Chapter 1422 1430 [Why doesn’t the boss see me?]
Inspector Megure noticed that several detectives were talking and immediately came over keenly.
Hearing Maori Kogoro's speculation, he nodded in agreement: "I heard that Himuro behaved well in prison, but now it seems that the guy is just acting for the occasion and has no intention of reflecting on himself. Maybe he has committed a few crimes in secret, so he has stolen goods... Hmm? So, there are indeed some unsolved thefts recently. Could he have done it too?"
The former police officer of the Investigation Division and his current boss looked at each other and nodded to each other in tacit understanding. Maori Kogoro and Inspector Megure looked at each other and seemed to have returned to the past.
Jiang Xia looked at the two people who sympathized with each other: "..." If Ireland could hear this, he would probably be very happy... Or, did Ireland actually know the criminals' habit of hiding things, so he felt at ease to handle it this way?
He analyzed his colleagues' thoughts in a casual manner, trying to guess what kind of blind box this was.
Nearby, Conan saw that the two frontline detectives who were often in charge of the aftermath had the same opinion, and was somewhat convinced: "That does make sense, but..."
Before he could finish the question after the "but", Maori Kogoro's eyes became fierce and he punched him on the head: "I'm imparting my experience to Jiang Xia, why are you eavesdropping? It's a hundred years too early for you to solve the case. Go do your homework, little brat."
Conan: "..." Sharing experience with Jiang Xia? I was the one who asked the question. You are just looking for an excuse to beat me up!
His thoughts were interrupted by Kogoro Mori's knock.
Although his intuition still tells Conan that something is not right, there are too many details that make him feel that something is wrong. When the clues are not connected, Conan tends not to dwell on these problems, otherwise he will be entangled in puzzles every second of his day.
So in the end, Conan yawned and stopped thinking about it - no matter what, Himuro Reiji had already run away, and even if there was a conspiracy, he had to be caught first before proceeding to the next step.
Catching a fleeing criminal is obviously the job of the police. It was late at night, and the first grader should go back to rest - Conan didn't sleep well during the days in Osaka. He finally came back, and had to accompany Jiang Xia and the police to work overtime... He felt tired just thinking about it. Fortunately, the case was solved quickly today and it didn't drag on until the next day.
Inspector Megure also sighed, "He actually got away, what a cunning guy. Fortunately, the evidence we collected earlier is enough to issue a wanted notice." He turned to look at Officer Takagi, "You go and contact this matter."
Takagi Shigeru nodded and threw himself into endless overtime work.
…
The search for a fleeing criminal also had little to do with an enthusiastic high school detective.
Jiang Xia also quickly returned home in the police car.
After arriving home, he checked the organization's private phone and was somewhat surprised to find that the boss had not sent him any message.
Jiang Xia: “…” Before, he thought that the mysterious “that adult” would also think that everything was Wu Zuo’s fault, and would give him a warning or two, or even better, arrange a face-to-face meeting to show the seriousness of his attitude… But at the moment, it seems that the other party has no such intention.
...It's not hard to understand. 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 arrived earlier.
In addition, many cadres have the contact information of "that adult", and there are countless emergencies. The boss is probably not much busier than Gin on weekdays, and he probably has no time to pay attention to these breaking news.
Jiang Xia casually flipped through his mailbox. Although all the sent emails had been cleared, the corresponding scene was still in his mind.
Thinking of the message from the boss when he entered the base in the evening, asking him to see a psychiatrist the day after tomorrow, Jiang Xia's mood became better again: although he was a little disappointed that he was not invited to talk with the boss, but on the bright side, the boss did not cancel the psychiatrist he sent him.
I don’t know what kind of doctor will be prepared this time.
Also, if the doctor is lucky enough to survive...
Jiang Xia briefly fell into deep thought: He didn't have any mental illness at all. If the doctor reported it truthfully, the boss wouldn't think that the doctor was threatened by Wu Zuo. In his impression, the people in the organization always liked to put the blame on others, and they would persecute Wu Zuo who passed by innocently no matter what.
If I am really asked, I have to think about how to write it in advance.
...Of course, if the doctor had committed many evil things and committed numerous crimes, there wouldn't be so much trouble if a passerby stepped forward to enforce justice.
…
Since the boss seemed to have forgotten him, Jiang Xia did not take the initiative to send a message.
He quickly put aside the messy affairs of the organization and began to concentrate on his work as a psychic, taking stock of his gains.
The biggest gain today is that fresh smell of murderous smoke.
Although the smell is not very pleasant to people other than smokers, it is at least a new high-end killer product.
Jiang Xia tore off a strand of murderous aura, melted it into the ghost mint, rolled it, and then held the cigarette and waved it in front of Matsuda Jinping.
The adult ghost looks very calm, but in fact, wherever Ghost Mint moves, the eyes under its sunglasses will follow.
Teasing ghosts was quite fun, but considering that Matsuda Jinpei had a lucky mouth today and had inadvertently made a contribution, Jiang Xia didn't play for too long. He lit the ghost mint with a tobacco flavor and put it on the ashtray.
Matsuda Jinpei floated over with dignity, took a long puff of the cigarette, and looked relaxed: When the psychic master contracted it, he drew so many promises for it, and now one of them has finally come true. It seems that as long as I can hold on long enough, the others will also be victorious.
Jiang Xia watched for a moment, reached out to grab a wisp of smoke and tasted it, then quickly frowned slightly, feeling that the taste was not very good.
He looked at Jinpei Matsuda. The cute smoker noticed his gaze, raised his hand and gave him a thumbs up, looking very satisfied: the taste was mellow.
"..." Jiang Xia handed the remaining half of the cigarette to the merman, "Why do you still have a craving for cigarettes after becoming a ghost?"
Matsuda Jinpei exhaled a puff of smoke comfortably and glanced over: How can a little brat understand the beauty of cigarettes and alcohol?
It would have liked to respond like this.
But after a moment, reason made it hold back its words, and it just shook its head to indicate that it didn't know.
Next to him, Xiaobai looked at Jiang Xia, then at the smoke in front of Matsuda Jinping, and moved closer curiously.
As soon as he took a step forward, the parent ghost grabbed it and shook his head, looking disapproving.
The mermaid curiously took a puff of the cigarette that Jiang Xia had just stuffed into her mouth, choked and started coughing, then threw the cigarette away in disgust.
(End of this chapter)
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