Conan’s Corpse Picker

  The art dealer raised his chin proudly when he heard this sentence: "Hmph, I said earlier that we need to prepare more hands for treasure hunting - look!"

   He reached into his huge travel bag and pulled it out, swiped it, and pulled out a new roll of soft rope ladders.

"Wow--!"

   The eyes of a few physically disabled people lit up.

   But he was silent again: "This kind of soft rope ladder, if you can't hang it, it's actually useless."

  The art dealer said loudly and shamelessly: "Then find a way for someone to climb up! It's really impossible to build a personal ladder. Even if there are so many of us, even if we stack it up, it's enough to climb to the top."

   "White Bird Police Department" nodded and took the opportunity to say, "Let me step on it."

  “…”

  The art dealer turned his head to look at him for a moment, remembering what he said just now, and lowered his body cursingly.

   Kidd stepped on his back, flipped lightly, and quickly entered the passage. _o_m

   In fact, no one is on the mat, and he can come up just as well. But now he is still in the face of the "White Bird Police Department", Kidd hesitated for a moment, and decided to be dedicated and play the role to the end before tearing off Yi Rong - otherwise, in case this group of people learned the "too slow action when catching the history test soldiers" "Let's focus on arresting him first, and things will be too troublesome. With such a narrow passage, there is nowhere to run.

  "I'll go first to see if there is an exit at the end of the passage." The "White Bird Police Department" didn't pick up the rope ladder handed over by the art dealer. He turned around and walked along the steeply sloping passage.

  …

   This passage does not have a fork, but leads straight up in a stable arc, and it does look like it will lead to the ground.

   But at the end, Kidd regrettably found that there was a solid metal top door blocking his head, which could only be opened in one direction - opening the door from above was easy, but it was difficult to get out from here.

   He studied the unlocking method for a while, and then found that the mechanisms were all set outside and could not be opened from the inside unless he could cut a stone one or two feet thick with his bare hands, or cut through a metal door.

   "...If there are really stupid descendants who come in to explore alone, maybe they will be trapped in it for the rest of their lives." Kidd knocked on the door and muttered to himself, "This is really a real great-grandfather."

  …

   There was no way out, and the "White Bird Police Department" could only follow the passage first and slid back to the original place.

   "There's an exit on it." He fell back to the ground, "but it's a one-way open top door. I've looked around, but I can't find the corresponding mechanism, maybe it needs to be opened from the outside."

"Then what should we do, we can only wait for the detective to come back to save us?" The art dealer looked worried, "but the opponent is that murderous international thief. If Jiang Xia is shot in the head, will we all be trapped here and buried here? ?"

  Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan objected to this: "Jiang Xia will not be shot in the head!"

"Maybe there is another way." Conan didn't want to passively wait for rescue, he looked at the "White Bird Police Department", "I remember you said just now that there is a crack in the rock where the collapsed place - adults can't get through it, but I should OK."

  …

   A group of people returned to the place where the tunnel collapsed just now.

The art dealer touched his all-purpose travel bag, took out a pair of walkie-talkies, stuffed one of them into Conan, and told the elementary school student anxiously: "There should be a signal on the ground. After you go out, call the police and find someone. Come and save us. Don't wander around alone!" If this kid ran around and bumped into Shi Kao soldiers after going out, then they would really be buried in the ground.

  Conan looked at him speechlessly and told himself, but he could only nod like a real child: "Don't worry, I know it all."

   He quickly followed the gap and climbed out. Then, he didn't care about getting rid of the dirt on his body, and ran along the passage all the way to the entrance of the tunnel when he came.

   Halfway through the run, Conan suddenly clicked and kicked something.

   He was stunned for a moment, then stopped, wondering: the underground passage is normal with stones, but when the thing he kicked just now collided with the stone wall, it made the sound of a plastic shell.

   Plastic products are thrown in this place?

  Conan intuitively felt that something was wrong.

   He flashed his flashlight to the place where the sound came from, and quickly found the target—the ground.

   He even threw a used injection tube. There was not much dust on the surface of the injection, and it looked brand new. It should have just been thrown away.

  Conan picked it up across the handkerchief, looked at it for a moment, and hesitantly muttered in his heart: "Anesthetic?"

"Jiang Xia shouldn't use this kind of thing. If he said it, it would be almost the same as dropping a swinging stick. So this should be Shi Kaobing's. She actually carries anesthesia with her. She is really anonymous?" thoughts:

"Then Jiang Xia went out with her alone, didn't it mean that the meat buns beat the dog. I remember a guy who could change his voice, change his face, and who was suspected of being anonymous. He seemed to have a history of kidnapping... Why are these people pestering Jiang Xia? Wouldn't it be because the invitation to Jiang Xia to join was rejected, so embarrassed and angry?"

  Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help clenching his fists: Damn, obviously he has no way to join Anonymous... Of course, he didn't really want to go with Anonymous, just wanted to go in and see what kind of organization this was and be a private undercover agent. Um? Wait, is it that Anonymous knew this, so he didn't give him a chance to join?

   In this case, I really underestimate the anonymous hr...

  Conan was briefly distracted.

   But soon he realized that this was not the time to analyze Anonymous criteria. @

  Conan: "..." Thinking rationally, Shi Kaobing is actually unlikely to be an anonymous member. Although she salvaged Jiang Xia from the river a few days ago, even if she didn't, Jiang Xia could swim up on her own. Now, it seems that, rather than saving people, this is more like trying to sell one's favor, and then use Jiang Xia's help. , close to the egg of memory.

   And just now in the underground hall, she wanted to shoot at Sonoko. No, it wasn't exactly what he thought, but he had actually fired, but was interrupted by Jiang Xia and failed to hit.

   On the other hand, the most representative "Miss Anonymous" is quite friendly to Sonoko, as well as to other high school students.

  From this point of view, "Shi Kaobing" is more like an anonymous enemy.

   "That's right, you can't just identify anonymous names from 'carrying an anesthesia needle with you and' having an intersection with Jiang Xia. After all, other people will also use anesthesia needles as weapons, such as... uh, such as myself?"

  Conan looked at the anesthesia watch on his wrist and fell silent for a while.

After a while, he continued to run towards the tunnel entrance, discarding the reasoning just now, and thinking from a different angle: "Cough, for example, some kidnappers who need to confirm the survival of the hostages. Wait, the anesthetic is now empty, so to speak, things not good...

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