Corpse collector in Conan

Conan, who almost managed to get out: "..."

...Damn police. Compared to them, Officer Takagi is easier to fool.

But never mind, he still has a plan B.

The fake elementary school student put on a well-behaved fake smile and watched the group of people leave.

After everyone disappeared from sight, Conan chuckled, put on the coat he had just taken off, and looked at the dog squatting beside him: "Sanlang, let's go!"

"I'm not some weak kid." Conan pushed his glasses up, and a cold light flashed through the lenses. He muttered to himself, "When I went to Hawaii with my dad when I was a kid, there was no blizzard, but I did learn a little bit about survival in the wild..."

He believed that he could help in finding someone.

——Besides, even if I can’t find it, there is still this dog next to me who is good at finding people.

If they could dig out a corpse that had been buried in the snow for a week, it should be even faster to find a living person.

Thinking of this, Conan confidently took the dog out the door.

Then in the next second, he suddenly flew into the air and was picked up by a hand from the side.

Conan: “?!”

Could it be that Officer Shiratori, who didn't allow the child to go out, knew how to strike back? ?

The fake child's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw a reassuring face.

"Jiang Xia?" Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "You really scared me to death..."

Jiang Xia put him down and wrapped her scarf around her: "I knew you wouldn't stay in the house honestly - in such a big snowstorm, aren't you afraid of being blown away by the wind?"

"How can I be blown away by the wind? I'm not a dandelion." Conan stood firm in the wind, then patted the dog next to him who was staring at Jiang Xia and seemed to be ready to make a move. "Let's set off without delay. If that person is really lost, it will be safer to find him sooner."

The two men and the dog identified the direction and walked towards the woods not far away.

And after they left.

In the empty kitchen, there was a sudden "creak" sound - the door handle turned, and a figure walked in slowly accompanied by the falling wind and snow.

The shadow's eyes swept across and soon fell on the table - the wooden table was now cluttered with kitchen utensils, and in the cleanest place at the corner of the table, a piece of tin foil was spread out flatly, and a few heart-shaped chocolates were lying there quietly.

The shadow came closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of one of the chocolates.

…

"Mr. Nigaki!"

"Gagui!"

Although they were looking for someone, as it quickly darkened, the people who left the house eventually gathered together to prevent the reporter from failing to find the person and losing someone else.

Suzuki Sonoko called out a few times to help, and suddenly she discovered something. She looked back and was suddenly startled: "Where is Jiang Xia? Why is Jiang Xia gone?"

Curacao thought of the figure who lagged behind the crowd and disappeared quietly: "..." Who knows, he probably went back to the villa to secretly tinker with his stage.

She didn't say anything, just pretended to be a warm-hearted passerby, blending in with the crowd at a moderate position, and showing a puzzled expression along with Suzuki Sonoko.

At this moment, suddenly, a loud "bang" sound came from a distance.

...gunshot?

“…”

It seems like it should be a shock at this point.

But the various things that happened along the way made the few outlaw travelers who mixed in with ordinary people feel numb from having experienced too much, as well as a sense of calmness that "it's finally here".

Fortunately, there are always people who react normally. The three policemen looked in the direction of the gunshot in shock and vigilance. At this moment, the snow was trampled and another person walked out from the opposite direction.

The man was wearing a hunting suit, a hat, and fur earmuffs. He looked in the direction of the gunshot and muttered helplessly, "It seems that guy got there first."

Calvados turned around, looked at the spear on the man's back, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Officer Sato asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The man turned his gaze away from the gunshot and introduced himself openly, "I'm a guest of Fukito Villa. I came here with my friends to look for Japanese wolves."

The female photographer looked at him and was reminded of the bearded man who had previously taught new tourists about Japanese wild wolves - the two men's attire and temperament were almost exactly the same.

She suddenly realized: "The friend that person asked us to help entertain turned out to be you. By the way, on your way here, did you see a thin young man about this tall?"

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The hunter spread his hands and said, "There has been nothing but snow and strong winds along the way. What happened? Is someone missing?"

The female photographer sighed sadly: "I hope he just came back a little late."

…

The other side.

However, at this moment, the mermaid holding his head like a hat suddenly moved, and slapped its tail on the back of his neck twice, as if it had noticed something.

"..." Jiang Xia silently wrapped her loose scarf tightly again, raised her hand to hold down the troublesome fish, "What's wrong?"

Before the mermaid could respond, Saburo at Conan's feet suddenly twitched his nose and barked excitedly twice.

Then it locked onto a direction and rushed over quickly.

"Saburo?" Conan hurriedly stepped on the snow, braving the cold wind, and crawled to catch up, "Wait for me!"

Jiang Xia took a look and found that it seemed to be the direction that the mermaid was concerned about. His heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized something. He took a few quick steps, picked up Conan, and then rushed over with expectation and reserve.

…

Following the fast-running dog, we walked forward along the thick snow. Soon, a stiff figure sitting in the snow and wind was reflected in the flashlight beam.

——The reporter who was still chatting and laughing a few hours ago was now sitting under a tree with his eyes wide open, no longer breathing.

His fatal wound appeared to be on his head. The left side of his head was covered in blood, and the dark blood had soaked all the way down to his chest.

Saburo stopped beside the bloody corpse, looking at him from time to time, and sometimes looking at his side curiously.

Jiang Xia's gaze stopped directly on the left side of the corpse - there was a Q-version ghost fetus there. She was standing in the violent blizzard, her white kimono fluttering slowly, and her ankle-length hair slowly undulating in the cold wind.

...Is there really a ghost?

Although I haven't figured out why a ghost fetus that is obviously a female would appear near the male deceased, it is obvious that this is not the point.

Jiang Xia did not spend too much time on such a trivial matter. He quickly stepped forward, intending to pick up this new ghost he had never seen before and put it back into the pattern space.