Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1614

Chapter 1614 Chapter 1614 [Ireland vs. Jiangxia]

Wutiangu saw Conan’s actions.

Seeing that the psychic master was rubbing his eyes, as if he had missed the hint from Conan, it floated to Jiang Xia’s eyes, and gestured to convey it.

Jiang Xia: “…”

The mermaid floated over, grabbed Wu Tiangou by the wingtips, and silently dragged the ghost away.

Matsuda Jin looked at this scene with his chin resting on his cheek: “…” Oh, what a naive monster.

Next to   , Ireland, who has no **** talent, obviously didn’t notice this scene.

He looked at Jiang Xia, thought for a while, and said bluntly: “I heard from my colleague just now that you are that famous detective? Can you give me an autograph?”

Jiang Xia seemed to have not recovered from the strong flash, and was a little dazed. When he heard someone asking for an autograph, he instinctively took out a business card, signed his name, and handed it over.

Then I remembered something: “Oops, where is Kidd?”

“Kidd? You mean my fake colleague? I thought it was a naughty fan who broke into the venue with a flash stick. I heard that this happened before…” Ireland took the business card and observed secretly He raised his finger and checked the elevator, “I vaguely saw him going up in the elevator. I’ll contact a colleague to block him.”

“Okay, sorry to trouble you.” Jiang Xia also ran to the elevator, “I’ll go and have a look first.”

The figure of a detective also quickly disappeared in the elevator.

Ireland took out the walkie-talkie, put it on his lips and pretended to say something.

After the elevator door was completely closed and completely out of Jiang Xia’s sight, Ireland’s expression darkened.

Now it seems that the situation is already obvious—the “Kudo Shinichi” that the little assistant said will assist the police in arresting Kidd is actually Kidd pretending to be.

That is to say, there was no live Kudo Shinichi, and he could not prove that Gin had made a mistake in the matter of “killing Kudo Shinichi”.

This turning point made Ireland feel angry: Those idiot policemen who went from Tokyo to London and were said to be “capturing Kidd professional households” didn’t expect to get the face of “Kudo Shinichi” to be tested?

“Huh, but yes. If not stupid, how come they haven’t sent Kidd to prison for nearly two decades? It’s just a bunch of stupid tax thieves.”

Ireland soon had an explanation in mind.

But when he thought that tonight’s production team and everything that happened here were suspected to be related to that “Uzo”, he couldn’t help raising some questions in his heart—is it really as simple as “the police are stupid”?

Behind this, Uzo might have done something wrong.

Ireland always feels that there is a problem with this. But now, obviously, is not the time to stop and think.

He had no choice but to temporarily put this question aside, then put the walkie-talkie used to fool Jiang Xia back into his pocket, and rushed to the stairwell, intending to go downstairs.

On the stairs, Ireland found the business card Jiang Xia gave him just now, and glanced at it.

The signature of a detective was signed in the corner, and the handwriting was very distinctive, completely different from the handwriting on the “war letter” Ireland received before.

As a cadre of the black organization with expertise in intelligence, Ireland also has a certain amount of research on handwriting. He can be sure that it must have come from different people.

After reaching this conclusion, Ireland stuffed the business card back into his pocket—Jiang Xia’s suspicion in his heart eased a little, but not too much. After all, from Ireland’s point of view, there are obviously many people available under Uzo’s subordinates, which cannot completely rule out the possibility that “Jiang Xia is under Uzo’s subordinates”.

But now, compared to studying Jiang Xia’s composition, there is obviously another thing in front of him.

Ireland sorted out his thoughts in his heart: “Judging from the ‘war letter’, today’s venue and this troupe must have something to do with Uzo. Uzo’s vicious way of making use of even a passer-by Personality, it is impossible to let go of a famous thief like ‘Phantom Thief Kidd’… Kidd will definitely find more useful information.”

In short, compared to Jiang Xia, a high-profile detective who regularly refreshes in detective agencies and school examination rooms, in the eyes of Ireland, the elusive Kidd is now more important.

“It is impossible to catch up with Kidd in the air. If the helicopter and machine guns are called in advance, maybe we can try, but I have no preparations today.” Ireland thought clearly, “But since Kidd is using a hang glider, then he Sooner or later, when it falls to the ground, driving over should be able to stop him.”

…

Jiang Xia was slowly taking the elevator upstairs, while stroking the murderous aura that he just picked up.

His luck was obviously good—although he didn’t have much interest in chasing Kidd, Jiang Xia’s elevator hardly stopped halfway. When he reached the top floor, he unexpectedly arrived at the same time as Conan, who had set off for tens of seconds earlier.

The elevator door opened, and Conan rushed out of the elevator with his backpack on his back. The elementary school student scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, guessing where Kidd might have fled.

Didn’t find Kidd, but happened to see Jiang Xia coming out of the elevator next door.

Conan was taken aback for a moment, and then regretted: “I would have taken your elevator if I knew it earlier, but I was always taken by people in the middle of my elevator, which wasted a lot of time.”

After a pause, he patted his forehead again: “Oh, it’s not necessarily true, maybe it’s because those two passengers took the elevator I was in that your elevator was always free. I should have let the elevator go first. The elevator goes up, and then I take the remaining one… But in the end, it still depends on the specific time when the passenger presses the elevator call button.”

If a person’s brain is too flexible, it is always easy to think twice about everything. Then you will become like Conan, frequently distracted at critical moments-just like before and after, when this first-year elementary school student is fighting wits and courage with the dark organization, he can’t help but solve one or two daily cases by the way, a core Multiple uses.

Jiang Xia looked at the rooftop in the distance, and reminded this idle detective: “Aren’t we hunting Kaito Kidd?”

Speaking of this, Conan came back to his senses: “Wait, why did you come up, shouldn’t you be watching that big security guard downstairs, he has a problem!”

Jiang Xia looked puzzled: “When did you let me stare at him… What’s wrong with him, is he Kidd’s accomplice?”

Conan was at a loss for words for a moment: “At that time, when I was flashed by a strong light, I was busy blinking to send you a signal, and my eyes were almost sore… You didn’t receive it?”

… But thinking about it, Jiang Xia was closer to Kidd and his light stick at that time, and his height was also similar, and there were no high-tech glasses to block it, so the recovery of vision may indeed be slower than him.

Conan: “…” Damn, careless.

(end of this chapter)