Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1515 1515 [Blocking the little brother's way to escape]

Thinking of this, the middle-aged reporter couldn't wait to rush into the building

After taking two steps, he thought of something, turned back silently, pushed Jiang Xia, and let the detective stay in his camera.

——What’s so good about simple incidents? The famous detective and his deciphering process are the key points. The reporter persuaded: “Go up and see the situation first.”

Jiang Xia nodded, and ran into the lobby on the first floor, and at the same time did not forget to tell everyone: "Watch all the exits, and surround them on all sides, don't let that person run away."

Although the production crew were just ordinary people, there were so many people after all, and the building wasn't too big. They took courage and surrounded the building partly to obey orders and partly to join in the fun.

Although it is not to the point where it is difficult to fly without wings, it is obvious that under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, it is difficult for a normal person without wings to slip away from the building.

In the corner of the tea room, Okiya Subaru accidentally fell asleep and was awakened: "..."

……

When Jiang Xia, Conan and a few fast-footed reporters ran into the building.

In front of the building, Dr. Ali ran over and stopped panting heavily on the street in front of the building.Although this section of the road is not very long, for a tech geek who doesn't exercise much, the amount of exercise is still too much.

Hui Yuanai, who respects the old and loves the young, also followed. She looked at the vain old man, stood on her tiptoes and patted his back for comfort, feeling a little helpless: "Why are you chasing after me? Can you run away?" Do you have to pass Jiang Xia—next time something like this happens, remember to find a safe place to wait."

Dr. A Li managed to catch his breath, and explained in a low voice, "Didn't I instinctively chase after them when I saw them running..."

Just as he was talking, a gunshot sounded from above.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding light suddenly and subtly changed.

The two were startled, looked up, and saw the originally dark building, but the lights on the 7th floor suddenly lit up.

A figure was reflected on the window, and soon, the shadow became smaller and smaller—the people in the room were getting farther and farther away from the window, as if they had shot and turned on the lights, and then left the room quickly.

Dr. A Li touched his bald head in horror: "It was a gunshot just now, right? A shooting happened upstairs? That guy by the window is the murderer?!"

Hui Yuanai frowned and looked upstairs, thinking of something, quickly ran into the building.

Jiang Xia was still standing at the door of the elevator, waiting for the elevator.

Hui Yuanai ran to his side and tugged at his sleeve: "Just after the gunshots rang out, the lights on the seventh floor suddenly turned on, and there was a figure in the window, which may be the murderer."

The manager Yoshino Satomi also heard it, and immediately became anxious: "The seventh floor...that's Mr. Nanjo's room!"

Without saying a word, the elevator arrived with a ding.

A group of people hurried into the elevator and headed to the 7th floor.

……

The process of going upstairs was smooth.

But the moment he got out of the elevator, the reporter who was carrying the camera tripped and groaned, and the camera on his shoulder spun and flew out.

"..."

Jiang Xia caught the machine with a lot of images of him, picked up the reporter who almost hit the ground with his other hand, and put the camera back into his hand.

"Thank you, thank you." The middle-aged reporter hadn't recovered, and thanked him in a daze.

After a second, he touched the expensive video camera and became afraid.

The reporter glanced at Jiang Xia gratefully, then looked down at his feet, and found that the thing that tripped him just now was a piece of torn tape, the black tape was stretched very long, and it was randomly placed on the ground.

"Who is so wicked, throwing this kind of thing at the elevator entrance." The reporter murmured, while catching up quickly, preparing to shoot the heroic appearance of "Jiang Xia vs. "Reaper".

But just two steps away, in front of Hayato Nanjo's office, there was a superimposed panic scream.

……

Jiang Xia heard the cry.

Just now he went to pick up the camera that almost died in the line of duty, so he wasted a little time.

Conan also stopped, and was looking at the insulating tape under the photographer's feet suspiciously, wondering why this thing was here, it was so out of harmony.

Instead, Mrs. Nanjo and her manager ran into Hayato Nanjo's room first.

But now, judging from their double screams, the situation in the house seemed to be very bad—it wasn't like screaming when they saw a murderer, but more like... seeing a dead body.

Conan hurried to the house, but was stopped by Jiang Xia.

Just now, Jiang Xia turned her back to the door and was doing what a detective should do to "protect the scene".

Unexpectedly, after such a stop, he realized that the person rushing over was not as tall as his raised hand, so he silently lowered his hand.

Turning his head to look into the room, he just saw Mrs. Nanjo throwing herself into the arms of the manager in horror.

Facing them, Hayato Nanjo lay dead in the corner between the cabinet and the wall, his head was covered with blood, there was a big hole between his eyebrows, and a large amount of blood was also spattered on the wall behind him.

The murderer's shot went down, and the man was dead.

"..."

There was silence.

Trembling, Mao Lilan took out her phone and pressed two "1".

Then he paused for a while, quickly deleted it, and pressed three "9"s again.

……

On the other side, Scotland Yard.

Sergeant Anna asked the police officers to sort out the relevant information about the case at noon and the case on the plane.

Seeing that the matter was almost handled, she stretched her body, leisurely planned to leave work, and handed over the rest to the little police officer on duty.

But as soon as he stood up, someone rushed in with an anxious expression: "Sheriff, there is another murder case! The person who called the police left a name and said her name was 'Mao Lilan'. This seems to be a witness in the last case."

"Oh..." Sergeant Anna was stunned for a moment, unable to hide her surprise, "It's been less than 24 hours, this is already the third incident, these kids in Tokyo are really...uh, not very lucky."

There was a murder case, I heard that the dead person was a Japanese celebrity, and a reporter took pictures of the whole process, so of course it is not good to let the little policeman handle it.

Sergeant Anna had no choice but to bid farewell to tonight's entertainment activities in her heart, sighed, and ordered people to attend the scene.

When she walked out of the building, she remembered that foreigners were involved in this murder case, and the handling process might be a bit troublesome, so she decisively turned on her mobile phone and sent a message to Inspector Yasa: "...How can you forget your boss when you work overtime? .”

……

Two 10 minutes later.

The scene of the crime in the crew building.

A group of tired police officers blocked the place.

Among the busy police officers, there was a haggard and tired middle-aged police officer.

Inspector Yasa thought about it, and finally came, but his face was dark and sullen, and he looked unhappy.

——He didn't want to work overtime, and he didn't want to get involved with this group of Tokyo people.

But I was worried that if I didn't come, things would go wrong.After all, the high school student detective was valued by Chief Superintendent Lotta for some reason.

(End of this chapter)