Chapter 1643 1651 [Vodka: Copyright Warning] Ask for monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
It was certainly shocking that an acquaintance was suddenly murdered around them, but considering Makishuri's temper before his death, the crew members couldn't help but feel that this didn't seem to be surprising.
In short, now, they are more concerned about who the murderer is than why the case happened.
Jiang Xia seemed to have an idea. The detective sorted out the situation in order: "From the time he boarded the plane, the first person to touch the deceased's hand was Mr. Shinjo. That elegant hand-kissing was very impressive."
Kidd: "..." I stole a gem and became a murder suspect. I knew that staying with these detectives would be bad...
Fortunately, there are detectives nearby, which is not all bad: at least they solve cases quickly and don't drag on for too long, causing extra trouble.
And now, it is confirmed that he was not the one who killed Makiri, and Jiang Xia should be able to clear the Phantom Thief’s name soon.
Thinking of this, Kidd should have breathed a sigh of relief, but remembering that Jiang Xia wanted to remove his screws last night, he froze slightly: "..." I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this detective who looks like he has a good temper is actually very vengeful... This detective shouldn't do anything to innocent thieves, right?
Although he had a bad feeling, fortunately, things did not seem to be as he thought - Jiang Xia was a good person after all, and did not bother him too much. The detective's attention soon turned elsewhere.
Jiang Xia pointed at Kidd who had kissed the back of Makiri's hand, and then looked at Hashimoto Maya: "Then there's Mr. George who asked her for an autograph. Like I said just now, whether it's the autograph board or the chair back and armrests that he touched, there's a chance they could be poisoned."
Hashimoto Maya was suddenly called out again. He thought that after experiencing the situation just now, nothing could make his heart beat faster.
However, in reality, when the others looked at him one after another following Jiang Xia's words, as a member of the organization who had the survival rules of "paying attention to concealment" and "not exposing" engraved in his bones, Hashimoto Maya still felt the hairs on his back stand up, as if he had become an unlucky sacrifice targeted by something.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Is this the end? Why do I, who has almost no connection with Makiri, have so many suspicions? Uzo, don't go too far!
...Speaking of which, Mr. Ireland seemed to have said that Wuzo did not dare to attack the cadres directly. But, but he did not seem to have said that Wuzo would not attack the cadres' confidants.
The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. He raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
This action immediately made him look more like a suspect. Some Tokyo residents who had come into contact with murder cases looked at him with more suspicion.
Ireland was keenly aware of the change in the environment, and secretly glared at his confidant, very dissatisfied with his reaction: It was just a reminder from Jiang Xia, what's there to panic about? After being a member of the organization for so many years, can't you be more calm?
Hashimoto Maya: “…” I don’t want to panic either, but how can I not panic? When Uzo was targeting you, your behavior was also very abnormal.
Of course, there were some things he only dared to think about in his mind and didn't dare to actually say out loud.
Hashimoto Maya had no choice but to lower her head and pretend that there was a vacuum around her, isolating herself from all the disturbances. Now the only thing she could rely on was Jiang Xia's ability to solve the case. Detective, please make sure to clear his name!
…
Jiang Xia seemed to be just analyzing the situation selflessly and seriously, and had no intention of targeting Hashimoto Maya.
Because he soon mentioned someone else: "Since I sit next to Mu Shuli, I have more chances. In addition, the security guard who also came to Mu Shuli's seat... Um, I remember the name on your business card is Edward? You also have the opportunity to poison."
Ireland was suddenly named: "..."
Hashimoto Maya choked: "Cough cough cough cough cough——"
Ireland didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.
At this moment, he somewhat understood what Hashimoto Maya had felt just now - for members of the organization, "being targeted by the police as a suspect in a murder case" was infinitely similar to "being about to be silenced by the organization."
Just like a normal person standing on the edge of the rooftop of a hundred-meter-high building, or being pointed at by a madman with a knife at close range, for members of the organization, the very fact of "being involved in the center of the case" is enough to arouse some of their most primitive vigilance and fear.
Ireland: "..." Contacting the famous detective was indeed a risky move - now it seems that these detectives are ruthless when it comes to catching criminals.
Cooperating with Jiang Xia was actually another way of seeking the skin of a tiger. If Jiang Xia caught the criminals in the cooperation process, then his troubles would probably be no less than Wu Zuo's.
Fortunately, compared with the benefits, this risk is actually not high: the risk is low because Jiang Xia's whereabouts are fixed and he is usually not on guard, so he can be easily silenced.
Even Ireland has come up with the simplest way - without being discovered by others, just like the assistant distributed chocolates just now, he could just casually hand Jiang Xia a piece of snack mixed with poison, and everything would be over.
…
Jiang Xia looked at the murderous aura bubbling around Ireland and looked away comfortably: "..." Ever since this cadre came to him to seek cooperation just now, the smell of smoke and murderous aura on Ireland's body has never stopped, and it is much more productive than usual.
This made Jiang Xia suddenly realize that the identity of "detective" seemed to have other wonderful uses - for example, the members of the organization seemed to be quite hostile to this kind of righteous partner. Especially when they were suspected by the detective, their murderous intent always yielded a good harvest.
Conan was originally listening to Jiang Xia's analysis, but halfway through, he noticed that this classmate started to lose focus for some reason.
Conan: “…” It’s my turn?
He wanted to take the opportunity to solve the case before Jiang Xia, but he always felt that there were some key points missing.
But soon, Conan's eyes swept across the curtain in front of him, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
"By the way, not long before Makiri's sister died, she went to the bathroom. The cyanide that killed her may have been placed somewhere in the bathroom."
After a pause, Conan continued, "Also, there is one very strange thing - the time she spent in the toilet was very short, not at all like the length of time a normal woman would spend in the toilet, and I didn't seem to hear any flushing sound."
Conan said this with a serious expression, and then he remembered a few beats later that there might be members from that organization around him, and he must not reveal the fact that he had become smaller.
So he hurriedly tried to make up for it, but did not speak out the conclusion of his reasoning. He just knocked his head in a worried manner: "Oh, this is so strange! Why is this happening?"
(End of this chapter)
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