"Let's hide him nearby, and then send the location to the police for them to receive it." Jiang Xia looked at Hattori Heiji, "You should have the contact information of many police officers."
"Yes, yes..." Hattori Heiji came back to his senses and quickly understood Jiang Xia's intention. He took out his mobile phone with emotion, "I'll send it right away!"
——Dad said before that he was in the way and useless. Even if he goes to the police to catch the murderer now, I'm afraid he will only get scolded again.
So it would be better to go to the meeting place between the murderer and the suspected robber first, wait for the leader of the robbery gang to show up, then catch him and tell the police about the situation.
Hattori Heiji: "..." Although the enemy is likely to be an armed gang, 13 years have passed and the people in this gang may have gone their separate ways and scattered into society. Even if not, it should be too late to find helpers by then.
With this in mind, the three of them prepared to go to the abandoned building that Risaka Shigehiko had just mentioned.
The usefulness of local people is fully reflected at this time.
Hattori Heiji slapped his chest and said in a very reliable manner: "I know where it is!"
…
On the way to the abandoned building, we passed a river.
But it's not the calm moat surrounding the Osaka Castle Scenic Area, but the serious river outside.
It happened to rain and the water in the river was fast.
Jiang Xia heard the sound of rushing water, glanced down, didn't pay much attention, and continued to rush to the factory with the other two people.
But at this time, the ghosts seemed to be aware of it, and they all turned their heads and looked at the end of the river where it merged into the main river.
Immediately afterwards, they started cooing excitedly, as if they were confirming something with each other.
"?"
Jiang Xia was startled and tried to join the discussion: What's wrong?
The ghosts' range of perception of murderous aura and shikigami seems to be wider than that of a living person, especially when they are downwind. In short, every time such movement occurs, it means that he can discover a lot of good things.
He listened carefully and found that the ghosts seemed to be describing the taste of murderous aura. Jiang Xia vaguely caught a few words of praise: sour and sweet, and it must taste fresh and smooth.
Jiang Xia: "..." What?
Miyano Akemi probably ate it before her death, and was the first to describe the specific taste: borscht!
Matsuda Jinpei nodded in agreement.
"..." Borscht?
Jiang Xia's eyes lit up slightly when he thought of the taste of this soup: It sounds pretty good. It just so happens that the output of ice cream has increased recently, and there are more desserts. Now it's time to adjust the meals with other flavors. He... Well, ghost
We must like it.
In addition, this unique murderous taste reminded Jiang Xia vaguely of something.
"Speaking of which, borscht is one of Russia's representative soups." As Jiang Xia rushed to the abandoned building, he couldn't help but follow the direction of the ghosts and look at the end of the river:... If I remember correctly, I will make it soon.
The internationally wanted criminal who shot Kidd seems to be the Russian monster monk, a descendant of Rasputin.
Jiang Xia: "..." Could it be that she is on the other side of the river?
The new wanted criminal's attraction to Jiang Xia briefly exceeded that of the two detectives next to him.
After all, the matter in Osaka Castle has almost settled. As a diligent psychic with a large group of ghosts, it is time to look forward optimistically and find the next company that can drop shikigami and murderous energy in advance.
A criminal...
…
Thinking this way, Jiang Xia's expression remained unchanged, but the marks on his heart became more solid than before.
When the three detectives passed by a hidden alley and continued to move forward, the shikigami flew out of the mark on Jiang Xia's heart, floated into the depths of the alley, and gradually accumulated into two lumps of weak clay.
Then the clay lifted up silently and condensed into two human shapes.
Matsuda Jinpei and Xiaobai's puppets appeared in the alley.
This time, Jiang Xia himself has to go to the abandoned building to catch the murderer, and the puppet will be left to the ghosts.
The two...the two ghosts looked at each other, remembered their respective divisions of labor, and quickly dispersed.
…
Although Xiaobai's clothes are also black, they are not black from head to toe like Matsuda Jinpei.
When he crossed the necessary road and headed to where he wanted to go, in the distance, Hattori Heizo suddenly noticed something and looked over there.
Seeing the "suspicious person" who appeared late at night, he was slightly startled: "..." So short. After a rough look, he seemed to be about the same height as the little boy with glasses who always played detective games with Heiji... Could this be also a one-year-old boy?
Elementary school student?
"At this time, I am wandering alone on the street. I don't know which residential area I got lost here." He frowned, looked back at the police officers behind him, and picked a man with a nice face and no appearance.
Someone who has dealt with a robbery gang said, "Go and take the person back to the police station, contact the parents, and don't alert the people around him."
The police officer nodded, left the team, and quickly chased after him.
…
He chased Xiaobai for a while in the direction he left. After all, the child had short legs and could not run fast, and the alley was quiet at night. It didn't take long for the police officer to feel that he heard a series of children's footsteps.
He quickly rushed into the alley and looked around, but found no one.
The police officer clicked his tongue, scratched the back of his head in confusion, and muttered to himself: "It's strange, how fast can those short legs go?"
"..."
In the shadow behind the scrapped light pole, a pair of eyes stared at him dimly.
Xiaobai silently clenched his small fists: You are the one with short legs!
Just then, a wild cat passed by on the wall.
Xiaobai glanced over there, thoughtfully: I happened to have saved a lot of murderous snacks, and had a little more energy to play... Well, to use skills. And this time, the master of the psychic master also opened it up.
A little authority to facilitate their actions.
After thinking for a moment, Xiaobai waved his hand decisively: Forced kiss!
When ghosts are signed by a psychic, they have a chance to awaken some unique skills.
Xiaobai's skill is a bit strange. It can force a person to confess to another person next to him.
The more the two people who are using the skill are in love with each other, the less murderous intent they will use when activated. Even as the ghost upgrades and the level of love between the two people increases, it will be accompanied by certain actions or lines.
As skills are implemented.
The police officer who was searching Xiaobai looked at the wild cat standing gracefully on the mailbox, and an indescribable impulse gradually filled his eyes.
This tough guy who had gone through strict training blushed and said stutteringly: "Hello, little kitten. It's so late, alone... uh, a cat by yourself, how dangerous it is! Uncle gives you a gift
Go home."
The wild cat glanced at him inexplicably, as if he couldn't figure out what this man was doing.
It flicked its tail and planned to leave. But the moment it turned around, a pair of hands suddenly picked it up from behind.
The policeman lowered his head and let out a sigh.
