Chapter 15921600 [Jiang Xia’s Love Letter]
The mermaid always felt that someone was whispering about her behind her back.
She looked around, floated to Jiang Xia's side, followed the psychic's master's line of sight to look out the window, and saw that Jiang Xia had caught a fat white pigeon at some point.
Her attention immediately drifted to the pigeon: [Do you want a snack?]
Pigeon:"!!!"
Jiang Xia took a look at this dedicated pigeon and sympathetically let go of his hand: [Compared to this, its owner's energy core is more delicious.]
The pigeon escaped the disaster, got up in a panic, and flew away.
Conan also noticed the movement here. He was about to walk closer to see what Jiang Xia was concentrating on doing. As soon as he reached the window, he saw a pigeon rolling and flying away.
"White dove?" Conan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly alerted, "Could it be Kidd's spy?"
Jiang Xia nodded: "It should be. There is a bug tied to its leg."
Conan: “……?” Then why did you just let it run away?
This question was not finally asked, Conan silently covered his face: Oh, forget it. Jiang Xia has never been very active in catching thieves, probably because in his eyes, thieves like Kidd who return things after stealing are not considered criminals.
Thinking of this, Conan looked back guiltily: "..." Fortunately, Inspector Nakamori was still concentrating on chatting with Miss Makiri and did not notice that Jiang Xia had just let go of the clue.
But looking at the white pigeon flying away, Conan still felt sorry for it. He jumped up and lay on the windowsill next to Jiang Xia: "Kid is really fond of his pigeons. If we catch one as a hostage, maybe we can trick him out to have a chat."
Jiang Xia: “…” Good idea, noted down.
But on second thought, if there is something I want to talk to Kidd about, it would be better to catch Kidd directly in the disguise of Mist Tengu instead of catching a pigeon.
After all, pigeons have their own wings, can flexibly turn in the air, and are small in size, so it is really difficult to catch them. But Kidd is different. His glider is not so flexible in turning. He can shoot people down from the air with just a flap of his wings. This skill seems to be useless.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia silently crossed out the useless little tricks he learned from Conan.
…
In the distance, there is a building that is on its day off.
There should be no one in the office, but at this moment, a window was pushed open from the inside. Someone was sitting at the desk, sipping freshly ground coffee elegantly, while casually raising his hand to catch a white dove that fluttered in from the window.
"Well done." Kidd smiled and was about to feed his hard-working subordinates some pigeon food. But when his eyes fell on his own pigeons, he was stunned for a moment and his smile disappeared, "What's wrong? The feathers are so messy."
The pigeon landed on his legs and he collapsed with a plop, looking as if he had endured too much.
Kidd: ...?
…
In the theater's lounge.
Inspector Nakamori seemed to be full of energy, concentrating on discussing something with the crew.
But for others, the waiting process is a bit boring.
Jiang Xia was sitting on the sofa and eavesdropping on their conversation when he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the ghost next to him.
Matsuda Jinpei was sitting on the other side of the sofa, combing his fluffy hair. Suddenly, he noticed a sight, turned his head, and looked at Jiang Xia with some doubt: "?"
Jiang Xia reached out and took the murderous aura in front of it.
Then, before Jinpei Matsuda could come to his senses, he picked up the ghost and threw it out of the window.
Downstairs, in the alley nearby, a pile of shikigami had already formed. The shikigami quickly gathered into clay puppets, and then together with the Matsuda Jinpei who had just fallen, they formed a curly-haired man wearing sunglasses and a black suit.
Matsuda Jinpei pushed up his sunglasses and hid in a corner where no one could notice him, feeling a little dazed.
After a moment, the voice of the unscrupulous psychic came into his mind: "You have nothing to do anyway, so take some time to write a love letter, 'Uzo'. The recipient is Ireland, and remember to choose a beautiful stationery - make sure he feels that the sender is a lovely girl, his fangirl, who is deeply in love with him and can't help himself, so that he will feel some deep emotion and desire for love after reading it."
Jinpei Matsuda struggled to understand this series of commands, and a hint of confusion slowly emerged in his eyes.
Write a love letter?
To Ireland?
And as a fangirl? ?
Let’s not talk about whether it can be written…Does the big guy with the cigarette smell really have a crush on him? Does he believe it?
Jinpei Matsuda fell into deep thought, feeling that this was not something a serious person should do.
However, although there is a lack of research on love letters, but from another perspective, according to its understanding of Jiang Xia...
Soon, Jinpei Matsuda felt that he gradually understood everything.
Jinpei Matsuda: “…” Although this command was a little strange, in a sense, its purpose was very easy to guess—probably just a bored psychic who wanted to see some fun about Ireland and squeeze out some more murderous aura from Ireland.
From this perspective, love letters are easy to write.
And fortunately, Jiang Xia actually sent it an external aid...
Thinking of this, Jinpei Matsuda turned his head and looked at the Q version of Miss Spider sitting on his shoulder.
Miss Spider also turned her head and looked at him silently. A trace of confusion flashed across her usually expressionless face - it seemed that this order was indeed a bit difficult. Not only herself, but this colleague was also quite troubled about how to fulfill the requirements of the psychic master.
But no matter how bad you are, you still have to write.
The two ghosts efficiently got paper and pen, then found a secluded corner and stared at the paper in front of them.
Miss Spider thought for a moment, raised her spider legs and tapped Matsuda Jinpei's head, and gave an uncertain suggestion: [If words are not enough, use pictures to make up for it - draw a few more hearts to give the recipient a visual impact.]
Matsuda Jinpei nodded thoughtfully: [Just like the fake love letter that Xiaosong Jun received before? Indeed, as long as the letter paper is filled up, it will look very sincere.]
Speaking of this, Jinpei Matsuda suddenly had an inspiration: Yes, wasn’t there a ready-made example just now?
And after receiving the love letter, Xiao Songjun seemed very happy indeed - if nothing else works, just follow the template and offer your love to someone else.
It shook the pen in its hand and began to write quickly.
…
Theater building, in the lounge.
Jiang Xia listened for a while, but didn't hear anything useful. Although people came and went here with murderous intent, no case had occurred for the time being.
After thinking for a moment, he simply threw his main body into the sofa in the corner, and then let the puppets gather outside to form the shape of a hungry cat.
Soon, Jiang Xia's consciousness possessed the dark cloud snow cat and strolled towards his "Wu Zo" and "Wu Zo Secretary", intending to see how their love letters were going.
(End of this chapter)
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