Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1181 1181【Proficiency in Destroying Traces】

Gin didn't turn into the alley and disappear silently as planned.

He continued to move forward when he passed the fork, pretending to be a passer-by and passing by the policeman silently, then suddenly pulled out the gun on the policeman, switched to live ammunition, and shot it out.

The bullet entered from the underside of the policeman's head and exited from the other side, splashing all kinds of bodily fluids all over his colleague.

Everything happened so fast, it was as natural as breathing.

The policeman who was still alive was startled, and hurriedly went to draw out his gun. Before he could touch the handle of the gun, a black hole appeared in front of his eyes.However, before the gunshots rang out, policeman No. 2 was suddenly hit with a hand knife on his neck, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Belmode knocked people out from behind. Seeing the gun in Gin's hand, she frowned: "Don't kill them all, this is in the 'game'. Maybe they hold the key clues, and one must be left behind." .”

Qin Jiu let out a cold snort, lowered his gun, and was quite disdainful of her reminder just now: "If I really want to kill him, do you think you can stop it just now?"

"..." Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, and silently moved a step to the side, avoiding the blood that was slowly flowing to his feet, without expressing any opinion.

Judging from the eyes and attitude just now, the police npc in this world is obviously not as friendly to "Detective Jiang Xia" as the police in the real world, but they are really looking at him as the target of arrest.

Although they said it was "suspected of murder", but only when the suspicion reached a certain level, they would directly torture the person away without asking any questions, with Jiang Xia's friendly cooperation.

At this time, even if he really entered the police station, he might not be able to get much key information.And the game is not the same as the reality, it is impossible to really delay so many days in the game.Coupled with the background sound that suddenly sounded just now...

This time the theme of "game" is quite obvious.

——Get clues to the case while avoiding the police, and piece together the truth while fleeing.

Jiang Xia: "..." From this point of view, the choice of the two black-clothed colleagues is not wrong.

I don't know whether they came to the same conclusion after analysis, or they instinctively felt that this would save the most trouble, so they did it directly.

……

Beside, although the two accomplices in black had just created a dead person, their emotions obviously did not fluctuate at all, as naturally as if they just kicked open a door blocking the way at will.

Gin lowered his head to check the gun in his hand, and gradually there was a trace of unconcealable dislike in his eyes: "New Nanbu M60... old waste." Beretta, who seemed to miss him very much.

Jiang Xia: "..." That's not what you said when you drove that antique car on the road...

Anyway, it's still a gun.

The gin was dissatisfied, but he still honestly put it away.

……

On the other side, Belmode has already squatted down.She rummaged through the two downed cops and quickly found the handcuff key, and another gun.

She checked the position of the gun wheel, put the gun behind her waist, then shook the blood off the key, stood up and pulled Jiang Xia's hand, and skillfully unlocked the handcuffs.

Jiang Xia looked down at Belmod's skillful movements, and while putting the handcuffs he took off into his pocket, he asked casually, "Are you often arrested? Or are you often a guest policeman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Belmode had actually worn handcuffs before, and frantically tried to use them on innocent high school students, and fell silent for a moment.

Belmode raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and was about to say mysteriously, "This is a secret."But before she could speak, the riddleman Anonymous who uttered "secret" and robbed her of countless lines just now appeared in her mind.

"..." Belmode's face darkened vaguely, and she felt that the line was boring for a while. She shook her head and didn't speak.

……

The surrounding streets are quiet and empty, and there are no other people, but some tall buildings can be seen in the distance, and there may be people a few streets away.

In addition, since there are already two policemen here, there may be other policemen around. The gunshots just now may attract others.The three tacitly decided not to stay any longer and to leave the scene as soon as possible.

Of course, there are skills in how to walk.

In this respect, two outlaws seem more experienced than a law-abiding detective.

Gin turned to look at the dusty office building next to him.He had noticed when the gunshot was fired just now: when the gunshot sounded, there was no one curiously looking behind the windows of the building, and no one opened the doors in the corridor on the first floor—there should be no one in this office building. .

Then Gin hit the window lock on the side of the building with the butt of his gun, opened the window with a clatter, turned over while leaning on the window sill, and landed in the corridor of the building.

Jiang Xia understood in seconds, he turned his head to look at the policeman who was knocked unconscious on the ground, avoided the blood on his body, picked up the man, and handed the gin behind the window.

Gin Jiu grabbed the man by the collar and quickly pulled him in.

Almost at the same time, Belmode also lightly picked up the policeman's corpse, wrapped his coat around the bleeding head casually, and brought the corpse into the building.

On the ground of the street just now, there was only a slightly dirty bloodstain left.

Soon, the puddle of blood disappeared.

——Gin took a few steps to the depths of the corridor, opened the door of the fire hydrant cabinet on the wall, threw out the water hose and connected the gun head, and the hose extended to the window they turned in just now.

Soon, a jet of water with pressure shot out from the nozzle, and precisely washed the bloodstain.

The blood mixed with water, flowed into the drainage ditch on the side of the road, and quickly merged with the sewage without a trace.

The street is no longer the bloody look just now, but there are more water marks.It seems that it has been downgraded from a "murder scene" to a "vehicle leaking scene" and "a scene of unqualified owners splashing water in the street"...

In short, if someone who is dull comes over, I am afraid that he will not immediately think that there has just been a nasty incident of resisting arrest and attacking the police here.

Obviously, this is not the first time that the people in black have done this kind of thing.

As soon as the gin rushed the nozzle to the ground, Belmode pulled a dusty tablecloth out of nowhere and used it as a curtain to cover the window.

Almost as soon as this was done, a couple poked their heads out at the corner of the street, following the sound and came to watch.

In fact, they didn't recognize the gunshot just now. They just heard movement here, and they happened to pass by this area, so they simply took a detour, curious to see what happened here.

The woman among them looked at the ground and wondered, "Where is the water?"

　Thank you Lilililipeipeipei for your reward~

　
(End of this chapter)