Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 356 To be a detective, you must respect the old and love the young, ask for a monthly pass (ω｀)
Thinking of this, Pisk walked back quickly, worried that if he walked too slowly, the drunk No. 2 would leave first.

After the silver-haired old man walked away, a figure came to the locked wine cellar, reaching for the door lock.

With a slight click, the lock spring springs, and the door is pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Xia opened the puppet, walked in the door silently, and then locked the door again with a strange white key.

After picking up many shikigami, the hardness and fineness of the puppet clay have been greatly improved compared to the beginning, and Jiang Xia no longer has to worry about the problem of slow picking the lock.

After locking the door, he scattered the impromptu door opening tool, then walked a few steps to the cardboard box with the cleaner's clothes on it, and slapped something into it.

After that, he looked around the cabinet next to him, found a suitable and hidden place, stuffed the puppet in and hung up the phone.

Consciousness temporarily returned to the body.

……

in the banquet hall.

Jiang Xia stood by the window and opened his eyes.

The main body has been facing the window, staring at the deep night outside, pretending to be in a daze, but actually hung up the phone - due to the chaos in the corridor outside, he was able to hang here for a long time without being disturbed.

Now that his consciousness has returned, Jiang Xia is about to go to the corridor to see the situation.

However, at this moment, through the dark mirror-like window in front of him, he saw a familiar figure approaching from behind him.

The eyes of the two met in the "Black Mirror", and Pisk showed a kind old man's smile.

Jiang Xia turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Already in the process of approaching, Pisk quietly slumped a little, making himself look older and less threatening than usual.

Out of the corner of his eye, he found that no one noticed this side, and he was secretly happy, but on his face he said anxiously:
"Young man, do you know where the changing room of this hotel is? My granddaughter accidentally spilled wine on her skirt just now and said she wanted to change it, but she hasn't come back yet."

While listening, Jiang Xia secretly looked at Pisk from head to toe.

Even though he had just killed someone, there was already some murderous aura on this bottle of old wine.

Think about Pisk now inexplicably coming to chat...

Jiang Xia had a vague realization.

He nodded immediately, showing a faint angelic smile resembling Mao Lilan: "Don't worry, the security here is good, and there shouldn't be any accidents——I know the location of the locker room, come with me."

As he said that, he walked towards the side door, and led Pisk out of the banquet hall in a low-key manner, heading towards the empty rooms deep in the corridor.

The two walked through the side door one after the other.

At the same time, at the main entrance of the banquet hall tens of meters away, Miwako Sato stared at the backs of the two in a daze.

……

The deeper the corridor, the more murderous Pisk's body became.

Jiang Xia noticed this and realized that he had guessed right—probably because of the news from Qin Jiu just now, which misunderstood Pisk. He seemed to regard "Jiang Xia" as an enemy.

...that's wonderful.

As a member of the same organization, he can't just attack Pisk for nothing.

But if it was Pisk who made the first move, he instinctively defended himself and made a few strikes, which is also very reasonable.

After these few blows, a qualified and prudent member of the organization should think: a teammate suddenly attacks him for no reason in a place where there are many policemen... This may happen because the teammate is actually an undercover agent or a traitor. Wanting to cooperate with the police around him is not good for him.

In this way, wouldn't it be more reasonable to drag Pisk to a place where no one was around and beat him a few more times, to torture him to find out the real purpose...

Jiang Xia quickly led Pisk through the corridor, made a slight turn, and came to an empty dressing room.

In order to reassure Pisk, he knocked on the door a few times and politely waited for the "granddaughter" inside to open it by herself.

Pisk listened to the occasional footsteps in the corridor, and anxiously urged, like a grandfather worried about his granddaughter, "Go in and have a look."

This kind of behavior of asking a strange man to open the door of his granddaughter's fitting room without opening the door himself is actually a bit contrary to thinking about it.

But Jiang Xia tolerantly ignored this because he was full of murderous intent.

He turned the doorknob and stepped inside.

Pisk looked at this naive young man who took the elderly lightly, a sneer appeared on his lips, and there was also a faint sense of pride as an experienced elder.

He straightened his back again, regaining the appearance of a strong organization cadre. At the same time, he strode into the house and slashed at the back of Jiang Xia's neck with his palm, intending to knock him out, and then transport him to the wine cellar to be dealt with with Xue Li.

However, the actual situation was slightly different from his perfect script.

——When he was about to hit, the detective in front of him turned his body strangely and gave up his hand. At the same time, he backhanded and grabbed Pisk's neckline very skillfully.

Pisker was taken aback.

Before he had time to think about it, his whole body was already flying into the air like a sack being swung away. Like countless other senior criminals, he drew the same trajectory in the air and made the same noise on the ground. Howled the same scream.

...the only advantage is that Pisk has at least some professional training compared to some other criminals who know nothing about fighting.He protected his vitals in time and was not thrown stupid the first time.

But things didn't get any better.

Even, after a few seconds, Pisk vaguely had the illusion that not falling unconscious was not an advantage, but a disadvantage.

——When he fell to the ground, he felt Jiang Xia loosen his neckline.However, before he could get up, someone stepped on his back firmly.Immediately afterwards, there was a "click" sound of some kind of object stretching out.

Pisk looked through the arm gap in front of his face, and saw Jiang Xia locked the door, and at the same time, pulled out a pitch-black swinging stick from nowhere.

Pisk looked at this set of smooth movements: "..."

... No, when he was in the banquet hall before, he checked it in his free time - Jiang Xia didn't have any certificates in karate, judo, taekwondo, etc. His resume, no matter how you look at it, looks more like a person who is not good at fighting, A detective who is good at brainpower, which also fits Jiang Xia's external image.

Shouldn't this kind of person be slapped down in the face of an attack from behind? !why……

boom--

Pisk let out a scream, and his chaotic thoughts were interrupted by the severe pain on his body.

He rolled and moved on the ground, trying to get rid of it, but the stick was knocked down at a speed denser than the rainstorm and heavier than the thunder... How dare this detective beat an old man in his 70s like this!Pisk's sense of bewilderment was gradually subdued by the pain, and he began to be filled with anger, as well as a faint trace of fear.

He, he wouldn't die here in such a ridiculous way.I heard that when people get drunk, their sanity declines, and it is difficult to control the severity of their strikes. It is not uncommon for people to fight to death after drinking...

At this moment, thinking of the email that Gin sent before, Pisk suddenly felt that he understood the meaning of Gin.

But at the same time, anger is inevitable.

——If Gin didn’t say “don’t provoke him” in general, but clearly stated “he’s good at beating people so don’t provoke him”, then he, who holds a hot weapon, wouldn’t fall into this situation at all—— As a financial predator, he is legally qualified to hold a gun, and he happens to have a gun on him!
Thinking of this, Pisk suddenly grasped a glimmer of hope for survival.

Although this may cause him to be under the spotlight of the police, it is better than being beaten to death by a drunk detective for no reason...

He struggled to reach his gun pocket.

But before he could hold the handle of the gun, there was a sudden knocking sound from the locked door.

Someone shouted hesitantly outside the door: "...Jiang Xia?"

The stick that kept hitting Pisk was suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Pisk heard Jiang Xia click his tongue very regretfully.

This gap made Pisk come back a little bit, and he took a deep breath, regardless of reserve, "Save...!"

As soon as he uttered a gasp, Jiang Xia squatted down and grabbed his mouth.

This action also reveals a strange skill.

Pisk: "!!!"

Numerous cases flashed through his mind, all of which were innocent souls who tried to call for help when they were violently assaulted, but were strangled to death by panicked gangsters, or suffocated to death by covering their mouths.

... Gin!Gin!Vodka, and that other member! !Why are you still not here! !

The pig teammate mistaken me! !

Feeling the reduced air, Pisk's face turned green, and his eyes were stained with a trace of panic at the end.No matter how old a person is, he will be afraid of death, let alone only seventy, if he can, he even wants to live another seven hundred years!
However, what happened next was not what Pisk thought.

Jiang Xia didn't hold him until he died.

Instead, he picked him up from the ground, and quickly and quickly slapped away the light footprints on his back.

Afterwards, Pisk saw the detective silently fold the special stick back into its original shape, put it in his pocket, and then step forward to open the locked locker room door as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Xia glanced outside the door, seemingly surprised: "Officer Sato?"

Miwako Sato didn't speak, but turned her head slightly, looked suspiciously over Jiang Xia's shoulder, and looked into the room.

I saw an old man with white hair squatting in the room, slightly bent, his face seemed distorted.

The sound insulation of this hotel is good. After Miwako Sato followed and listened through the door for a while, she was still unable to determine what happened in the room.

But now, seeing the appearance of the old man inside, she suddenly realized that Jiang Xia must be secretly beating someone behind the police's back.

This is of course not legal, but after condemning, Miwako Sato couldn't help but think: Jiang Xia would not do such a thing for no reason, and his previous experience has also proved that every time he beats criminals who are very harmful ...Could it be that Jiang Xia has found the real culprit who killed the congressman?The real culprit is this old man? !
Miwako Sato looked solemn, and was about to ask carefully.

But at this time, the old man in the room stood up straight with a straight face, and it seemed that there was not much inconvenience in his movements.

Officer Sato hesitated again.

This kind of behavior is completely different from the previous criminals who could only be dragged away by the police, or who rushed over with tears when they saw the police... Is it because the time is too short, Jiang Xia hasn't had time to beat people to that level of familiarity, or She actually misunderstood?
Miwako Sato turned her eyes to Jiang Xia: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xia secretly smoothed out the folds of the cuffs: "The old gentleman asked me where the dressing room was just now, so I brought him over to have a look."

"..." Officer Sato looked at Pisk's ugly face, not quite believing it.

She leaned over to Jiang Xia and confirmed in a low voice: "Did you hit anyone?"

Jiang Xia said "Huh?", and looked at her blankly, with the appearance of "I don't understand what you are talking about".

Officer Sato suspects that he is playing dumb.

But after looking carefully, he felt that Jiang Xia was really innocent, so he fell into confusion and didn't know whether to believe it or not.

At this moment, Pisk just stood up.

Sato was taken aback, and turned to him nervously: "Are you okay?"

"..." Pisk wished he could step on the ground and beat Jiang Xia in the same way, but a stiff smile appeared on his face, "It's nothing, I just asked him to help point out the way."

... From the conversation between the two just now, he heard that the woman at the door was a police officer.

Jiang Xia probably finished the beating, sobered up, and didn't dare to tell the police about the beating just now, trying to get away with it.

If it was in normal times, Pisk would definitely send this kind of bastard who ignored the law and beat the old man to the bureau.

But now, once he accuses Jiang Xia of beating him, at his current age, even if he escapes the record, he will be sent to the hospital by the police who are worried that something will happen to him, and even sent someone to take care of him.

But now, Pisk has no time to spend on this kind of thing - Jiang Xia can still leave it for later, but the shrunken version of Shirley in the wine cellar can't be delayed for too long.Pisk had just experienced a round of beatings by the society, and at this time he was beaten forcibly with a tendency to be persecuted. He just wanted to take Shirley away as soon as possible to prevent accidents.

After listening to Pisk's answer, Police Officer Sato was obviously taken aback. He didn't expect that his and Jiang Xia's words were the same...Jiang Xia really didn't hit anyone this time?

She couldn't help but confirm to Pisk: "Are you really okay?"

Maintaining his image as a high-class man, Pisk nodded reservedly.

Because of this action, his back throbbed a few times.

The corners of Pisk's eyes twitched slightly, and he forcibly held back, intending to bypass Sato and leave.

The policewoman still stopped him: "Don't you need to go to the hospital?"

Pisker held back his temper: "No need." He just wanted to leave quickly, go back to the wine cellar to guard Shirley, and wait patiently for his companions to respond.

"That's good." Miwako Sato breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out her hand again, stopped Pisco who was about to leave, and showed a professional smile: "Then please come with me--I have something to do You cooperate with the investigation."

"..." Pisk, who just wanted to get away as soon as possible, "???"

……

Conan and Hui Yuan Ai are both victims of paranoid reserve. After he found out that his little friend was missing, he quickly thought of the worst scenario—— Hui Yuan Ai was taken away by the people of the Black Organization.

So he immediately called the Megure police department with Kudo Shinichi's voice, and asked the police to detain those who were assigned purple handkerchiefs according to the registration list at the front desk.

According to Conan's reasoning, the assassin sent by the Black Organization, the person most likely to capture Hui Yuan Ai, is probably among the seven...six people.

(End of this chapter)