"Then we have to search!" Zhongsen Police Department waved his hand, "If you want to see people alive or dead or corpses, go get them for me!"
The last sentence was obviously meant for the subordinate next to him.
After saying that, he hung up the phone - the police spent so much money catching Kidd, and it was not bad. After all, as a thief who has committed countless crimes, Kidd is worth the price.
…
Jiang Xia couldn't help but stopped trying.
He hung up the phone, stood at the door of the exhibition hall and yawned: "I'm so tired these days, I'll go back and rest first."
The two detectives looked at his clothes that looked like they had been thrown away, and nodded: "Leave the rest to us."
Jiang Xia left the aftermath behind and returned to the room happily.
It was getting late, but he actually had no intention of sleeping.
After washing, he put on clean pajamas, carefully pulled the curtains tightly, then returned to the bed, raised his hand, and released a large ball of borscht-flavored murderous aura, watching this fresh and rare murderous aura at close range.
We already have sweet and light ones, and now we have a set of sweet and sour soups to relieve greasiness and stimulate the appetite. Although it is a pity that it is not the kind of murderous one that can be continuously harvested, but fortunately the output is large - now this is only the first crop.
, I should be able to collect a little more later.
The ghosts were obviously very happy, jumping into the murderous aura and murmuring about the harvesting methods in the future.
After playing around for a while, Jiang Xia collected the new murderous energy balls and stored them in the seal space.
In the space, various flavors of murderous aura are stored in categories. Akai Shuichi's easily stained murderous aura is farthest away and placed alone in a corner. Jiang Xia inspected his inventory, counted it again, carefully remembered the weight, and closed it with satisfaction.
Light to sleep.
…
In the distance, someone was awake late at night.
The police searched Osaka Bay all night long, but could not find anything. Fortunately, the memory egg was brought back by the detective, which can be regarded as an explanation for this operation.
the next day.
The people who are concerned about the whereabouts of the Egg of Memory are obviously not just detectives and police officers.
Those people who had gone to see Chairman Suzuki before the "Egg of Memories" was exhibited, when they heard that Kidd had failed to succeed, they immediately went to the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art with great interest, hoping to get this precious egg.
, and finally fall into his own hands.
Facing this group of customers who suddenly came to the door, Suzuki Shiro felt a little nervous.
In his opinion, the opening of the Suzuki Museum of Art and the "Egg of Memories" were actually over. Who knew that now, looking at the enthusiastic attitude of the guests, this was just the beginning.
Last night, Suzuki Shiro thought that Kidd would steal the egg and return it after a few days, or not return it at all, so that he could avoid the guests and go back to Tokyo directly. Who knew that Jiang Xia would "remember" that night?
"Egg" has been retrieved - this kid usually catches Kidd and keeps paddling. He didn't seem very motivated last night. But even in this state, he can actually find the stolen treasure. His future is really limitless...
…
Suzuki Shiro sighed sadly.
However, everything was found. Remembering that Kidd had politely said "we will discuss it later" before he took action, Suzuki Shiro had no choice but to invite the group of people who were eyeing the "Memory Egg" into the living room.
…
Of course Shi Kaobing also appeared as "Pusi Qinglan" and mingled with the guests.
Today she specially wore a cheongsam, which not only shows her fake "Chinese" identity, but also sets off her traditional temperament. After all, in the eyes of others, she is still an elegant scholar who specializes in the Romanov dynasty.
Wait in the living room.
Pu Si Qinglan was leaning on the sofa, listening to the art dealer and Suzuki Shiro discussing the value of the "Egg of Memory", and remembered something. She took out her mobile phone and searched for a few keywords that could not be seen by others.
Then he looked at the result and frowned slightly.
——The body of the shot detective was not found on the Osaka Bay side last night.
Pu Siqinglan touched her chin and thought to herself: Could it be that the abandoned building is too hidden and no one has found Jiang Xia who died there, so there is no news?... Speaking of which, the detective is really a fool.
, the murderer likes hidden places that are convenient for hiding corpses. But last night he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and he didn't run away quickly. Instead, he pretended to sleep where he was. He was simply looking for death.
While thinking about it, Pu Si Qinglan searched for keywords such as "famous detective", "missing", and "Jiang Xia".
But she still couldn't see the news she wanted.
Pu Siqinglan looked at her phone and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
He immediately comforted himself: This is actually normal - although Jiang Xia is not yet an adult, he is already a high school student with strong self-care ability. The detective always likes to be obsessed with cases, and suddenly lost contact. He was only missing for such a short time. The people around him
It's enough for people to look for it, and it usually doesn't get to the point where it gets published in the newspapers.
Thinking this, her eyes moved slightly and she looked at Suzuki Shiro, an acquaintance of Jiang Xia.
This middle-aged man was busy receiving guests and didn't seem very interested. It was difficult to tell whether he was worried about the detective who had disappeared all night.
Pu Siqinglan: "..." It would be nice if she could see a few other high school students. They seem to have a good relationship with Jiang Xia. The attitudes of these people must confirm Jiang Xia's current situation - although she is very sure about that.
Jiang Xia was shot, but after all, there were too many police officers near the scene last night. She was unable to return to the scene to confirm the body, and she felt uneasy.
It was as if I heard her call.
As soon as this thought came to an end, there was suddenly a burst of noisy footsteps in the corridor, as well as voices whispering something.
Pu Siqinglan suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the half-open door.
I saw several high school students opening the door and walking in one after another.
She looked at this scene and was suddenly startled - how could she feel...these young people were still in a good mood, not worried about Jiang Xia?
The next moment, the last person also slowly walked in from the door.
That face that usually only makes people feel good, was now like a terrifying ice pick, stabbing into Shi Kaobing's heart. She seemed to hear her heart "thump", "thump" beating violently,
The hand that had been holding the trigger all year round seemed to have been filled with an ice pick and froze for a moment. The phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground with a clatter.
...How could this man, this man who had just been shot in the head by her last night and died alone in an abandoned building, walk in so casually?! He was obviously dead!
In an instant, countless words such as "zombie", "ghost" and "ghost" flashed through Pu Siqinglan's mind, and her muscles tightened suddenly.
Others in the room heard the noise, stopped chatting, and looked at her in surprise: "Miss Pu Siqinglan? What's wrong?"