[Master Conan] After raising a bunch of paper people, I wore it in

The gentleman once again issued an order that Xiang Yun must be found, regardless of life or death.

Qin Jiu quickly made a judgment and secretly sent someone to look for it, because the police siren was getting closer and closer, and there was a lot of noise about the collision just now, someone found it and called the police.

It was the traffic department of the Metropolitan Police Department who called the police. The caller thought it was just an ordinary car accident, and never thought that there would be so many troubles and unexpected things behind.

The next morning, the car was finally salvaged, but the door was open, and there was no one inside, presumably the people had escaped, but looking at the constantly flowing river, life and death were uncertain.In addition to the traces of sniping found on the tires of the vehicle, the case was handed over to the first search section.

When Matsuda Jinpei took over the case, he also smelled something unusual. For some reason, he felt palpitations suddenly when he saw the vehicle in the incident that had been sent over.He pressed his heart, inexplicably thinking of Yun Jiang.He asked someone to check the vehicle information, and it just happened to be sent at this time, but the conclusion received was that nothing was found.

For a moment, he felt a thump in his heart. It stands to reason that there should be traces left behind, but...someone cleaned up the clues? !

There are no fingerprints on the vehicle, it is clean, but this may have been washed away by the rush of water at the bottom of the river, or someone tampered with it?After putting on the gloves, Matsuda Jinpei searched carefully to see if there were any clues left in the car.After tossing and turning many times, he couldn't even find a single hair. The cleaner it was, the more he felt something was wrong.

He felt that even if it was handled well, there would always be clues left, and nothing in this world would be perfect.

He is the only one here now. He took the tools and began to disassemble the driver's seat of the car. The car is driven by a human, so someone must have sat in the driver's seat, so he checked carefully.Since he was a child, he liked to dismantle various things, such as TV remote controls, radios, etc. When he grew up, he even dismantled the mobile phone of his second sister Yan, and later dismantled weapons in the police academy, and was scolded bloody by the instructor.

Such a small thing is so hard for him, he quickly opened it and searched carefully, hiding a hair in the gap that can't be seen without taking it apart.

Sure enough, there was a fish that slipped through the net, Matsuda Zhenping raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, and then hid his hair.Before he found out, he had to pretend that he didn't find anything. Who knew if there were any ghosts.

He appeared in front of others with a look of annoyance that he hadn't found anything. When someone asked him how the investigation was going, he curled his lips and let out a "tss".

Before he could continue the investigation, the case was closed extremely quickly on the grounds of accident, but the vehicle was taken away by a man named Kazami Yuya.

It's really not simple, that's the way Kazami's department works.Knowing this, Matsuda Jinpei slumped in the office, looking like he didn't want to care about it, but actually kept thinking about that hair.

He felt vaguely familiar with this length, the feel and hair color, and a thought couldn't help but arise.Speaking of many people's hair is not the same, this idea is simply illogical divergence.

It's a pity that he couldn't settle down, so he returned to his home after work and took out Xiang Yun's used comb, which still had strands of her hair on it.

Such a comparison, it really feels like the hair left by a person.He immediately asked his friend to help him to find out whether the two hairs belonged to the same person.

It would take some time for the results to come out, but during this period, he was very restless.Just thinking about that possibility...

"Hu-hu-"

The sound of heavy breathing sounded in one place, Xiangyun was wet all over, no place was dry from head to toe, the wound on her arm was now glued to her clothes, she could imagine the festering rotten flesh.

She didn't know how she swam to the bank at all. After waking up, she lay on the bank of the river and lost her way looking at the surrounding scenery.She didn't know where it was, so she roughly found the direction by relying on the movement of the sun.

The USB flash drive was still in her pocket, and it was also soaked. She shook the water inside and put it in the sun for a while, but she didn't know if it was still useful.

Both the person and the U disk were enjoying the baptism of the sun, she was panting hard, she was so tired that she couldn't even move.

But it's not bad, she survived, and being able to survive is better than anything else.Only by being alive can you do what you want to do most, otherwise everything is a pity.

The buzzing sound of passing cars suddenly penetrated into her cochlea, and she immediately tensed up and looked vigilantly at the source of the sound. There were trees blocking it and she couldn't see clearly, but she could vaguely see a white car.She quickly picked up the USB flash drive and prepared to hide. At this time, anyone who is not sure that they are friends are all enemies.After staying in the organization for such a long time, people are subtly affected.

She walked with difficulty and hid in the blind corner of the vehicle, poking her head out from time to time. The cover of the trees quickly disappeared, and she saw the vehicle clearly, it was a Mazda rx7.

Could it be Toru Amuro?She can't be sure, because there are quite a few people driving this kind of car in the whole city.

After a while, the car stopped, and a person got out of the car. Xiang Yun's light blonde hair caught Xiang Yun's eyes. She was so pleasantly surprised that she finally relaxed.

When Toru Amuro received the order from the organization, his whole body exuded a strong low air pressure, and then he drove out to look for it without stopping.While driving, he began to reason based on the location of the accident and the direction of the water flow, but the reasoning made a mistake, and she was not where he speculated.These are objective factors, but what about subjective factors?He assumed Xiangyun's situation, and followed her train of thought to find several places.

I don't know if I can find this place now, the longer the time drags on, the lower the chance of surviving.

Xiangyun coughed lightly, and wanted to call him at the top of her throat, but her voice was hoarse, and the originally clear voice became harsh: "Toru Amuro!"

As soon as she yelled, she felt very uncomfortable, coughed continuously, and then spit out the river water mixed with acid water.

The voice was caught by Toru Amuro, he stretched out half of his body, and finally saw Xiang Yun who was drenched like a water ghost, her face was flushed strangely, and she was still coughing.

He quickly slid down from here and rushed over to help Xiang Yun who felt about to fall: "Finally found you, how are you?"

Xiang Yun's body was limp and weak, and Xiang Yun fell into his arms from the cold and heat, his eyes were moist: "The water...is so cold and uncomfortable."

She seemed to be unable to utter a sound, and Amuro felt very uncomfortable listening to it.

He took off his coat and covered her directly, and carried her on his back: "I'll take you back."

"Okay..." It's so warm, her hands tightened even more, trying to absorb the warmth.

With her wet head resting weakly on his shoulder, Xiangyun smiled wryly: "Am I in a mess? You have seen the ugliest appearance."

"Seeing that you are still alive, nothing else is important." No beauty or ugliness can enter his eyes at the moment, all he can see is that she is still alive, and being alive is his greatest expectation.

"You are so warm." I wish I could hold it tightly and never let go.

Xiangyun gave a low laugh, and her voice became weaker and weaker: "When I fell into the water and swam desperately, I saw you, and you encouraged me to live."

"I will live." The last sentence is as subtle as a mosquito.

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