Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1435 1435 [Thank Uzo for the gift]

Thinking of this, Dr. Yoshimura lay down on the bed, planning to catch up on a good night's sleep.

However, just as his head touched the pillow, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"?!"

Doctor Yoshimura was startled, sat up in shock, and instinctively grabbed the gun in his pocket.

He got up and went to the window first, and looked out through the gap in the curtains. He didn't find an ambush on the opposite side, so he felt a little relieved—the escape route was not blocked.

Afterwards, he walked to the entrance, quickly glanced out from the cat's eye, and then leaned against the wall, asking, "Who? What's the matter?"

The person outside the door said politely: "Mr. Shibata, there is your courier."

"...a courier?" Dr. Yoshimura frowned, remembering that the people outside were indeed in courier uniforms, "I haven't bought anything before, you went to the wrong place, and my surname is not 'Shibata'."

"Ah, is that so?" The courier outside the door was stunned, and apologized, "I'm really sorry, I'll check again. The names of the apartments here are too close..."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the people outside seemed to have left.

Doctor Yoshimura breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He waited for a while against the wall, but he heard no returning footsteps.Looking out through the cat's eyes, there seemed to be no one outside.There is no imaginary movement of picking locks or knocking on doors.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and retreated into the house again.

But after such a sudden experience, he didn't have the courage to sleep at this time.

……

Dr. Yoshimura sat on the sofa and rested against the back of the chair.He firmly held the gun in his hand, always ready to kill anyone who dared to rush in.

As time passed, he yawned and his eyelids kept drooping.

In a blur, he felt something was wrong: it was daytime, why was he so sleepy?Although he just stayed up all night last night, it's not like he hasn't survived in the past. Today's feeling is completely different from that after staying up all night before... Wait, no, this smell... Is it hypnotic gas? !
With a sudden heartbeat, he opened his eyes abruptly.I found a few pipes protruding from the crack of the entrance door at some point.

Doctor Yoshimura suddenly wanted to stand up, but actually fell to the ground with a thump, his body fell heavily on the ground, and the gun in his hand was unable to release, and slipped to the side.

Dr. Yoshimura gritted his teeth and reached for it desperately, but his body didn't listen at all.

The door clicks open.

A man in a courier uniform unlocked the door and walked in.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the people on the ground, and couldn't help showing a cheerful smile of revenge: "I didn't expect that you would dare to come back." He sneered, "That's right, like People like you shouldn't care about what kind of life those unlucky bastards who were threatened by you are living now."

Dr. Yoshimura struggled to open his eyes wide, saw his face clearly, and felt cold for a moment: "...is it you?!"

The man smiled ferociously, took out the handkerchief that was stained with medicine, and covered his face: "You delivered this to the door yourself!"

Dr. Yoshimura struggled desperately, but due to exhaustion and medication, he was completely inferior to the other party's strength.

At the last moment before he lost consciousness, a pair of gloomy eyes flashed in his mind.

The eyes of the silver-haired cadre last night.

Like a basin of ice water being poured over his head, Mitsuo Yoshimura suddenly realized that he understood that look belatedly.

——That look contained no hostility, and of course no kindness. In fact, it didn't have any emotion at all, it just stared at a dead person simply.

……

After Dr. Yoshimura passed out completely and stopped struggling.

The man who broke through the door stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the gun on the ground in surprise, picked it up with fear, and put it in his pocket.

Afterwards, he looked around the room for a moment, then turned to look at the cabinet.

Seeing the bottles of foreign wine inside, the man snorted coldly: "I didn't forget to bring wine when I moved, I really love to enjoy it. But it's also good, 'accidental death after drinking', this is very suitable for you."

As he spoke, he walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, grabbed a bottle of bourbon, and put it on the small coffee table in the room.

Then he took out the ice bucket and put it aside, creating the illusion that Dr. Yoshimura was pouring himself in his room.

"Next..." the man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, feeling good, "the only thing missing is an authoritative person who can provide an alibi."

……

Time passed quickly, the sun was setting, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

Jiang Xia followed the address to a coffee shop not too far from home, opened the door and walked in.

Soon, a lovely waiter greeted him, invited him to sit down, and handed him the menu.

Jiang Xia ordered meals and drinks casually, and then looked around the newly opened coffee shop, habitually observing the bodies of the guests and their calves.

After watching for a while, the wind chime on the store door rang, and a new customer came in.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xia heard two familiar voices.

Mori Kogoro snorted, took out the coupons in his pocket, looked at them, and complained to the first-grade pupil next to him: "Xiaolan is going out to play tonight, no one is cooking, let's just eat here—I bought beer At that time, I won a meal ticket here, and I heard that this restaurant tastes good. You should eat honestly, and don't run around again!"

Conan replied "Okay~", using the tone and tone of a primary school student, and seemed to be very well adapted to his rejuvenated life.

The two quickly found a table and sat down.

After ordering the meal, Kogoro Moori still muttered: "I wanted to go to the nightclub to drink beer, but now I have to take the kids with me. But it's rare to get a meal ticket by lottery. If you don't come and use it, you will feel that you have let down your luck... Tsk , Xiao Lan, can't she take you with her to watch a movie? Why do you have to push you to me!"

Conan sighed: "She said she was too tired recently and wanted to ask for luck."

"Auspicious?" Mori Kogoro was puzzled, "What does this have to do with being auspicious or not?"

Conan: "She said that every time we are around, there will be cases."

"It's superstitious, it's just a coincidence!" Mori Kogoro blurted out, paused for a moment, and then added silently, "Even if someone really commits murder, it must be Jiang Xia, it's none of our business."

Jiang Xia who was eavesdropping: "..."

...I'm just a swindler, what are you being modest about?

Seeing the trend of the topic getting more and more strange, Jiang Xia turned his head and grabbed the back of the chair, and said hello in a friendly way: "Uncle Mao Li, what a coincidence."

Maori Kogoro:"?!"

When Conan heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over, startled for a moment: "Jiang Xia? Why are you..."

Originally, I wanted to ask the usual question, "Why are you here".

But before he finished asking, thinking of Jiang Xia's usual European spirit, Conan instantly felt that he understood something.

(End of this chapter)