Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1771 1770 [Curaçao: He was grabbed by the skirt by the god of death] Asking for a monthly ticket ()
Curacao: "..." Among this group of people with their own characteristics, why did Uzo choose such a person as his target.Could it be that he finds it more challenging?
Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice that there was a colleague secretly observing around him, and he continued his behavior as a righteous detective: "In fact, the best way to receive a threat letter is to seek help from the police."

Upon hearing this suggestion, President Ishimoto remained silent with a sullen face.

At this time, there needs to be a smoother. The female secretary explained: "The president rejects the police because of some things. And to be honest, it's just a threatening letter. Will the police really take it seriously?"

She shook her head and sighed: "I'm afraid the police will investigate seriously only when something bad happens. But by then, it will be too late."

This is true, but Curacao still sighs with her innocence: "..." Isn't it the same for detectives, especially the fake detective opposite you who is full of bad things.

But the fake detective himself obviously didn't have this awareness, he actually sighed, as if he was also condemning the inefficiency of the police.Then Jiang Xia took over the commission without any pain in his conscience: "Leave it to me."

Seeing his reliable appearance, the female secretary and President Ishimoto felt relieved.

Curacao: "..." People should not be judged by their appearance. Unfortunately, some naive clients will never learn such a simple truth...

Just as she was thinking, the hem of her clothes was suddenly tugged lightly.

"?!"

Curacao looked down suddenly, and saw a little boy in the first grade running to her lap at some point - she didn't realize when the boy came over at all.

Curacao was a little startled by this elusive child at first, and then remembered that this seemed to be the child who always haunted Uzo and was very valued by Uzo.

The siren in her heart suddenly sounded like a sea tide.

But as a senior member, no matter what she was thinking, the expression on Curaçao's face never changed much. She kept smiling: "What's wrong, little brother?"

What Curacao is pretending to be is the staff at the banquet.

Conan's attention was all on the suspicious man standing in the corridor, and he hadn't noticed the big sister's problem for the time being. He pointed to the camera in Curacao's hand and squeezed out the cute voice of a child: "Can you take a picture of me? ?"

The banquet hall is not only suitable for exchanging business cards, but some guests also want to take photos with those big people who are rarely seen on weekdays.

On such an occasion, it is inconvenient for the guests to carry their own cameras, so the attendants at the venue always carry one with them, ready to help take pictures at any time.

Curacao is holding a camera in his hand.

If she heard such a request from a child in normal times, she would only feel that the child was imitating an adult and playing innocently.

But at this time, Curacao looked at Conan, but felt that the child was wrapped with puppet threads full of conspiracy, and now, someone wanted to use Conan to wrap these threads on her body.

Curacao: "..." He didn't even let such a young child go, Wu Zuo really didn't have a bottom line... Tsk, after all, what exactly does he want to do?
Thoughts surged in Curacao's mind, and he really wanted to stay away from this child, but he couldn't refuse this request without reason.

It seems that nothing will happen if you take a photo, unless you happen to be photographing someone like Pisco shooting the ceiling with a gun, and then the other party wants to silence her... She tried her best to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind, and said with a sweet smile: "Of course I can .”

Conan immediately ran to the open space beside him, posed an ordinary scissors hand pose, and signaled her to take a picture.

Curacao raised the camera to make sure that no one in the background of the shot was committing murder, and then hesitantly pulled the trigger.

The camera clicked and recorded Conan's innocent figure.

And the background behind him happened to include the exit of the banquet hall.Among the countless celebrities, a young man wearing sunglasses reclined there, quietly watching everything in the hall.

……

"I really don't have any enemies, because I haven't done anything to attract hatred!"

Next to him, President Shi Ben was still concentrating on talking about his commission with Jiang Xia. The middle-aged man thought for a while and said rigorously: "However, a giant like me, even if he just lives in an ordinary way, may have a huge impact on some people. ...But it's never my problem! And it's not a reason for those people to send me threatening letters!"

Jiang Xia nodded and listened: "So that's the case, okay, I probably understand."

At this time, it was just the time for the commendation to begin.

The lights in the hall went out, and the hall was dark.The host in a suit and leather shoes stepped onto the stage, and the stage lights were turned on from different directions, converging into a bright beam of light and enveloping him.

The only light source in this dimly lit hall immediately made all the guests focus on the host.

"The commendation meeting is about to begin." The host didn't stay here for too long, and he quickly introduced the real center of the event, "Next, Mr. Masao Takada, a member of the House of Representatives, will give us a speech!"

The guests applauded respectfully.

In the warm atmosphere, a beam of light shot down from the lighting on the second floor, and it happened to shine on Senator Takada.

The originally ordinary, even ugly member of parliament, was set off by this light beam, and he had a majestic aura out of thin air.

Sensing the admiring gazes around him, Senator Takada showed a smug smile.The handsome secretary separated the crowd for him, and he walked leisurely towards the stage like an emperor.

Mao Lilan looked at this scene, a little surprised.She whispered to Jiang Xia and Suzuki Sonoko: "There are so many people, and the searchlight can find Representative Takada at once. If I were asked to find it, I'm afraid I'll have to look for it for a while."

This can't be blamed on her poor eyesight. After all, the participants of this banquet are mainly middle-aged men who are older and lack of exercise. Looking around, the hall is full of Mediterranean Sea, beer belly, and dark suits.Everyone looked like they were carved out of the same mold, and it was even more difficult to tell them apart when viewed diagonally from above.

Suzuki Sonoko understood this very well. She put a piece of cookie into her mouth, chewed and said: "In the past, the standing position will be determined in advance, but recently the technology has developed rapidly, so now the banquet hall usually gives people who are about to give a speech It is very convenient to issue a positioning device and wear it on the body to make the light automatically focus."

Jiang Xia looked at Senator Takada walking through the crowd: "The lights follow very smoothly, it seems that it is indeed the latter."

Mao Lilan followed his gaze, and suddenly felt that the congressman walked through the crowd for a long time: "Why didn't he go directly to the stage, and insisted on going around the crowd?"

(End of this chapter)