The Mumu Police Department noticed that several detectives were talking and immediately came over keenly.
Hearing Mouri Kogoro's speculation, he nodded with deep understanding: "I heard that Himuro performed well in prison, but now it seems that that guy was just acting out, without any intention of introspection - maybe he has already
He did several cases secretly, so he got the stolen goods... huh? So, there are indeed some unsolved theft cases recently, could it be that he did it too? "
The former police officer of the Search Section 1 and his current superior looked at each other and nodded heavily in tacit understanding. Mouri Kogoro and Megure Police Department looked at each other, and for a moment they seemed to have returned to the past.
Jiang Xia looked at the two people who cherished each other: "..." If Ireland could hear this, she would probably be very happy... Or is it that Ireland actually knows the gangsters' habit of hiding things, so they handle it with peace of mind?
He analyzed the thoughts of his colleagues one by one, guessing what kind of blind box this was.
Next to him, Conan saw that the two front-line criminal police officers who were often responsible for the aftermath were speaking the same words, and he was a little convinced: "This does make sense, but..."
Before he could question the question behind "but", Mouri Kogoro's eyes were sharp and he punched him on the head: "I'm teaching Jiang Xia my experience, what are you eavesdropping on? It's a hundred years too early for you to solve the case.
Go do your homework, little brat."
Conan: "..." Teach Jiang Xia your experience? I obviously asked the question, you just want to find an excuse to knock me out!
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Mouri Kogoro knocked him like this.
Although his intuition still tells Conan that something is not quite right, there are too many details that usually make him feel that something is wrong, and when the clues are not connected in a chain, Conan often does not dwell on these issues all the time, otherwise his every day
Every second of the day is filled with puzzles.
So in the end, Conan yawned and stopped thinking about this - anyway, Reiji Himuro had already run away, and even if there was a conspiracy, he had to be captured first before he could proceed to the next step.
It is obviously the job of the police to arrest an escaped prisoner. It is getting late at night, and it is time for the first-grade children to go back to rest. During the few days he went to Osaka, Conan did not sleep well at all. After finally coming back, he had to accompany him all the time.
He felt tired just thinking about Jiang Xia and the police working overtime. Fortunately, the case was solved quickly today and was not delayed until the next day.
Memu Police Department also sighed: "You actually let him run away, you cunning guy. Fortunately, the evidence compiled earlier is enough for a wanted man." He turned to look at Officer Takagi, "Go and contact this matter."
Gao Mushe nodded and devoted himself to the never-ending overtime work.
…
Searching for escaped criminals has little to do with enthusiastic high school detectives.
Jiang Xia also quickly drove home in the police car.
After arriving home, he checked the organization's dedicated machine and was a little surprised to find that the boss had not sent a message.
Jiang Xia: "..." Before, he thought that the mysterious "that adult" would also think that everything was Wuzuo's fault. He would like to give a few warnings, or it would be better to arrange an interview, so as to show the seriousness of his attitude.
...Unexpectedly, it seems that the other party has no such plan at present.
...It's not that I can't understand it. After all, he is the boss of a mysterious organization. If anyone could meet him, he would have been captured by the undercover agent who came first.
In addition, many cadres have the contact information of "that lord", and there are countless emergencies. The boss is probably not much less busy than Gin on weekdays, so he probably doesn't have time to pay attention to these emergencies.
news.
Jiang Xia casually looked through his mailbox. Although all the incoming emails had been cleared, the corresponding scene still existed in his mind.
Thinking of the message from the boss asking him to see a psychiatrist the day after tomorrow when he entered the base in the evening, Jiang Xia's mood improved again: Although he was not interviewed by the boss, it was a bit regretful. But thinking on the bright side, the boss did not cancel the delivery.
to his psychiatrist.
I don’t know what kind of doctor I will be preparing for this time.
Plus, if the doctor is lucky enough to survive...
Jiang Xia fell into deep thought for a moment: He didn't have any mental illness at all. If the doctor reported it truthfully, wouldn't the boss think that the doctor was threatened by Wu Zuo? In my impression, people in the organization always love to take the blame, no matter what happens.
I want to persecute Uzo who is passing by innocently.
If you are really asked, it seems that you have to think about how to compile it in advance.
...Of course, if the doctor has done many evil deeds and committed numerous crimes, and some passer-by comes forward to do justice for him, there will be no need to go to such trouble.
…
Since the boss seemed to have forgotten him, Jiang Xia didn't take the initiative to send a message.
He quickly put all the messy things in the organization behind him, started to concentrate on his work as a psychic, and took stock of his gains.
The biggest gain today is the fresh murderous smell of smoke.
Although the smell is not very pleasant to people other than smokers, it is still a brand new high-end murderous scent.
Jiang Xia tore off a strand from the mass of murderous aura, melted it into the ghost mint, rolled it up, took the cigarette, and hung it in front of the Matsuda formation.
The adult ghost looks very calm, but in fact, wherever the ghost mint moves, its eyes under the sunglasses will follow.
It was quite fun to tease ghosts, but considering that Matsuda Jinpei had unintentionally accomplished something by opening his mouth today, Jiang Xia didn't play with it for too long. He lit the cigarette-flavored ghost mint and put it on the ashtray.
Matsuda Jinpei floated over reservedly, picked up the cigarette and took a long puff, with a leisurely expression: when the master of the spiritual medium originally contracted it, he drew so many cakes for it, and now he has finally realized one. It seems that as long as he endures it for a long time,
Others are also in sight of victory.
Jiang Xia watched for a moment, stretched out his hand to grab a wisp of smoke and tasted it. He quickly frowned slightly and felt that the taste was not very good.
He looked at Matsuda Jinpei. The Q version of the smoker noticed his gaze and raised his hand to give a thumbs up. He looked very satisfied: the taste was mellow.
"..." Jiang Xia stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into the human being, "Why do you still have a craving for cigarettes after becoming a ghost?"
Matsuda Jinpei exhaled a puff of cigarette comfortably and glanced sideways: How can a little kid understand the beauty of tobacco and alcohol?
It wanted to respond like this.
But after a while, reason made him hold back his words, and he just shook his head in a normal way, indicating that he didn't know.
Next to him, Xiaobai looked at Jiang Xia, then at the smoke in front of the Matsuda Formation, and walked over curiously.
As soon as he took a step forward, his parents pressed him down and shook their heads, not seeming to agree.
The mermaid curiously took a sip of the cigarette Jiang Xia had just given her, choked and coughed, and threw the cigarette away in disgust.
