied.

—Recently, Mu Shuli felt that his little lover was a bit old and decrepit, making him uninteresting. So in private, she is also asking people to help find new targets, but she has not found a satisfactory one.

She didn’t expect to inadvertently insert Liu Chengyin, but it was the detective in front of her who offered to come to her door, and she liked it at the first sight.

“Are you Jiang Xia?” There was a gentle smile in Mu Shuli, and his voice was sweet, “I’ve heard it before.”

This is not a lie. Mu Shuli’s qualifications are very old, and he is regarded as a high-ranking and powerful person in the entertainment industry. He is usually a busy person with a full schedule.

In the only free time she has, of course she doesn’t read the newspaper while making coffee like those uncles, and she rarely reads the news. Only when she was bored on the road would she turn on the radio and listen to something casually.

In the news, she seems to have heard of a detective named “Jiang Xia”. Although Mu Shuli was not interested in these murder cases, at most he would listen to them as stories. Rounding it up, this can be regarded as something I have heard.

Beside   , Suzuki Sonoko rubbed his chin, staring quietly at Mu Shuli holding Jiang Xia’s hand, always feeling that something was wrong: “…” Is the handshake time a little long? And the look of pinching his fingertips and looking at it seriously is a bit weird… Could it be that the star hasn’t gotten out of the script yet, and is waiting for something like a hand kiss from the knight… no! It’s already a new century, why do you still have to practice those ancient etiquettes. She disagrees!

Maybe the line of sight from the female high school student is too sharp. Mu Shuli smiled, and let go of his hand.

The time between the two of them is actually not too long, coupled with Mu Shuli’s dignified appearance, in the eyes of others, it is more like a generous elder admiring some juniors with great potential—after all, Mu Shuli The appearance is still a young and beautiful woman, but she is actually almost forty years old, rounded up, she is about the same generation as Kudo Yusaku and the others.

After a few simple and polite words, Mu Shuli turned sideways in a gentle manner, and gestured to the room behind him: “There are many people in the corridor, if you don’t mind, come and sit in my lounge. By the way, let’s chat. Let’s talk about commissions.”

…

Although the process was a bit tortuous, anyway, a group of people at least had something to do when they came to the magic venue.

There are sofa chairs for guests in the lounge, separated by a small tea table. Jiang Xia and Mu Shuli sat facing each other, and Conan also consciously jumped on the stool, sat next to Jiang Xia, and listened solemnly, trying to find some dark traces.

Then he saw Mu Shuli picking his chin at his assistant. The somewhat dull assistant was taken aback for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, trotted to the drawer under Mu Shuli’s dissatisfied gaze, and took out an envelope.

Mu Shuli took it and pushed the envelope to Jiang Xia: “I received this yesterday morning.”

“Is it a threat letter?” Conan couldn’t help but make a sound.

Jiang Xia opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, opened it, and saw a Q-version head portrait of a monster grinning wickedly.

—This is a notice letter from Kidd.

Conan: “…”

… At the critical moment of digging out information about the black organization, why did this strange thief come to join in the fun!

Jiang Xia didn’t seem surprised: “Kidd is eyeing something around you?”

Mu Shuli sighed with some annoyance: “Yes, yesterday morning I wanted to go to the balcony to see the river view advertised by the hotel, but when I opened the door, I saw a large handful of fresh water on the small tea table on the balcony. next to this letter.”

“The notification letter for illegal crimes is like a love letter, that guy still likes to put on a show…”

Conan was in the middle of the slot, and was silent for a while. He suddenly remembered the weird “father” he met last night.

Encountered so many cases for several days in a row, and had to fight wits and courage with that mysterious and terrifying organization cadre, Conan was actually very tired yesterday. Coupled with the fact that he was concentrating on other things, he forgot to talk to that weird “Yusaku Kudo” for a moment.

At this moment, he understood immediately, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: No wonder he met Kidd in London. In this way, Kidd is indeed an international phantom thief, and it is normal to have business in the UK.

Conan: “…” Speaking of which, Jiang Xia must have recognized Kidd last night, why didn’t he tell him?

Recalling the “Dad” he blurted out last night, Conan’s eyelids twitched wildly.

The first-grade elementary school student who recognized the thief as his father was about to condemn Jiang Xia, but before he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered the embarrassing scene that he wanted to follow Jiang Xia to the bar last night, but he accidentally brought a bunch of people there.

After a while, Conan silently closed his mouth, decided that the matter was evened out, and leaned over to concentrate on checking the notice letter.

…

Kidd’s notice letter, as always, is incomprehensible.

This letter has a few bold English words printed on it, and the following are still those confusing sentences:

[When 26 characters are flying and interlacing,

Go and get the Gem of Fate. ]

In the lower left corner is a playing card split in half from the middle, and in the lower right corner is a familiar Q-version stick figure. Kidd always draws his own face on the teaser letter, which can be regarded as a certain degree of anti-counterfeiting signature.

…

“The gem of destiny?” Jiang Xia scanned the information and put the notice letter back on the table, “Is this Kidd’s goal this time?”

Mu Shuli nodded, took out a dark blue velvet ring box from his body, opened it, and turned it over to show Jiang Xia.

As the box lid was lifted, a bright blue light flashed. A very beautiful ring emerged from the box. The face of the ring is a huge oval dark blue gemstone, as blue as the sea, surrounded by dazzling diamonds, and in the middle of the gemstone are three interlaced lines, forming several mysterious golden threads, making this ring look Extraordinary.

Suzuki Sonoko couldn’t help but blurt out, “It’s so beautiful.”

After speaking, I suddenly felt that as a detective’s partner, this kind of emotion seemed too unprofessional. Suzuki Sonoko cleared his throat, took out a notebook and held it in his hand, pretending that he didn’t say anything just now and was just concentrating on taking notes.

(end of this chapter)