Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1642

Chapter 1642 Chapter 1642 [Little brother? send me]

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Kidd paid attention to the direction of Ireland from the corner of his eye—the person who stared at him just now was obviously the same as the fake security guard yesterday, but they didn’t sit together after boarding the plane, but separated deliberately.

Kidd: “…” These two people should be from the mysterious organization that Jiang Xia mentioned.

If this is the case, you won’t be able to sleep on the next journey, and be careful of those guys who suddenly come over and grab your face—although it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with monster thieves, they are in a closed cabin now, and if they are really some mysterious Members of the organization, so strictly speaking, are not ordinary people, and must be careful.

In first class, a strange chain of vigilance gradually took shape.

At the same time, in the cockpit of the aircraft ahead. The driver also seemed to be in a bit of trouble.

…

The captain patted his face vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and tried to pull himself together.

One of the co-pilots is Japanese. He has worked with the captain for many years and has a good relationship. Hearing the movement next to him, the co-pilot looked at the captain, a little worried: “Are you okay?”

The captain sighed: “I didn’t sleep well last night.”

The co-pilot saw that he was indeed sleepy: “May I order you a cup of coffee?”

“Okay.” The captain didn’t refuse, and at the same time he couldn’t help but sighed, “Oh, after these few trips, I have to consider retiring. At my age, flying long distances every day is really too much for me.”

The co-pilot laughed and said: “Don’t say that, you are in your prime now. And you can’t say such things indiscriminately. I heard those young people say that this is called a flag. It’s okay if you don’t mention it. If you mention it, something will happen.”

The captain shook his head: “Superstitious.”

While chatting, they rang the bell to call the flight attendant, and asked the flight attendant to bring some cups of coffee.

…

In the engine room.

Mu Shuli finally found a free bathroom.

She went in to ventilate, then glanced at the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn’t wash off the makeup—there were so many people in the cabin, she couldn’t bear to face others with plain makeup. Forget it, Renren is here.

Mu Shuri suspected that he hadn’t had a good rest recently and was suffering from airsickness. She pinched her nose to breathe and felt better, so she left the bathroom and planned to return to her seat.

Just at this time, a stewardess with a tray passed her by and walked towards the cab.

There were three cups of coffee on the tray, and the stewardess seemed to be delivering this to the captain and the two co-pilots.

Seeing this scene, Mu Shuli remembered something. She suddenly smiled, turned and followed.

A few meters away, Jiang Xia looked at her back and hesitated.

But before he got up, a person suddenly walked up to him, bent over and sat down, and sat on the vacant seat in the tree very naturally.

Jiang Xia was taken aback, then turned her head in surprise. What caught my eye was a treasure boy with iced black tea floating all over his body—maybe because the members of the organization are naturally hostile to the “detective”, a creature that is evil and good, or it may be that Maya Hashimoto realized that at some point, the detective will Passively become Uzo’s accomplice.

In short, when the two sides looked at each other, the taste of the clear thirst-quenching murderous aura became more vivid and fluffy.

After that, only a second or two later, it seemed that he suddenly remembered something terrible. Those murderous auras fell silently again, and became a pick-up state.

Jiang Xia watched the automatic harvesting scene with great comfort: “…” Ireland has such a good brother, why didn’t he say it earlier? – Good things have to be shared among cadres, so what to do with them, it’s really not interesting.

Beside   , Hashimoto Maya, who had just sat firmly, suddenly shivered, and for some reason wanted to get up and leave.

But I’m already sitting, plus the task of my boss…

He finally took a deep breath, restrained those instincts, and sat still.

Hashimoto Maya looked at the dazed but friendly Jiang Xia, and searched the surroundings from the corner of her eye, but did not find too many suspicious eyes.

But he also felt that his intuition would not warn for no reason. After a while, Hashimoto Maya felt that he understood something: the core of Uzo’s methods were all kinds of fancy murders. When it comes to homicide, it is inevitable to think of various detectives passing by the scene.

Hashimoto Maya quickly comforted himself in his heart: “It must be because my mind was spinning too fast, and I subconsciously connected Uzo and the detective, so I felt a sense of crisis when the detective watched.

“For me, this is a normal and necessary self-warning, because Uzo, the casemaker, must also pay attention to the detective at ordinary times, so it is always right to be careful around the detective—otherwise it is impossible because of’ Jiang Xia is Uzo’, I must have felt the danger. Haha, how is it possible, never…”

…Um?

…why not possible?

This flash of thought flashed by, thinking that he was sitting next to Uzo, Hashimoto Maya’s face turned green.

Maya Hashimoto: “…” No, no, it’s really impossible! Not to mention the age and seniority issues. According to the information found a while ago, Jiang Xia usually has a very busy schedule. Even if the cadres of a serious organization have a part-time job as a detective, they will not devote themselves to it like Jiang Xia. For Jiang Xia, no matter how you look at it, his main job is “detective”, not a cadre.

In addition, the attitude of the boss can also explain the problem—according to his observation, Ireland does suspect that Jiang Xia is related to Wu Zuo, but he obviously does not think Jiang Xia is Wu Zuo.

In the eyes of Ireland, “Uzo” is a curly man who likes to wear black clothes and sunglasses. No matter in terms of age or imposing manner, they are highly consistent with the rumored Uzo.

Maya Hashimoto: “…” The boss’s information is generally very accurate. Since Uzo already has a candidate, the detective next to him should be innocent.

In just a moment, Maya Hashimoto’s mind seemed to be hit by a meteorite, splashing a monstrous wave of water. But fortunately, his adjustment ability is very strong, and he can also convince himself about Uzo’s reasoning, so he calmed down soon, without revealing too many clues.

“Hi~”

Maya Hashimoto quickly adjusted her mentality. He looked at Jiang Xia, showing a cheerful smile belonging to Europeans – I heard that Asians like “foreign friends”. When facing the Japanese, as long as you deliberately speak Japanese not so smoothly, and add a few more words of English to show an obvious foreigner atmosphere, you can often gain friendliness beyond the standard.

Regardless of whether the friendliness is polite or not, in short, it is very good for talking, and it can often get some news and make the other party relax. With this more British mixed-race face, Hashimoto Maya is also barely among the “intelligence elements” “, he often uses this trick in practice, and it can be said to be invincible in terms of conversation.

Beside   , the young detective looked at him, and his attitude was really friendly: “Hello. Are you…?”

(end of this chapter)