Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 706 I paid too much

Fortunately, as long as you prepare in advance, this kind of trouble is not difficult to avoid.For example, Jiang Xia's current PlanA - just add a blood bag to Matsuda Zhenping, and make sure that if one shot is fired, normal things will come out.

Qin Jiu seems to have the habit of manually clearing his memory. This busy organization cadre will immediately clear the relevant information of the dead person from his mind after killing someone.

Therefore, as long as it is not discovered on the spot that something is wrong, even if it is "dead", Matsuda Puppet still has a chance, such as changing his clothes, sneaking into the organization from the peripheral members first, and then running to Uzo when the time is right... just the organization He seemed to welcome the newcomers very much, and even recruited a bunch of undercover agents without hesitation.

……

Manipulating the puppet clay is actually more like an activity that relies on intuition and body memory than detailed analysis and calculation.

Just like when you are exercising, you can generally think wildly.

Jiang Xia is now thinking wildly while carefully adjusting the movement of the puppet clay.

However, it turns out that when doing precision work, double-tasking is never a good habit.

——After a few seconds, Jiang Xia suddenly heard a very slight "pop".

Immediately afterwards, Matsuda Jinpei's mouth began to bleed—the blood bag was half stuffed and crushed by the overly solid clay.

Matsuda Jinpei's face was calm and numb, and he used the Buddhist method of "emptying himself" to fight against the strange touch when throwing the blood bag.

When he found that the blood bag was broken, he came back to his senses. After being startled for a while, he immediately shut up, covered his mouth with his hand, and wiped away the blood that had passed by the corner of his mouth——Jiang Xia changed the fabric sofa a while ago, and the fake blood dripped It is extremely difficult to wash.Although Jiang Xia is not the kind of strict master who "a puppet broke the beloved furniture and withheld the ghost mint", but this dark-bellied psychic master can completely "mix the murderous smell of alcohol with the murderous smell of disinfectant" , or the behavior of "mixing a little formalin-flavored murderous gas with coffee-flavored murderous gas" and then feeding... This point, the mermaid and Xiaobai have been forced to demonstrate to them many times, and Matsuda Jinpei does not want to try it himself.

Jiang Xia was also taken aback by the sudden rupture of the blood bag.

After recovering, he sighed and pointed to the bathroom that came with the bedroom.

When Matsuda Jinping walked in and stood on the smooth floral porcelain floor tiles, Jiang Xia snapped his fingers and scattered the puppets.

The figure in black disappeared out of thin air, only the blood in the blood bag was hanging in the air.A few tenths of a second later, they fell with a crash, splashing on the ground without a drop, and then Jiang Xia picked up the nozzle and washed it away.

At the same time, the illusory clay piled up, and the clean Matsuda Jinpei soon reappeared next to the sofa.

Jiang Xia looked back and nodded with satisfaction.The vest is very good, it is not afraid of getting dirty, and it can be cleaned with one button.

He walked to the cabinet and opened the door.Brought out a new blood bag.

Just about to walk back, after thinking about it, he put the blood bag back into the box.Then hugged the entire box, walked to the sofa, and put it in front of Matsuda Zhenping:

"It may be that the hardness of the clay was too high just now. I took back part of the shikigami and tried again."

"..."

Matsuda trembled uncontrollably, lowered his eyes slightly, and instinctively counted the number of blood packs neatly stacked in the box.

After a while, I recalled the feeling that my brain was invaded by a soft blood bag just now, and felt that if I was still a human being, cold sweat like a waterfall must be hanging on my forehead... Well, well, he is no longer a human being.It's not a big deal to get some water in the brain, and of course it's the same to get blood.

Thinking of this, under the urging of Jiang Xia's eyes, the calm police officer Matsuda leaned down, and picked up a blood bag...continuing to stuff it into his head.

After ten minutes.

The position of the blood bag was slowly fixed, Jiang Xia stopped manipulating the puppet clay, and looked at Matsuda Zhenping carefully.

It was found that the blood bag was completely hidden, at least from the outside.It did not cause subtle consequences such as "bulging of the back of the head", "bigger head", "strange things can be seen through the pupil".

According to a little bit of feedback from the puppet clay, at this moment, the blood bag was lying quietly in Matsuda Zhenping's mind.Although it was under tremendous pressure from all directions, it was not overwhelmed.Only when the range of movement becomes larger, it seems that the sound of gurgling water can be heard.

……Um?Water sound?
"..."

Jiang Xia struggled for a moment, and figured it out: It doesn't matter, the problem is not big, just let Matsuda Zhenping bring a water glass with him when the time comes.

He straightened up, let go of the industrious puppet, and was just about to say a few words of praise and reward him with a ghost mint.

But found that Matsuda Zhenping was sitting on the sofa, the whole person... the whole ghost was in a completely still state, if Jiang Xia hadn't pulled him to check just now, he might not have moved at all.

"...?"

Jiang Xia looked at him suspiciously, raised her hand in front of his eyes, and looked like an unlicensed doctor who had just performed a dangerous operation in a black workshop, and asked uncertainly: "How does it feel? Can you see it? Consciousness Can you control your actions?"

Jiang Xia did not personally possess the puppet to open the puppet and carry out this experiment.

If he goes into battle by himself, the result will become less rigorous.

When introducing Matsuda Jinping, the fake Uzo, to Qin Jiu, Jiang Xia's body must speak and move.So at that time, the one who opened the puppet must be the ghost of Matsuda Zhenping.

However, Jiang Xia is different from ghost fetuses in essence. Jiang Xia can swallow blood packs when driving the puppet, but it doesn't mean that Matsuda can also swallow it when driving the puppet, so it is necessary for the ghost in question to try it himself.

That's right, it's just for the sake of rigor, and it has nothing to do with not wanting to stuff water into my head...

And "hide a blood bag in the puppet clay" sounds like an easy task.But it's actually not that simple.If I had to make an analogy, it would be more like stuffing a blood bag into a pile of baked and hardened clay; or a drop of water falling on a smooth tabletop should have spread out into a circle due to surface tension, but now It's like trying to fill in a blank triangle inside - when the puppet was formed, it had already stabilized its shape.It can still be supported by changing the shape for a short time, but it is very troublesome to store items for a long time like today.

Jiang Xia doesn't quite know how the puppet feels now.

All he knew was that once the blood bag was put in, the consumption speed of the murderous aura increased visibly with the naked eye, and the puppet had to work hard to get the water in his head.

After hearing Jiang Xia's series of questions, Matsuda Jinping gradually thawed from the petrified state.

He raised his hand and groped to press the skin near the blood bag.Slowly shaking his head again.

This experiment was actually a success.

Because at present, this blood bag has no effect on movement and vision, and of course it will not cause pain. After all, puppets do not have pain-sensing nerves.

The only problem is...

The rattling sound was too loud.

The sound of water that Jiang Xia heard fell on Matsuda Jinping's senses, and it seemed to be magnified countless times. He could clearly hear the sound of liquid flowing through his head, like a gurgling brook hanging. Oni, who has not completely forgotten his identity as a human, is really curious.

However, this has nothing to do with the question Jiang Xia just asked.The calm adult police ghost doesn't want to admit that his state will be affected by the brain bleeding.

He tried his best to adapt to the rushing fluid in his head, picked up the sunglasses next to him and put them on again.

Thinking of Jiang Xia's questions, he nodded four times in turn: I feel good, I can see, I am conscious, I can move.

(End of this chapter)