Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Looking at it this way, the patrolman found that he had indeed photographed the smashed vehicle that was fleeing. But after he fell and pressed the shutter, the vehicle had jumped out far away, and the picture was not clear.

   Jiang Xia drove the puppet of the dry cat, leaned beside him, and stretched his neck to glance at the phone screen. Then he sighed silently: It seems that the blind box in Ireland cannot be opened this time.

  Although it is a bit of a pity, it seems to be understandable: most of the camera equipment on the market in the island country will make a crisp "click" sound when shooting, and there is a flash at night. If the shot is too close, and the movement is too loud, Ireland will probably notice it immediately and turn back and shoot.

   After all, this time was different from the one when Pisco died. Although Pisco also noticed the flash of the photo before his death, there were many reporters present at the time, and he thought that the reporters were taking a slideshow to commemorate it. But this time it was on an empty street, with no passing reporters helping to top the pot.

Next to   , the little patrolman knew nothing about the **** of death who passed by twice.

   He still regrets not being able to photograph suspicious people. But now that the car has run away, it is impossible to retake it, so I have to deal with other things first.

  The little patrolman couldn't take care of the cat for a while. He got up and quickly ran to the side to find the man who fell from the fourth floor and hit the roof of the car, and was brutally thrown off the car.

   Carefully stretched out his hand to probe, this person really had no signs of life.

  "." To be on the safe side, the patrolman still called an ambulance, intending to rescue him.

Then he anxiously contacted a police colleague: "I'm at the Kawasaki Commercial Building in 3-chome. Someone fell from the building here, and the smashed vehicle hit and ran. Well, I don't know if the hit was the hit, but he fled south and stopped the car. I'll send you the photo right now!"

When    was posting the photo, he looked down at the picture he had taken, and scratched the hat on top of his head worriedly.

  —The lighting in this area is not good, the car was moving too fast, and it was deformed a little by the corpse. At this time, there was only a blurred shadow in the photo, and he couldn’t even tell what kind of car it was.

The    license plate was not deformed, but there was a car passing by when it was facing the street. When the lights of other cars flickered, the license plate was reflective, and the text on it was difficult to read.

  Patrolman:." Rounding up means that there are no clues. It seems that we can only count on the colleagues who are looking for the car to be more successful.

   After panicking for a while, he gradually calmed down: Since the death has already happened, the police from the Metropolitan Police Department should take over this matter, and maybe there will be enthusiastic detectives passing by to help. As a small patrol officer, he only needs to truthfully provide what he saw.

   Patrolman: "." Of course, try to describe the guy who ran away as brutal as possible, otherwise it will be hard to explain why he didn't stop him in time.

  ・・

   While the patrolman was busy with his work.

Next to   , a psychic passing by quietly, has fallen into contemplation at this time.

  Jiang Xia was wearing a kangaroo vest, looked at the little patrolman, then looked at the direction of the Irish racing car, and was silent for a while: "." Is Ireland's luck a bit low? When the deceased fell from the building, if the reaction of this bottle of real wine was a little slower, it would mean one corpse and two lives in another sense.

  Ireland's speed rose too fast in order to run away, and Jiang Xia missed the opportunity to use his puppet to hitch a ride with him. Fortunately, mature psychics often go beyond first-hand preparations.

   He sensed the foggy tengu that was placed next to Ireland, and quickly sensed Ireland's driving route.

   Then I found that Ireland took a small road and stopped for a while. After changing to a spare car, he walked away without looking back, as if he was running outside Tokyo.

   Jiang Xia: "." Running so far? It seems that he will not return to his den today. Ireland's degree of prudence does not appear to be bad so far. It's just that he, like Jinjiu, does not kill the mouth occasionally. Perhaps this is also the bad luck of the organization cadres.

   This kind of accident happened suddenly, and if we continue to track it, I am afraid it will be difficult to find the Irish den in a short time, and it will only consume a lot of murderous aura.

   So after thinking for a moment, Jiang Xia recalled Wutiangou and decided to talk about it later. After all, the murderous aura in Ireland is not the kind of resident murderous aura that can be harvested every day, and it is difficult to regularly go to the den after finding a den.

   In this way, it is not unacceptable that he is temporarily out of sight.

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   And we are colleagues after all, everyone is in Tokyo, and there will be many opportunities to meet after I come here.

   While thinking expectantly, Jiang Xia drove halfway out of the street in the vest of the dry cat, and came to the place where Ireland passed by while running.

On the bushes on the side of the road, there was a mass of murderous smoke that had just drifted out of the car. Ireland seemed to be very confident in his marksmanship, and he saw the scene of the patrolman falling to the ground in the rearview mirror. I'm sure the patrolman is dead.

   His murderous intent towards the dead man disappeared, but he failed to actually kill him, so the little murderous intent towards the patrolman came off smoothly.

  Jiang Xia: "." It seems that this is also a neat person who immediately forgot his hatred after killing people. He manually gave a nod to Ireland's good temper.

   Then trot to the side of Murderous Qi, stretched out his claws to close it, picked it up and ran towards the direction of the body.

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   Soon, Jiang Xia drove the cat vest and returned to the cafe where his body was, and his consciousness returned to his body.

   He opened his eyes in the coffee shop, dispersed the puppet of the cat, and let the ghost take the unmarked fresh smoke smell and bring it back to the main body.

  The newly acquired murderous aura was stacked and stuffed into the pattern space. The ghosts and shikigami who were busy outside were also recalled to the tattoo by him.

   After taking stock of his new harvest, Jiang Xia took out his phone, thought about it, and sent Jinjiu an email from Riddler:

   [Congratulations on reinstatement. ]

"That gentleman" may have a hard time accepting Ireland's mistakes tonight: whether this cadre followed Gin without authorization, almost came into contact with the "Shi Kao soldiers" related to Uzo, or he was almost filmed for his attempted silence, it would make the boss feel dissatisfied.

   The superposition of several things will only result in greater dissatisfaction.

   In comparison, Gin just almost hit the wrong person, not so much crooked. It's only a matter of time before he turns back into that busy model with a huge hit list.

  —In short, a sudden "accidental fall from a building" will definitely cause a series of related chain reactions.

  Since things have already happened, it would be disrespectful to him not to take advantage of Ireland's bad luck

   After sending the email, Jiang Xia put away the phone and touched the coffee on the table. The coffee was still warm, just right in the mouth.

   He took a sip, and suddenly a word popped up in his mind: Warm wine kill Huaxiong.