Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1844 1843 [The Unavoidable Jiangxia]

Of course, high school students and peripheral members of the organization were not the only ones who were busy on this ordinary night.

Masumi Takamori knew nothing about the respective developments of the two parties.

After finally getting rid of those enthusiastic elementary school classmates, she dragged the huge suitcase through the silent night and hurried home, her mind was full of her own business.

Soon, Takamori Masumi returned to the apartment she was renting.

She took the elevator upstairs, and when she reached the door of the room, she looked around furtively, then opened the door, and quickly dodged in.

It's a small room, and you can directly see the living room from the entrance.

The living room was rather messy, with broken vases and flowers scattered all over the place.In the place where the fragments were most concentrated, there was a scruffy young man lying on his stomach. There was blood on the back of his head, and he seemed to have died a long time ago.

Takamori Masumi dragged the empty suitcase into the house, but didn't pack it right away.She slumped on the ground, lit a long, slender women's cigarette, and took a deep breath.

In the smog, Masumi Takamori leaned against the wall, talking to himself wearily, and comforted himself psychologically: "I actually met my elementary school classmates at such a time, and they were friends with that famous famous detective... I heard that Detectives can quickly find the murderer at a glance, but my home is the scene of the crime, and the shopping mall is so far away, even Jiang Xia must not be able to see anything."

Masumi Takamori didn't expect that he would actually embark on the road of killing people.

Her career was booming, and she originally planned to change to a better and safer house in two days, but before she could find a good house, the ex-boyfriend approached her with malicious intentions.

Masumi Takamori did have a depraved bad girlhood. If what she did during that period was widely publicized, perhaps her modeling career would come to an end.

The ex-boyfriend knew this very well, and it cost 500 million to open his mouth.When Takamori Masumi thought that he would live in the pain of working for such a guy for the rest of his life, he couldn't help but picked up the vase next to him.

When he recovered, the heavy vase had already hit the back of his ex-boyfriend's head.

And she didn't want to turn herself in for this kind of scum, so she hurried to the supermarket to buy a suitcase and came back, planning to get rid of him in the dead of night.

"Okay, don't make those pessimistic assumptions, get up and work." Masumi Takamori patted his face hard to encourage himself.

She was about to get up, but when her eyes fell on the corpse that was waiting to be dealt with urgently, something unexpected made Takamori Masumi tremble and a scream came from her throat-why did this corpse open its eyes? !
She remembered very clearly that before she went out to buy a suitcase just now, she looked at the staring corpse and felt scared, so she closed his eyes specially for him.

But now...

"Is it really so dead..." Masumi Takamori stepped forward tremblingly, "I don't want to kill you, but who told you not to leave a way for others to survive."

She closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to press them, closing the corpse's eyes again.

Looking at the corpse that had become peaceful again, Takamori Masumi breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on the ground.

At this moment, her hand suddenly bumped into something, and the thing hit the floor with a crisp clanging sound.

"Huh?" Masumi Takamori looked down suspiciously, and saw a small foreign silver coin, "What is this, did it fall out of that guy?"

She shook her head, wiped the coin and stuffed it back into the pocket of the corpse, then took a deep breath, and began to destroy the corpse: there was an undeveloped wild lake area just a few kilometers away, put more stones, and sink the corpse into the lake Enough.

……

The day of the fashion show begins.

Early in the morning, Takamori Masumi arrived at the site closest to the venue by car.

She glanced at the newspapers sold in the small shop, walked over to buy a copy as if nothing had happened, and then swiped her phone after reading it, confirming that there was no news of any "corpse at the bottom of the lake" recently, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It shouldn't be discovered." Takamori Masumi comforted himself in his heart, "There are so many missing people every year, and this one is definitely not bad. Calm down, it's not a big problem."

Thinking of this, she threw away the newspaper with ease, and planned to go to the venue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, there was an extra person on the street.

Holding the ticket in one hand and the bag in the other, Jiang Xia glanced at her and smiled politely at her.

Behind Jiang Xia, the two female classmates were not so polite.

"We're coming!" Sonoko Suzuki jumped over and hugged Masumi Takamori, who was in a daze, "Surprised or unexpected!"

Masumi Takamori: "..."

... Today is a working day, don't you guys have to go to school? !
Her expression was almost cracked, and she tried to smile, but her face couldn't be controlled.

Fortunately, at this moment, there was a screeching sound of brakes beside him.

The assistant of Boduo Clothing Design Company arrived by car and waved to Takamori Masumi: "Masumi, I'm here to pick you up. Huh? Who are these people, are you friends?"

Takamori Masumi smiled uglier than crying, and nodded.

Suzuki Sonoko patted her on the shoulder to comfort her: "If you want to cry, just cry out. With such a loyal friend like us, it's normal to be moved, hahahahaha."

Conan: "..."

Although I don't know exactly what happened to this old classmate, judging from her reaction, after today, this series of hearty laughter will probably become Masumi Takamori's nightmare.

……

Fortunately, the little assistant drove a commercial vehicle with enough seats, and they were taken to the venue in one trip.

"Hello, I'm Sayoko Kiriyama." The little assistant looked at them from the rearview mirror, feeling a little emotional, "I didn't expect Masumi to have friends...ah no, I mean, I didn't expect her to have such a famous detective friend."

Masumi Takamori's eyes gradually lost their brilliance: "..." Can you forget about the detective, and let's talk about my lack of friends.

Although one person gradually lost the desire to chat and survive, with Sonoko Suzuki and the little assistant also a talkative person, the atmosphere in the car was lively all the way.

……

The vehicle drove towards the beautiful countryside for a while, and finally stopped in front of a villa built in the deep mountains.

The little assistant introduced: "Here we come. This is the 'French Pavilion' rented by our boss with a lot of money. It is said that it was built by rich people in the last century. At that time, only dignitaries were eligible to enter, but now it has been converted into a hotel. Anyone can come in as long as they save money and pick a day when they are not booked out."

Several people entered the hotel with their luggage, and under the enthusiastic introduction of the assistant, they went to the counter to register.

And before they stepped into the hotel lobby.

Wing, behind a curtain in a room.

Inozuka Jiro pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a cold light flashed through the lenses: "This group of high school students again? Oh, what a 'coincidence'."

(End of this chapter)