Corpse collector in Conan

Fortunately, although the two detectives had some objections, the girls obviously didn't think much about it and just believed in Anonymous's words even more.

Suzuki Sonoko was particularly horrified - whether it was the ghost mentioned by the anonymous person or the newly discovered corpse mentioned by passers-by, they were all women who had dyed their hair. She...she also dyed her hair!

She's still young, she hasn't found the handsome guys she wants yet... She doesn't want to die!

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Anonymous in fear, and suddenly thought that since Anonymous took the initiative to bring up this matter, she might have a way to solve it.

Suzuki Sonoko asked carefully: Then... do you have any suggestions?

Anonymous nodded slightly: Of course, I'm here to save you. As she said that, she stretched out her hand, Can you give me the camera?

okay!

Without thinking much, Suzuki Sonoko took off the camera hanging around her neck and put it in the anonymous hand.

Jiang Xia was very satisfied with her obedience.

Anonymous lowered the brim of his hat again and said softly: Go and play, don't go near the beach.

Then she straightened her skirt and walked away with her camera.

The whole set of actions was very natural and justified, as if rescuing people should be like this.

After she walked more than ten meters, several others came to their senses one after another.

...That. Amuro Toru's eyes twitched and he looked at Suzuki Sonoko, Don't you think she looks like a magician who is here to deceive your camera?

Suzuki Sonoko clasped her hands in front of her chest and said with tears in her eyes: I believe her! It didn't matter whether the camera was on or not, she didn't want to be dragged into the wilderness and stabbed!

Amuro Toru sighed deeply.

Having such naive citizens may be one of the reasons why they have such a heavy workload...

…

As a qualified psychic who has passed the examination, Jiang Xia's ability to manipulate puppets is of course also certified.

He can manipulate the puppet from a distance like a puppet on strings, and he can also lean directly onto the puppet.

However, since the puppet has not yet been upgraded, it is difficult to control both at the same time, so when Jiang Xia possesses the puppet, his body will be very silent.

But fortunately, everyone else's attention is currently on Anonymous, and no one bothers the main body.

The pottery classroom is very close to the B\u0026B.

Jiang Xia hurriedly drove the puppet to find a beach chair before the main body left the field of vision, lay down and hung up.

Then his consciousness temporarily returned to the original body, and he entered the pottery classroom with others, found a stool and sat down, and continued to doze off and hang up.

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were very considerate and would not disturb him. As for Amuro Toru... Starting from Shanni Temple, Jiang Xia slept like this all the way. Amuro Toru should have been used to it.

Jiang Xia settled the body and returned to the puppet again.

Just now, the murderer should have seen the scene where Anonymous took away Suzuki Sonoko's camera.

Compared with five people walking together, one person is obviously easier to deal with, and the murderer will not let go of this excellent opportunity to take away the evidence.

Jiang Xia had just been lying on the sun lounger for a while when she felt a shadow falling in front of her eyes.

Anonymous pushed up the brim of his hat, raised his head, and saw a man wearing a floral shirt walking over.

Masahiko Dori winked at her and extended an invitation: Hello, are you free now? I know a good restaurant. Do you want to go and try it together? I'll treat you.

The person on the recliner looked at him and sat up, holding on to the armrests. His skirt swept across the sand, making a slight sound.

Soon, Masahiko Michio heard her friendly and happy saying: Okay.

As he got closer, Masahiko Michuri realized that this was actually a very beautiful woman.

……Very good.

Beautiful women deserve to die!

Especially a bitch like this who easily agrees to a stranger's invitation.

Dori Masahiko sneered from the bottom of his heart, and the scene of cutting open the person in front of him appeared in his mind.

But on the surface, as a senior murderer who had killed four people, he calmly restrained his inappropriate expression, turned aside in a gentlemanly manner, and began to lead the way.

…

Michio Masahiko chose a mountain road to the seaside restaurant.

People feel safe in familiar places, and the same goes for murderers. Masahiko Dori once killed a person nearby and was very fond of this place.

On the way, he used reasons such as the environment is better over there and I know a very beautiful scenic spot to lead the anonymous person to the mountains.

After walking a long way and confirming that the screaming here would not attract other people, Masahiko Michio no longer controlled his expression.

He pulled out the knife from his pocket and turned around with a grin.

Then he was hit hard on the head with a stick.

The wooden stick fell with the sound of wind. The moment it hit, a golden flower seemed to explode in front of Masahiko Dori's eyes. His hand shook and the knife dropped with a clang.

Masahiko Michuri covered his head and took two steps back in horror and confusion. In his blurry vision, he saw the weak woman in black skirt weighing the stick he just picked up in her hand and using a suppressed expression. He stared at him with surprised eyes.

Dauri Masahiko touched the blood on his head, and then looked at the smile on Anonymous's face, as if he had been poured head-on by a basin of ice water.

...How could it become like this?

Did I make a mistake somewhere?

That's not what the script says! Obviously it should be the other way around...

boom!

Anonymous walked to him with the hem of her skirt in hand, raised her hand, and brought down the stick again.

…

The shikigami on Masahiko Dori's lap was extremely stubborn.

Dori Masahiko has been beaten into a pig's head. Jiang Xia can hardly find a good place to attack, but the shikigami still show no sign of letting go.

However, it did manage to knock down some of the murderous intent - the murderous intent that Masahiko Dori targeted at Anonymous.

Not high quality, but barely usable.

Although he has gained something, it is impossible for the shikigami to not want it.

Jiang Xia weighed the stick in his hand and slowed down the beating speed slightly, so that Masahiko Dori could have the strength to scream in pain, which might seem to relieve his anger.

After all, Masahiko Dori is a majestic eight-foot-tall man who is relatively durable. Once he had some time to spare, he wiped away the blood that flowed to his eyes and rolled away.

Of course, he tried to resist just now, but he was forced to give up after only a few seconds - he had no hope of winning at all. The opponent's strength and reaction speed were not like a thin woman at all, and he was not even too strong. Like humans.

Once this impression came to mind, when Masahiko Michio looked at Anonymous, he suddenly felt that her faint smile was like the makeup painted on the face of a corpse by an embalmer, unchanged, with the slightest air of air that did not belong to a living person.

For a moment, Masahiko Michuri suspected that the people he had killed gathered together and turned into a female ghost to seek revenge on him.

Just when I thought of this, a voice suddenly came from behind: Don't run, I won't hit you anymore.

Daoli Masahiko's heart tightened and he tutted. A woman's words are such a lie. It's strange that he would believe them.

But that sentence was too attractive to him. Dori Masahiko couldn't help but look back with a little hope.

He saw Anonymous throw away the wooden stick and smiled harmlessly at him.

Masahiko Michio stopped hesitantly. He looked at the weapons on the ground and then at Anonymous. He almost cried with joy. He couldn't believe it and confirmed again and again: You really don't want to fight?

Of course. The woman nodded.

A bloody and deep incision suddenly opened in her abdomen, followed by another, and then another... Her skin and internal organs continued to roll outwards, squirming and expanding, like a gaping bloody mouth.

A scream stuck in Masahiko Dori's throat, and his scalp was numb. The previous murder scenes and the bloody scenes at this time kept overlapping in front of his eyes, which seemed to confirm his suspicion just now.

In extreme fear, Anonymous continued what he just said and said quietly: If it is accidentally broken, it will not be able to be sliced ​​properly.

There was dead silence in the deep forest for a few seconds.

Then suddenly there was a throat-piercing scream.

Dori Masahiko panicked and ran wildly, his huge desire to survive causing him to burst into extremely high speeds. The mountain wind whistled in his ears, and the blood on his head flowed down his eyes, blurring his vision. Amidst the scarlet, he vaguely heard a friendly reminder from behind: Don't run around, it's very dangerous in the mountains.

Dori Masahiko ignored him and took a big step forward.

Then suddenly his feet were empty.