Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Vodka did not immediately proceed to the next step.

   He carefully identified and confirmed that there were no other organs on the back, and then opened the door of the safe.

   Looking inside expectantly, his expression froze, and he blurted out, "What the hell!"

  "?" The mermaid turned her head and glanced at him, feeling that she was being scolded, and her eyes gradually became unkind.

  Gin also had a strange reaction to vodka. He bent down and looked into the safe. The next moment, the traces of murderous aura on his body suddenly became strong. When he straightened up again, there was a bit of played anger in his eyes.

   Jiang Xia tilted her head to look between the two of them, and saw strands of hair that were packed in vacuum bags and stored in stacks.

   Those hairs are long or short, black or white, covering almost all races and age groups.

"It is said that Rasputin likes to collect ***'s hair, cut a strand after sleeping, and save up several boxes before death." Gin quickly understood, staring at the box of hair, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "No matter what. Whether this legend is true or not, the soldiers seem to have taken it seriously, and then followed suit. But..." He looked at some of the gray hair, "this should not be taken from the person she slept with, but more like she killed people who have passed."

Vodka remembered the effort she had spent in unlocking the lock just now, and couldn't help but want to curse: "No wonder she has to hide it so tightly. Those treasures can still be explained as she bought them from others at a high price. These hairs are all evidence of murder. Stay at home, this stupid pervert..."

"I really remember her ancestors in all aspects." Jiang Xia raised his hand and touched his thick hair, a little puzzled, "Why did you want to gouge my eyes when you came to me? Is my hair not attractive enough to her? "

Jinjiu is surprisingly familiar with some miscellaneous unofficial history. "Some people say that Rasputin's eyes have magical powers, which can make the woman he looks at by fascinated. That's why there are those boxes of 'collections,..." He looked at Jiang Xia's eyes, for some unknown reason, showed a disgusted expression of seeing flies.

   Jiang Xia: "...?"

   He was puzzled for a moment, and suddenly remembered the portrait on the wall at home - the magical father of "Jiangxia Tongzhi", whose eyes seemed to resemble him.

   So I couldn't help but be a little curious: "You seem to have a problem with Jiang Xia Longping"

  Gin let out a cold snort from his nose, perhaps expressing the model worker's natural hatred for the fish-mongering monster. He ignored the question, thought for a moment, and turned to vodka: "Take everything inside."

   Vodka was startled: "...with, with these hairs?"

After    asked, he also reacted: These should all be the people who had the treasures of the Romanov Dynasty, and some people may have a high status, maybe they will be able to use it anytime. Even if it doesn't work, it can still be used to knock the psychological defense line of Shi Kao soldiers, and they are not heavy anyway, but they are a little disgusting...

  Thinking like this, Vodka laboriously loaded his hair into the car, leaving only an empty hidden safe. It seems that there is really a bit of "Shi Kaobing found that the location of the stronghold was on the verge of leaking, and took the initiative to pack up and escape". _o_m

  Everything that should have been loaded has been loaded, not even a strand of hair has been spared. …

  Gin wine turned to look at Jiang Xia: "Are you staying here?"

Jiang Xia remembered her plan to sneak back into the team, and nodded slightly: "It just so happens that there are a lot of Rasputin's sculptures here, so she can't bear to destroy the statues of her ancestors herself, so after I broke free, I used these hidden objects to deal with her, She kept thinking about it until she was worried that there was not enough time, so she collapsed here and took the initiative to leave.

  Thinking of this, he turned to look at Matsuda Jinhei who was busy loading explosives: "Gin just smashed a few statues, you remember to let the collapsed ceiling smash them again later.

   Matsuda Jinpei nodded from a distance and concentrated on his work.

   Jiang Xia retracted his gaze and looked at Qinsa, intending to take one last murderous farewell as farewell before Qinjiu and vodka left.

   However, when he turned his head, he found that Gin had not left, but raised his gun at him in thought.

   "...?" Jiang Xia was stunned, and slowly remembered the suggestion that Jin Jiu had just interrupted, "Give you a shot to make the plan more successful".

   He was silent for a moment: "Are you serious?"

  ...Speaking of which, Gin seems to be a needle in anesthesia.

After   , the ruthless guy who shot himself through the arm in order to stay awake. Be **** yourself and be **** others.

   Gin really just saw this as part of the plan. Seeing Jiang Xia's skeptical face, he reluctantly explained, "You are not an isolated case. We often use similar bitter tactics to help some people clear their crimes - don't move."

The    voice fell to the ground, and the murderous aura on his body obviously did not change, but he suddenly pulled the trigger, and his movements were natural and smooth, as if he was just picking up a pen that fell to his feet for a colleague.

   Jiang Xia: "!"

  At the same time as the gunshot, he ducked away from the muzzle. After the explosion, a line of blood splashed from the upper arm.

   Blood flowed down his arm, Jiang Xia's eyes twitched fiercely: "..." Is this model worker avenging private revenge?

   Gin looked at the shallow **** mouth, and seemed not satisfied with this half-baked bitterness, and raised his gun again: "I said don't move.

"Okay, that's it - if I happened to be hit, it would be strange. After all, I am not the kind of detective who is only good at reasoning and has weak hands-on ability." Jiang Xia Youyou glanced at the muzzle of his gun and interrupted. Said, "You just wanted to pierce my shoulder or arm. That would affect my actions too much, and I have other things to do next."

  Although wounds generally recover quickly as long as they don’t die, no one knows how long it will take to heal.

   And next, Jiang Xia also planned to go to England to catch Okiya Subaru, and running so far with an injury was not a pleasant thing to think about.

  Gin frowned, looking left and right, he always felt that the workmanship was very rough.

He thought for a while and lowered his muzzle: "Then take a shot in the leg, otherwise it's hard to explain why you didn't run away after the scouts left, but stayed here - unless you escaped to join them. , but then you will be asked how to get rid of Shi Kaobing and leave. It’s better to lie here and pretend to be dizzy, so at least you don’t have to say anything.”

   Jiang Xia: "..." How much do you want to shoot me...

Beside   , Vodka silently pricked up his ears, and there was a trace of envy in his eyes: It's good to hear it - I gave Uzo two shots, what a face to blow it out, he also wants to fight.

  Vodka: "..." But speaking of this, a while ago, the eldest brother didn't want to overly expose Uzo's information, so he forbade him to gossip about Uzo in the organization.

   Alas, without the news of Wuzuo, a warrior, from foreign science, I still don’t know how many ignorant new cadres would be brutally murdered…