Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1905 1905 [The Riddler's Flaws]

The screenwriter is terribly annoyed when the phone rings and interrupts his work.

He pushed away the stool, strode to the landline, picked up the receiver, and was just about to curse.

But after recognizing the voice on the phone, the scriptwriter's tone softened: "It's you. Hehe, don't worry, I probably know who that 'red-bearded Santa Claus' is."

"Huh? You've finally changed your mind? ——It's only now that you've discovered my strengths. You're really slow." Hearing what the other person said, the scriptwriter laughed happily, "Okay, I'll go now."

After hanging up the phone, he didn't bother to pay attention to the unfinished new script. He rubbed his hands excitedly, put on his coat, and strode out.

at the same time.

The window of a room on the third floor.

Hashimoto Maya looked at the figure who evaded the patrolling policemen and sneaked out of the house, with a serious expression on his face: "What does this guy want to do?"

Inozuka Saburo: "I don't know, but I always feel that he won't live long."

The two looked at each other, and looked back at each other: Very good, now I can be sure that the sight of "that thing" has completely fallen on this interesting troupe - they are safe.

……

"Hiss, it's so cold." The scriptwriter, wearing a handsome windbreaker, stopped by a small lake near the hotel.

He posed handsomely against the wind for a while, but he didn't hold on for a minute, and started rubbing his hands in the cold: "Why do you want to make an appointment to meet in this kind of place, women are so troublesome, you always have to pursue some romance... Humph, but it doesn't matter, it's very Soon I'll take you to your warm bed."

Imagining the happy time to come, the screenwriter showed an indescribable smile.

And behind him, amidst the howling cold wind, a tightly wrapped black shadow appeared silently, raising the cold steel pipe in his hand.

Then smash it down hard.

……

a few hours later.

I thought that one person died that night, and everyone could spend the night peacefully in grief.

However, it didn't take long for the second victim to appear.

In the small frozen lake near the hotel, a body fell face down in a hole in the ice.

On the belt on the back of the corpse, there was a greeting card with a Christmas picture drawn on it-there was no doubt that the murderer was the "Santa Claus with the red beard" again.

This time, Bupo's vigil finally lost her previous composure. She clicked on the lighter, but it couldn't start for a long time, and finally she could only hold the cigarette stiffly to her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Suzuki Sonoko woke up from the cold, and couldn't help muttering to Jiang Xia: "Could it be that the 'Red Beard Santa Claus' really has a grudge against their entire theater troupe? This time, all of them are going to die, right? .”

Maya Hashimoto glanced this way quietly: "..." Don't you know exactly how many people will die? ——At such a young age, his acting skills are decent, and he is indeed Uzo's lackey.

...Speaking of which, how on earth did Uzo make a consortium daughter of this size obey him?

Seeing Wu Zuo's power expand is more uncomfortable than seeing himself being arrested by the police.Hashimoto Maya can only pray secretly now, hoping that the two Suzuki couples who are still in power will not be bewitched by the evil forces from the organization.

But these things are still far away.

Compared with Maya Hashimoto, someone was obviously more panicked at this time.

The "clown" in the troupe also heard Suzuki Sonoko's words, and couldn't help retorting loudly: "I haven't done anything, why kill me!"

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and grabbed Jiang Xia's hand, as if holding a life-saving straw: "I can see that this group of policemen can't count on them at all - now we can only rely on you, hurry up Let's solve the case and arrest that person!"

The detective looked at the poor man troubled by the murderer sympathetically, as if he wanted to replace him with his own body: "Don't worry, I will try my best. But before that, shouldn't you tell me everything you know?"

……

Back at the hotel, several people found a warm room.

The "clown" who was still in shock also followed in, and under the watchful eyes of a group of people, he told the information he knew.

"It's not the first time our troupe has performed in this hotel. I also heard about the story of 'Santa Claus with a red beard' from the hotel manager by chance."

The clown actor sighed: "You may not know that the manager likes to mention 'Room 315' and 'Santa Claus with a red beard' very much, but every time he mentions it, he keeps it secret and looks mysterious. I don’t want to tell anyone the details.”

When Hashimoto Maya and Inozuka Saburo heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and wanted to nod: "..." They knew, knew very well - if it weren't for "that thing" it might be nearby, so we must be cautious in our words and deeds Well, they probably followed their hearts a long time ago and beat the manager of the Riddler with a sack and tortured him.

The clown actor has his own unique cliché skills: "I am very curious, and I am really curious about the whole story. Fortunately, although the management is strict, he likes to drink. So once after work, I thanked him In the name of getting him drunk, he finally asked about the thing he always talked about.

"'Santa Claus with the Red Beard' is a real guest. The first time he came to this hotel was 1 years ago - it was also a snowy Christmas Eve, 'Santa Claus with the Red Beard' 'Carrying the package, I came to the hotel.

"Even though 10 years have passed, the manager still has a deep impression on this guest, because that person is completely red from head to toe—he is wearing red trousers, a red windbreaker, red gloves, and a red hat. Even Even the hair and beard were dyed red.

"The guest dressed in red came to the front desk and opened the bag he was carrying with him. There were bundles of banknotes in the bag. He pushed the whole bag of money to the front desk and asked to rent room 315 here for 10 days. Year.

"Since that day, he has lived in this hotel."

Jiang Xia remembered the red room where Maya Hashimoto and the others were in when they passed by the third floor: "So he also decorated room 315 like that?"

The clown nodded: "From the walls to the curtains, to some furniture and ceiling lights, everything that could be changed was changed to red by him - the manager was also frightened when he went to see it, and he can still see that he Dissatisfied with this matter. But the guest gave too much money, and paid a huge sum of money to rent the room for 10 years, the manager had to endure it and did not interfere.

"In the ten years since then, that guest has hardly gone out, staying in that red room all day. The only communication with the outside world is the occasional phone call with the outside world.

"And one day a year ago, when the maid went to clean the room, he saw 'Santa Claus with the red beard' lying motionless on the bed - he was dead."

(End of this chapter)