Corpse collector in Conan

Miss Spider: "..." I didn't expect that even ghosts have to work. In fact, she seemed to be very leisurely before, but since she became Uzo's secretary...

The Q-version ghost fetus moved a few sharp claws on its back, hugged the falling shikigami and puppet clay in the air, and sighed slightly: "..." Alas, so busy.

I hope the master of the psychic medium will find a new secretary soon to share the ghost work.

…

On the other side, the first floor of the theater.

A tall man wearing a security uniform was walking quickly toward the side door along the employee passage with not many people around.

Ireland straightened the security hat that was running askew, looked down at the watch on his wrist, and counted the elapsed time, feeling a little irritated.

He didn't expect it to take so long to go downstairs... Thinking of the two security captains who stopped him without blinking just now, the murderous intention in Ireland's heart started to boil like a boiling pot.

If it were in the past, those two people would have had their necks broken and stuffed into any utility room in this building, waiting for Ireland's subordinates to come and fake the scene of "accidental death" or disappearance.

But now, at this critical moment when Uzo is staring at him, Ireland knows in his heart: he can no longer kill anyone easily. He even had to try his best to avoid any criminal behavior that would lead to arrest by the police, so as not to be taken advantage of by Uzo on the way... just like poor Mr. Pisk.

Although I have been unlucky recently, fortunately, the news coming out now is not all bad.

——Although Ireland looked very heroic, he went alone to the theater building under Uzzo's control. But in fact, he was not really reckless enough to come alone.

After arriving near the building, he carefully selected an absolutely trustworthy confidant and asked him to wait for him outside to respond at any time.

…

According to the news just received from his confidant, Kidd did not escape from the roof with a hang glider after he went upstairs.

In other words, it's probably still too late to catch up with this phantom thief and ask for information about Uzo.

This gave Ireland some comfort, and at the same time he secretly thought: "That monster thief may actually be an uncontrolled part of Uzo's plan... After all, if such a famous and highly skilled international thief really becomes Uzo's subordinate, , or completely controlled by Uzo, then it is impossible for there to be no movement in the organization.

“No matter how tightly Uzo conceals the news, the changes in funds, personnel, etc. will still expose this brand new change.

"On the other hand, what Uzo did here today may not only be to target me, but also to target Kidd, an international thief? This is a tempting piece of fat, but Kidd is usually elusive, and there is nothing Knowing people makes it difficult for Uzzo to use his expertise.”

Ireland tried its best to analyze the news that may be beneficial to itself from the current situation: "Kidd can achieve what he has today, in addition to his superb skills, his brain should also be very useful. Maybe after so many rounds, he has also found Uzo clues.

"It would be great if we could cooperate with Kidd and get the evidence of Uzo's exposure from him. Of course, after Uzo's matter is dealt with, we can also cooperate with other things...such as the various treasures that the monster thief stole. , in the future, the property will no longer need to be returned to its original owner, but will have a more appropriate place to go."

Ireland thought as he descended the last short flight of stairs.

He raised his head and saw the side entrance of the theater building in front of him. At this time, the stage play has ended, and the audience is leaving one after another. The side door is close to the parking lot. Through the transparent glass door, you can see many people passing by outside.

Ireland strode over and stretched out his hand towards the heavy doorknob.

…

At the same time, the roof directly above.

Kidd originally just wanted to stop Conan from kicking the football.

But after throwing playing cards at Conan for a while, he gradually found this mini detective rolling around to avoid attacks very interesting, like playing a game of whack-a-mole. Then Kidd gradually became more energetic, and the playing cards shot out of the magic gun as if they were free.

The nimble gopher rolled over and reached the edge of the rooftop at some point.

Kidd looked at Conan's narrow escape passage and couldn't help but smile in victory: "It's over!"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger hard and shot out.

Conan dodged sideways and avoided the playing card. But the next moment, he suddenly said "Ah!", his feet slipped as if he had lost his footing, and he stumbled to the side. Then he accurately passed through the gap in the railing and fell from the top of the nearly 100-meter-high building.

Kidd: "...??"

An international gangster obsessed with poker shootouts is startled. Kidd recovered from his playfulness, rushed to the edge of the building quickly, and jumped down in a cold sweat, intending to save Conan before he fell to pieces.

After two people jumped off the building one after another.

On the rooftop, another detective quickly ran to the railing and looked down.

Jiang Xia: "..." What should I do if my classmates and the Phantom Thief die together?

Thinking about what Conan always did, he bent down on the railing, put his hands to his mouth, and let out a routine shout that should be here: "Conan——!!"

…

Directly below the three of them, at the side door.

Ireland pushed the door open and looked at the bustling crowd. He suddenly had some extremely unpleasant associations with this kind of street at night.

The next moment, whether it was an illusion or an auditory hallucination, he felt as if a vague human voice was coming from above his head. The voice was mixed in the night wind and could not be heard clearly, but the voice seemed familiar.

Ireland frowned and instinctively looked up at the sky.

Then suddenly there was a thump in my heart.

It was dark and it was difficult to see clearly what was in the sky. But his excellent eyesight and the occasional sweeping searchlight made Ireland immediately realize that something was wrong.

——Under the illumination of the overhead light, something was falling rapidly from the roof. Judging from the blurry silhouette, it turned out to be two people, one large and one small!

Ireland: "..." They say it only takes three, but Uzo actually used the same move four times... This is humiliation, naked humiliation!

Fortunately, the building this time was too high, and the wind was blowing upwards along the building. The two people fell very slowly, and the people downstairs were not in danger for the time being.

Ireland snorted coldly and planned to walk away quickly, away from this dangerous area, leaving the two Uzo tool men to be smashed into meat patties alone.

But before he could look back from the sky, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his arm - a slender needle tore open his clothes, pierced into his muscles, and pushed in a stream of cold liquid.

"?!"

This sense of danger made Ireland's mind buzz with alarm.

He punched hard in that direction, and at the same time wanted to reach out and pull out the needle, but the person who pricked him with the needle while he was looking at the sky jumped back nimbly and landed lightly. Ireland couldn't hit anything.