Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1426 1426 [Ireland, you should rest] Ask for a monthly ticket ヽ(〃〃)~
The person in charge was a little embarrassed.But he still stubbornly maintained his proud appearance: "Haha! I knew that this would attract a lot of popularity. Cough, who the hell, Tanaka, why are you so dazed? Hurry up and mute the noise!"

The processor nodded quickly, speeding up the processing of the sound.

After filtering layer by layer, the conversations of passers-by and the sounds of the crowd gradually weakened and disappeared, and Yoko Kinoshita's voice also lowered a little.

In contrast, a man's voice suddenly became clear.

Kogoro Moori's eyes sharpened, and he recognized it: "This is the voice of that boy in the ice room!"

Unlike the previous arrogance in the Metropolitan Police Department, in the surveillance screen, Himuro Reiji's voice sounded very serious:

"Are you still in the mood to ask me when I'll be there?—Haven't you found out? That incident has been exposed, and the police are here to arrest you! He's right in front of the building now, and I can't get there, so you have to find a way to escape." Bar!"

Then, on the other side of the receiver, someone seemed to say something anxiously.

Himuro Reiji listened for a moment, and responded: "Tsk, if you get caught, I'm afraid you'll have to confess me again, so I'll make an exception to help you—now go to the roof immediately, and I'll lure him away, you take the opportunity Come down. Hurry up, or it will be too late! If you are caught this time, you will definitely be sentenced to death!"

After speaking, he clicked and hung up the phone.

After the call ended, Himuro Reiji couldn't help laughing coldly.It was completely different from the anxious tone when he was on the phone just now, and now his expression was relaxed and proud.

He looked at his phone and whispered happily, "Farewell, traitor."

……

Happiness is indeed contagious.

As these words fell, off-screen, the policeman watching the surveillance became more cheerful.

Miwako Sato's eyes lit up: "It is true that he induced the deceased to run upstairs. If you can find the invoice for him to buy the medicine that corroded the railing, or other similar things, the evidence will be more certain!"

The Mumu Police Department also nodded, and waved his hand: "Go to his house and have a look. You should have registered the address when you made the record just now. Hurry up, don't let him run away!"

"Sure enough, it's exactly what you said." Miwako Sato looked at Jiang Xia approvingly, then moved her fingers cracklingly, and smiled sweetly, "There is evidence, I will definitely let him receive the punishment he deserves!"

……

[Ten minutes ago. 】

In Riji Himuro's apartment.

Ireland showed a cold smile when he heard Reiji Himuro's defense: "The death of that unlucky ghost has nothing to do with you? Are you sure?"

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department, there are actually people who were arranged by the organization.Ireland found out some news: the falling incident was not an ordinary accident, but probably a long-planned murder.

Among them, the guy in front of him was the most suspicious - I heard that judging from his attitude at the time, it was almost certain that Ice Room did it, but he used more subtle techniques to erase the evidence.

Ireland: "..." But it's okay, if there is evidence, this person will fall into the hands of the police, and it will be troublesome at that time.

And committing crimes without leaving any evidence... Isn't this one of Uzo's characteristics.

Thinking of this, he stared at Reiji Himuro with a natural expression, and said eccentrically, "You really have nothing to fear. With Uzo backing you, it's tough."

Ice Room Reiji: "..." At first glance, these words sounded like mocking, but upon closer inspection, they seemed to be probing for something.

He rolled his eyes, not daring to admit it: "What Uzo? I don't know him."

Ireland was not surprised by this response. He nodded understandingly and said calmly, "Every hard-talking person will say that before entering the interrogation room."

After speaking, he clenched his fists and walked closer.

Ice Room Ritual: "?!!"

……

Ireland has seen the news about the fall.

In fact, he usually doesn't pay attention to this kind of murder. After all, as a shadow walking in the dark side of society, as a member of the organization, the news often has nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, this time, he was forcibly involved, and even the photos of the vehicle made headlines.

Thinking of this, Ireland couldn't help but feel his veins twitching: the policeman who was at the scene at the time was not dead.But he remembered that when he shot and fled, he clearly saw the policeman falling on his back from the rearview mirror.

Not only did he not die, the policeman even took a picture of it.But any closer...

In Ireland's mind, Pisco, whom he respected, and the cause of the old man's death suddenly appeared - when Pisco raised his gun and shot the chandelier for murder, he was photographed by passing reporters.Therefore, his identity was exposed and he was silenced by Gin.

But this time, he was almost photographed by a passing policeman... Heh, Wu Zuo's favorite "proposition composition" is well-deserved.

Ireland: "..." The luck in misfortune is that I don't know if it's because of my sharp reflexes, or because the building happened to be near the organization base, and Uzo restrained himself a bit.In short, the little patrolman failed to photograph anything important.Moreover, according to an informant from the Metropolitan Police Department, it was dark at the time and the police could not see his face clearly.

But even so...

Just as he was distracted, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Ireland quickly withdrew his thoughts, came back to his senses, and took out his phone.

Opposite him.

Rei Er, who was forced to the corner, rolled his eyes, feeling that there was a flaw here.

With a sudden force, he rushed to the window, trying to jump out of it.But just after jumping half a meter, his shoulder was suddenly pinched by a big hand like iron tongs.

Ireland picked him up like a piece of meat, swept him under his feet, and threw him heavily on the ground next to him.

His back was hit violently, and his head hit the floor with a thud. His ears buzzed, and he couldn't get up for a while.

After Ireland stopped him from escaping, he turned on his phone and took a look.

Recognizing the sender, his pupils shrank slightly—it turned out to be the email from that adult.

There are a few lines of words without temperature on the screen of the mobile phone:

[Don't trouble me again.

You are too tired, leave Tokyo, go rest for a while. ]
The tone is not harsh.

But anyone who knows a little about "that lord" knows that this has already expressed great dissatisfaction.

"..." Ireland remembered that he had lost more than a dozen catties of weight, and finally approached the position of gin, and looked at the word "rest", his expression changed several times, his eyes soared with murderous intent, and his whole body was terrifying.

Himuro Reiji was about to get up and slip away, but when he saw this terrifying look, he froze all over, and lay back in a sensible manner.

As soon as he lay down, he saw Ireland glance at him from behind the phone and snorted coldly.

After a while, Ireland withdrew his gaze, typed the word "received", and moved his finger to the send button.

(End of this chapter)