Corpse collector in Conan

Jiang Xia rode a motorcycle and came to Sijichuan Hospital with a handful of small white flowers as white and delicate as ice cream.

He stopped the car and was about to take off his helmet. Suddenly, he noticed a bus coming into the station in the distance, and four children got off the bus.

Jiang Xia: "..." What a coincidence?

Thinking of the little misunderstanding these children had about him, he silently put the helmet back on his head. After the four people crossed the parking lot, he got out of the car again and followed them at a short distance.

…

The primary school students trotted to the entrance of Sijichuan Hospital holding flowers for visiting patients.

As soon as they arrived, they saw a family of three walking out of the hospital. There was a luxury car parked by the door. The driver was standing respectfully beside the car, helping his employer to open the door.

The Young Detective Team looked at the child in the family of three: "Xiao Chun, we are here to see you!"

Jun Kataoka was leaning on crutches and looked over after hearing this.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, and his whole body was sluggish. When his classmates greeted him, he reluctantly responded.

Genta Kojima obviously didn't understand his classmates' worries. He looked at Jun Kataoka's leg in a plaster: "How is your foot?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya discovered something. He asked doubtfully: "You look so lethargic. Do your feet hurt?"

While several elementary school students were talking, the beautiful woman behind Jun Kataoka looked at them curiously.

The middle-aged man next to her saw this and quickly introduced: "They are Xiao Chun's classmates. They often play with Xiao Chun. They should have come to visit him specifically today."

"That's right." The beautiful woman laughed, bent down and said to several children, "Thank you for caring so much about Xiaochun - what a beautiful flower."

Ayumi Yoshida, who was holding a bouquet, blushed at her praise. Next to her, Genta Kojima and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked even more shy. but……

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya sneaked up next to Jun Kataoka and muttered to his classmates: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had such a good-looking sister? By the way, I haven't seen her before when I went to your house."

Kataoka Jun's face darkened and he didn't answer, but the beautiful woman behind him said happily: "Pretty sister? Are you talking about me?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: "!" Your ears are so good!

Jun Kataoka's father laughed and introduced to several children in a good mood: "She is a fashion designer. If you have read recent fashion magazines, you will definitely be able to find the name Sachiko Ezaki in them."

Conan looked at the two adults standing close together: "..." Doesn't this introduction miss the point? You might as well just say that she is Xiaochun's future stepmother.

His elementary school friends didn't think so much. Yoshida Ayumi looked at this powerful big sister with admiration: "Are you here to visit Xiaochun too?"

"Of course." Sachiko Ezaki put her arm on Jun Kataoka's shoulder affectionately, "When Jun's ankle is healed, you are welcome to visit us again as before."

"Huh?" Yuan Gu Mitsuhiko finally heard something was wrong, "'Like before'? By home, do you mean..."

Sachiko Ezaki did not hide her identity. She smiled and explained: "It's Xiaojun's house where you used to go."

The children were even more confused: "Your family and Xiaochun's family are the same? Then you..."

"Okay!" Jun Kataoka suddenly spoke up, interrupting the conversation. He turned to look at his parents, "The fashion show rehearsals are about to start, why don't you go over?"

Katangang's father was startled, looked at his watch, and then remembered the real thing: "It's really almost the o'clock... Then we'll leave first, Xiaochun, you go back to the ward first, and entertain the classmates. We’ll come and see you later.”

With that said, he got into the car with Sachiko Ezaki.

The driver closed the car door for the two employers. When he turned around and saw the little owner with a bad expression, he comforted him: "Just hold on for one more day, and you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Kataoka Jun nodded expressionlessly.

The driver sighed and got into the driver's seat. Soon, the vehicle turned onto the main road and drove away completely.

When the adults left, the children suddenly became active again.

They helped their classmates walk to the ward. Halfway there, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya couldn't help but curiously asked: "Is that beautiful sister going to become your new mother?"

Moto Kojima was a little envious: "Can it still be like this? It's great to have such a beautiful mother."

Jun Kataoka snorted coldly: "My mother was much more beautiful than she was before she was alive! As for that woman just now... she must have only married my father for his money."

Yoshida Ayumi whispered: "But she doesn't look like that kind of person."

Kataoka Jun: "I heard it with my own ears! That night in the living room, my dad asked her when she would get married, but she said there was no rush and she would wait until her fashion show was over."

"She said she would go all out to prepare for this fashion show. She also said that if this time it didn't succeed, she would give up her career as a designer completely."

Hearing this, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko imitated Jiang Xia and touched his chin, trying to reason: "So she asked your father for money and wanted him to pay for this fashion show?"

"Not yet," Jun Kataoka said, "but it should be soon - my dad asked her if she had enough money to hold a fashion show, and she said yes. But then she reassured my dad, saying that if she was short of money, I won’t be polite to him.”

"..." Kojima Mota scratched his head, "This should be a polite comment. Could it be that you have a little prejudice against her?"

While the children were talking, they passed by a ward.

Conan intuitively glanced at the ward and saw the word "Yamada" on the sign at the door of the ward.

Conan: “?!”

He was alert at first, but then he felt something was wrong: the last time he peeked at the hospitalization list, Vodka was not in this ward, but in another one on the opposite corner - maybe there was just another Mr. Yamada living here? After all, this surname is very common.

Thinking of this, Conan finally remembered the business.

He used the excuse of going to the bathroom, left a few classmates, and quietly slipped in the direction where he remembered Vodka was.

…

On the other side, in the ward that Conan had just looked at.

Vodka stood by the window, holding his breath and listening to the movement in the corridor, and suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

"Fortunately, I was one step ahead and changed the ward immediately. The kid should have gone to the ward above mine..."

Vodka was happy to bully the child: "But if I continue like this, I will be found sooner or later. Why don't I leave the room and hide somewhere else?"

"Speaking of which..."

Vodka turned his head and looked out through the gap in the curtains. His eyes quickly locked on a courier truck on the side of the road.

——The truck had been parked there for a while, but no one had been seen unloading or moving the goods. The whole truck was full of suspicion.