Chapter 1841 1840 [Eye drops...failed] Please vote for me (づど)
Like Gin, the email attachment Vodka received also showed a photo of a "strange man with whom he was destined." The man was burly and seemed to have received rigorous training.
However, it was useless no matter how tall he was. The corpse in the photo was floating miserably in the bathtub, and the blood from his head dyed the entire tank of water red. It looked like he had expired.
Below is a postscript from Uzzo:
[While searching for information, I suddenly saw the commemorative photos saved in my phone, so I sent them to you. Originally, I wanted to find a chance to take a photo with Mr. Taro Inozuka, but unfortunately he died too early.
[Excluding the forensic autopsy, this should be the last photo of him left in the world - you guys really look alike. You must not follow in his footsteps.]
Vodka looked across the screen and felt like he had been punched in the face with strong malice.
He couldn't help but report: "Brother! He actually said that I was related to a dead man and sent me such a photo. This... This is contempt and provocation for the organization. He is cursing me. Maybe this is actually a murder letter.
Preview!"
Gin was annoyed by his noise: "Shut up, are you a primary school student with cockroaches stuffed in your schoolbag?"
Sending this kind of photo to ordinary people can indeed be considered a threat, but Vodka was also shocked. This guy obviously dealt with corpses a lot: "It seems that you have been too busy at work recently."
"..."
Vodka's heart skipped a beat. After tasting these words, he was suddenly worried that Gin would find some troubleshooting work for him. Then when he was disposing of the body, he would be tricked by Uzo, who was well prepared. He would be exposed on the spot and fall into police pursuit...
no!
Vodka shook his head violently, getting rid of the bad future from his mind. He dared not speak out in anger, so he had to keep accounts for Uzo in his heart.
The car finally became quiet, and the rickety car drove back onto the right track.
Gin glanced at the vodka, remembered his reaction just now, and gradually confirmed one thing.
What was Belmode talking about before? The purpose of Uzo setting up those stages was to let the souls of those who died tragically come back to seek revenge on him, in order to prove that there are ghosts in the world?
Gin: "..." Ha, this guy really doesn't understand Uzo. Isn't it obvious what Uzo's purpose is - most of the time, that guy just wants to observe people's extreme reactions in bloody dramas and get a glimpse of human nature.
Come find happiness.
...For example, when dealing with Kurosawa Kazuma and Inozuka Taro, the methods used in these two cases were obviously rougher than the other two cases. It was probably because Usa found it interesting after learning the name of the person watching the island, so he added on the spot.
Up.
As for talking about ghosts in the middle of the night...
Belmode has lived abroad for a long time, and after all he lacks understanding of the young people in Tokyo: shouting to catch ghosts, maybe there is some ghost boss in the newly released game, Usagi is thinking about it and dreaming at night. After all, in Gin's
In my impression, Uzo usually went to the game arcade to hang out with his group of boys. Gaming was probably one of his hobbies.
As for the information about ghosts and ghosts that have been investigated, there are more explanations: pure curiosity, wanting to expand knowledge, wanting to design killing techniques about ghosts and psychics... none of which makes more sense than "wanting to see ghosts"
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Gin: "..." I don't know how Belmode had such an idea and came to such an outrageous conclusion.
This person has indeed been slack for too long, and his intuition has become inaccurate.
Originally, Gin had no intention of sending a reply to Belmore.
But after hesitating for a moment, he casually typed a message and sent it:
[You are too tired. Take a rest before making a judgment.
[When you look back at today’s conclusion in the future, you will only realize how foolish you were.]
…
the next day.
Tokyo's bustling shopping street.
Jiang Xia yawned and accompanied the students to go shopping to buy costumes and props. At the same time, he was nibbling three balls of fresh ice cream. At the same time, he glanced around to see if there were any detectives around.
The place.
Buying an island or land is not something that can be done in a day or two. Although Jiang Xia has two puppet secretaries and a spherical electronic secretary, he can handle things quickly. But he has access to the Internet, but the other party is more accustomed to using traditional methods.
The paper information was really not efficient, so I had to be patient and wait a few more days for the mysterious and attractive new ghost.
"How is this place?"
Suzuki Sonoko's voice came from the side.
Jiang Xia turned around and saw that she was holding a brochure and looking at a store selling decorations. It seemed that she wanted to buy some decorations from the store to go back and modify her costumes.
Mao Lilan also came over to help with reference.
At this moment, there was a sudden clanking sound on the escalator next to them.
Jiang Xia raised her head and saw a tall young woman tripping on the suitcase next to her, then stumbling down the elevator with the suitcase.
"careful!"
Mao Lilan reacted quickly and rushed over to help the person before she and the box fell to the ground.
The young woman stood up in panic, still in shock: "Thank you, thank you."
Conan instinctively ran two steps over there, wanting to help. But he stopped again when he saw her standing firm, and turned to look suspiciously.
In the chaos just now, the young woman's shoulder bag fell off and her things were scattered all over the floor.
When Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were helping her pick up things, Conan walked up to Jiang Xia and pulled him.
Then after Jiang Xia squatted down skillfully, he asked in a low voice: "Is this someone you know?"
Jiang Xia looked at the woman: "I have no impression, what's wrong?"
Conan touched his chin: "She was distracted on the escalator just now. When she was about to reach the ground, she suddenly saw you below, so she turned around in panic and tried to go in the opposite direction. But the suitcase she brought was too big and tripped her, so
She just fell down..."
As Conan was talking, his voice suddenly stopped.
After a moment, he scratched his head in confusion: "Why do I think she looks familiar?"
Soon, it turned out that the detective's observation and memory were not wrong.
Because Mao Lilan also suddenly thought of something.
She looked at the tall young woman, and suddenly realized that this person who exuded some mature temperament seemed to be her elementary school classmate: "Are you... Masumi?"
"Hey, is that so?" Suzuki Sonoko was shocked and stared at the woman, quickly confirming, "It's really you. I heard that you became a model and became the chief model of a company. I'm on TV
I saw you on the catwalk - the tomboy back then turned into a great beauty, hahaha, please remember to sign your name for us soon!"
Suzuki Sonoko's enthusiasm quickly infected Maori Ran, but it seemed that she failed to infect Takamori Masumi.
She tried her best to show a smile of surprise after a long absence, but the corners of her eyes were slightly stiff. A closer look could tell that she didn't want to reminisce with her old classmates at all, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Unintentionally catching a glimpse of Jiang Xia from the corner of his eye, Takamori Masumi's smile suddenly became stiffer.