Bag thief: "..." I don't know why the Asian man was so alert just now, which caused them to fail. But this time, it's not a big problem!
——The little girl in front of me is weak and talkative, completely different from the startled man just now...Victory is right in front of you!
Just as he was thinking about it, the bag thief suddenly froze.
Someone grabbed his collar from behind, making it difficult for him to reach forward with his outstretched hand.
Almost at the same time, a voice sounded faintly from behind him:
"Xiaolan, these two people are a team. One stains your clothes to attract attention, and the other takes the opportunity to steal. I heard that they also have a special name, called 'Ice Cream Bandits'."
Bag thief: "..."
Although he didn't understand what the young man with an Asian face said, as Jiang Xia's words fell, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next moment, a shadow suddenly fell on him.
Little by little, the bag thief raised his head stiffly.
Then he saw the cute high school girl who had been poked with ice cream turning back and staring straight at him, her gloomy eyes filled with Shura hell.
"drink--!!"
Boom——
The surroundings were quiet.
Jiang Xia silently took two steps back, looked at the bag thief who was thrown into the ground, and briefly sympathized with him for 0.1 seconds.
He did not take out his swinging stick to participate. After all, these two people lacked murderous spirit and there was no point in beating them. It was better to leave it to Maori classmates to exercise.
…
After a while, the ice cream robber and his accomplices squirmed away.
Mao Lilan clenched her fists and calmed down a little.
But she was still unhappy when she looked at the ice cream on her body - anyone with a bunch of sticky sweets that could easily attract insects would probably not be able to go shopping in peace anymore.
Haiyuan Ai opened a pack of wet wipes, stood up on tiptoes and wiped her with them: "It's hard to wipe them all off. But I just bought new clothes just now, why don't you just change into them...or go back to the villa to change now?"
Mao Lilan hadn't had enough shopping yet, and didn't want to spoil her companion's interest, so she decisively chose the former: "Let's find a place to change clothes."
After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and her eyes lit up: "Xiao Ai, do you want to come with us?"
"..." Hui Yuan Ai faced her passionate gaze and nodded reservedly, "Whatever."
…
A few people found a small park, and Mao Lilan and Haihara Ai entered the bathroom.
Jiang Xia glanced at the toilet from a distance.
Conan noticed him staring over there and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia came back to his senses: "When I passed by in the morning, there didn't seem to be so many people inside."
Conan listened to the chatter in the bathroom, thought of something, and shook the advertising brochure in his hand:
"There are several stores nearby that have restricted sales of clothing. Calculating the time, they were sold out half an hour ago. Maybe people who bought the clothes can't wait to come here to change them."
Dr. Agasa yawned, and couldn't help but glance at Conan: "..." Shinichi really can absorb all knowledge equally, without being picky at all, and he can even read the guide to buying clothes...
…
Mao Lilan and Haiyuan Ai entered the women's restroom and were slightly startled, surprised by the sudden increase in people.
"Everyone seems to be here to change clothes." Mao Lilan looked at the tourists holding various shopping bags in the bathroom and whispered to Haiyuan Ai.
There is a line of people lined up in front of each cubicle.
The two people stood at the back of the line and waited for a short while.
Suddenly, at the door of one of the stalls, the first woman in line banged on the door and said angrily: "That's it! I've been waiting for twenty minutes, are you taking a shower in there?!"
Mao Lilan was startled. The man spoke too fast and she didn't hear clearly: "What's wrong?"
Haihara Ai translated the general content.
Mao Lilan frowned, looking at the still silent door, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
After a while, she left the team and ran to the cubicle, pressed against the door, and listened to what was going on inside.
The grumpy old lady who knocked on the door was startled: "What are you doing?"
Mao Lilan gestured and said, "Will the people inside suddenly become seriously ill and faint?"
The tourist's voice became softer unconsciously: "No way..."
Haiyuan Ai also followed.
She glanced at the compartment door, tugged on Mao Lilan's skirt, and after the other party lowered his head to look at her, she said, "Ask me to go up and take a look."
Mao Lilan nodded, picked her up, and lifted her up easily.
Hui Yuan Ai scratched the top of the door, looked in through the gap between the door and the ceiling, and his eyes twitched:
The good news is that Mao Lilan guessed wrong and there were no acutely ill patients here.
The bad news is...
There was a body lying in the compartment.
——The black gothic lolita who had met them once was currently sitting on the closed toilet seat, leaning against the water tank with her head raised and her eyes closed.
This posture exposed her snow-white neck, and there was a deep strangulation mark above the neck ring made of black and white lace. This should be the cause of death.
"..." It has only been a short time since I came out, and I have already encountered three cases...
Hui Yuan Ai counted the numbers with his hands and sighed quietly, suddenly doubting whether there really was such a thing as event constitution in the world.
At this time, Mao Lilan hugged her again: "How is the situation?"
Hui Yuan Ai came back to his senses: "It's almost as good as your guess."
Mao Lilan: "!"
She put on a posture and was about to kick the door open and go in to save people.
But before moving, Haiyuan Ai grabbed him: "It's just not an acute illness. It's more serious..."
Hearing this, Mao Lilan suddenly understood something, and her face turned pale: "Could it be..."
Hui Yuan Ai nodded: "Call Jiang Xia in - the body looks like it was strangled. Let's not destroy the scene rashly."
After saying that, seeing that Mao Lilan was still buffering, Haihara Ai turned to look at the tourists next to her.
Then he said in English: "The people inside are dead."
"???"
When the tourist thought that he had been waiting at the door of a dead man for twenty minutes, he couldn't help but scream in fear: "Ah——!!!"
The next moment the screams were heard.
Two figures rushed in one after the other. It looked like a primary school student broke in first, and the people behind him were trying to catch him.
Hui Yuan Ai secretly nodded happily: There is no need to go out and call for help.
…
In a public toilet.
After Jiang Xia listened to Hui Yuan Ai's explanation of the situation, he turned to look at Mao Lilan.
I saw Mao Lilan looking at her mobile phone, with a confused face.
Jiang Xia quickly understood: "Call 999."
"Oh! Okay." Mao Lilan came to her senses and dialed a new alarm number.
When she first arrived, she became less skilled in the alarm business.
But after all, there are many translators around me, so it’s not a big problem.
Not long after, police sirens were blaring, and a police sergeant led a team and arrived.
…
Food street nearby.
Inspector Asa had just returned home and was drinking with old friends in a nearby tavern.
