Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1629

Chapter 1629 1629 [Uzo’s Evidence]

Conan hissed: “It must be the sequelae of being plotted by Kidd’s hateful assistant… No, I’m going to the hospital!”

Jiang Xia: “…?” Peng Ci, you are Peng Ci.

Maolilan was a little worried. In her eyes, Conan was just a primary school student who couldn’t lie.

Suzuki Sonoko rubbed his chin, a little suspicious: “Didn’t you have any problems in the inspection just now? It didn’t hurt when you were running around just now. Why is it so painful now that you are caught?”

Conan: “…” Is this guy’s IQ used to debunk classmates’ little tricks? I’ve never seen her so clever.

Jiang Xia guessed what Conan was thinking. Even if this persistent elementary school student was rejected, he would definitely slip away alone later.

And he didn’t mind going out with Conan for a stroll, so he said without hesitation: “Do you want to go to the hospital? I remember there is one nearby.”

Conan nodded again and again, and couldn’t help feeling a little bit, it’s wonderful to have a good teammate.

A group of people left along the nearest door, planning to go to the hospital for another examination.

Although the goal has been achieved, Conan’s heart has not become more relaxed-the ambulance does not always send people to the nearest hospital, and the “unlucky passer-by” may not be in the hospital he is about to go to.

Taking a step back, even if he was indeed sent there, a lot of time has passed by now, that person may have left.

Thinking of this, Conan couldn’t help scratching his hair irritably: If this goes on, the chance of finding someone is too low.

He thought for a moment, stepped back a few steps, grabbed Dr. Ali by the hem of his clothes, and asked him quietly: “Doctor, can you hack into the ambulance system here and help me take a look at which hospital that person was sent to?”

“…” Hui Yuanai heard it sharply, and couldn’t help but glanced at Conan: This guy is really an outlaw fanatic, and he instigated a set of tricks.

She looked at the worried Dr. A Li, walked to the side, and silently pulled Jiang Xia away: Don’t be polluted by this small outlaw fanatic.

…

Conan’s idea of ​​finding someone is correct, but unfortunately, no matter which hospital he goes to at this time, it is impossible to find traces of Ireland.

Because Ireland has no time to stay in the hospital at this time.

From the Irish point of view, the life-seeking arrow named “Uzo” has been closely behind. If he stopped for a while, he might be pierced by the poisonous arrow—even if Uzo didn’t kill him directly, Ireland always felt that this guy was weaving a big net full of conspiracy.

As the targeted target, he must find a way to get rid of this opponent before those conspiracies take shape, or at least find a way to protect himself.

So during this period of time, Ireland has been forced to be busy. For a moment, he even felt that the busy time replacing gin had returned.

…

Ireland and Conan wake up from anesthesia at about the same time. When Conan started looking for someone, Ireland had already left the hospital.

The tired cadre didn’t sleep at this time, nor was he in the mood to sleep.

“Kidd will be difficult to catch for a while, but fortunately, some people are still in control.”

Ireland thinks back to those Tokyo residents who have committed murders one after another in the past few days, especially the murderer in the recent case of falling from a building, and feels that they are not completely without clues.

“I heard that during the case handling process, the guy who pretended to be a woman and wrote a love letter to his friend, and planned to ask someone out to kill someone who fell from a building, once said some very strange things.”

Ireland rubbed his forehead and recalled the content: “When asked about the real murderer, he said, ‘The only thing I can tell you is that this time the prisoner is not an ordinary person, he is a very good person. He I won’t leave any evidence against myself like other stupid guys’… Don’t you think these descriptions sound very familiar.”

The confidant doesn’t want to discuss anything about Uzo at all, but he is also worried that deliberately avoiding it will arouse Ireland’s suspicion. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and echoed as usual: “Sounds like Uzo’s brainless fan.”

Ireland nodded in relief, he thought so too.

“I suspect that he accidentally learned of Uzuo’s killing methods through some channels, and couldn’t help adoring and imitating him—this murderer is not a member of the organization. Undoubtedly, it was a mistake similar to leaking secrets.

“Even if there is no evidence, and the police are not enough to take action against Uzo, this is enough to weaken some Uzo’s impression points with the boss. Compared with infighting, what the Boss can’t tolerate the most is actually those trash whose abilities are not worthy of their position.”

My confidant suddenly thought of one thing: “But in this case, you were almost smashed. Could it be Uzuo’s handwriting? If so, then Uzuo should have noticed his mistake and will deal with the murderer in time.”

Ireland thought for a while, then sneered: “I see.”

Confidant: “…” What do you understand?

Ireland moved his fingers, and the knuckles made a piercing click: “According to my habit, after asking, in order to prevent that guy from leaking information about me, I usually choose to silence… Uzo, this bastard, actually wants to take me When he kills the knife.”

“Since this is the case, I will not kill him. This may be an important evidence to prove that Uzo leaked the secret.” Ireland snorted coldly, “It’s just that in this way, the way of questioning may have to be changed.”

…

Half an hour later, in a secret room.

The murderer who hit his friend with a drunk man because he was rejected because he asked a girl to watch a movie was put on a hood in his sleep and stood in front of Ireland.

“What are you doing, what are you doing?!” The murderer tried his best to maintain his composure, but he still couldn’t help showing a trace of panic. “This is a society ruled by law, how dare you kidnap someone from the police?!”

In order not to expose Ireland’s voice, his confidant was forced to replace his boss, and said in a cold voice full of oppression: “Please come over and have a chat, why are you nervous? What happened tonight was just a dream. When you wake up tomorrow, the last thing you want You can forget it all—of course, you can forget it if you don’t want to, because no one will believe you anyway.”

Ireland sat next to him, seeing the murderer’s uncooperative appearance, he clicked his tongue irritably: No killing, no scars, this kind of harmless interrogation is really difficult for him to adapt to.

But there is no other way, if the murderer is to continue to be used as evidence to bring down Uzo, and stay alive in the police station, this is the only way.

Otherwise, people cannot be tied to the base of the organization. In that way, if the police accidentally found clues about the organization when they were looking for someone, things would be troublesome.

What’s more, the base is not his own base in Ireland – Uzo is also a cadre of the organization, if Uzo finds out about the situation through some channels… wouldn’t it be that this rare handle is sent back to him.

(end of this chapter)