Chapter 785 The mystery of Akai Shuichi’s hat
Although at present, Jiang Xia could not sense any murderous aura in Okiya Subaru's academic meeting hall.
But Akai Shuichi is a red side after all. Referring to what Amuro Toru said, it is actually very reasonable that he does not usually show murderous intent.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia opened his cat vest, moved closer to the window, and looked into the venue expectantly.
After a moment, he realized with disappointment that he was probably overthinking it.
——The window where he was standing had a very high windowsill.
A quick glance revealed a neat row of shiny bald heads. Okiya Subaru, a heretic with hair, stood out among them.
Besides Okiya Subaru, there is another person with normal amount of hair.
But that was a petite schoolgirl.
As we all know, in the scientific technique of "disguise", body shape has always been the most difficult factor to change, especially from tall to short, or from big to small.
Even Kidd, the biological son of Kuroba Toichi, can only rely on the primitive method of "bending legs" to change his height. It is even more impossible for Akai Shuichi, a layman, to shrink his nearly 1.9-meter-tall body into a 1.6-meter-tall mini girl.
As for disguising myself as a bald uncle...
I always feel that Shuichi Akai is incapable of making this type of sacrifice.
"..." Hmm? Wait, maybe.
Jiang Xia took a quick look at his memory bank and suddenly realized that in his memory, Akai Shuichi always wore a hat, whether he was a student, an FBI agent, or an undercover agent.
Sometimes it's a baseball cap, sometimes it's a swimming cap. More often, it's the iconic knitted hat... This man's obsession with hats is comparable to vodka's obsession with his sunglasses and gin's obsession with his long hair...
So, could it be that the truth behind this is that underneath Shuichi Akai’s knitted hat…
Jiang Xia imagined the scene in his mind, his ears moved slightly, and he couldn't help but become curious.
After hesitating for a moment, he spent a little more murderous energy, followed the contract, contacted Miyano Akemi who was on duty next to the main body, and asked questions.
Miyano Akemi was betting with two ghosts on Akai Shuichi's murderous taste.
Noticing her master's doubts, she held her chin and thought for a while, then gave a regretful answer:
Shuichi Akai is not bald yet. He may just wear a hat to look good or to protect his head.
Jiang Xia who received the answer: "..."
He looked at the conspicuous Mediterranean lights in the venue with disappointment. In this case, Akai Shuichi was probably not in it...
Although the conclusion was drawn based on off-field factors.
But to be on the safe side, Jiang Xia re-examined the people in the venue and asked the ghosts to go over and take a look at the situation.
A few minutes later, the conclusion that "Shuiichi Akai is not among them" was verified.
Jiang Xia sighed, turned and left.
…
Jiang Xia drove the cat back to the car and looked at the car he had come from. He began to wonder whether he should continue to follow Okiya Subaru or go back to the detective agency and wait for a new client.
——Shuichi Akai is like an unknown rare blind box, which is really attractive.
But the basic survival materials that we need to produce every day cannot be neglected...
Before he could think it through, the mermaid floating next to him suddenly moved.
She seemed to have noticed something, looked at the house across the street from afar, wagged her tail and patted Jiang Xia to give him a reminder.
Jiang Xia stared at her shaking translucent tail fin and instinctively raised his hand.
And then quickly put it down as if nothing had happened.
…Now is obviously not the time to fight with the fish.
Because the ghosts seemed to sense the scent of rations from that direction.
——There is murderous intent.
And it smells like low quality.
The first person Jiang Xia thought of was Shuichi Akai, who might be hiding nearby and observing Okiya Subaru's condition.
He decisively followed the information brought by the ghosts and went there.
However, as he got closer to the source of murderous aura, Jiang Xia gradually felt that he was overthinking.
...There is indeed murderous aura, and it is indeed very high-end.
But it was clearly the murderous aura of a familiar person, filled with the familiar smell of alcohol.
Jiang Xia: "..." Gin is actually nearby...
Could it be that after hanging out with Conan for so long, I've also developed the habit of running into Gin when I go out?
Although it was not what I expected, I thought: since I was already here, it would be better to go to Gin to get rid of some of the extra murderous aura than to follow Subaru Okiya in a meeting with a bunch of light bulbs.
Thinking of this, he continued to drive the cat towards the source of the murderous aura.
…
After jumping onto the last section of the wall, I saw a familiar black Porsche parked in the shadow of the abandoned building in front.
A little further away, Vodka had already gotten out of the car and was whispering something with a man in a black suit at the end of the building.
Gin sat in the car, looking over there, casually wiping his very durable Beretta, his eyes occasionally glancing around.
Gin usually doesn't allow strangers to enter, and the same may be true for cats.
Jiang Xia patted the ghosts floating nearby and asked them to go over and take away the excess murderous aura.
Then he hesitated for a moment and suddenly realized that maybe he should go over for a walk - if Gin hated cats, wouldn't he be able to reap some extra benefits?
Although the thought of killing an animal is unlikely to generate murderous intent, Gin's mechanism of generating murderous intent seems to be different from that of ordinary people. The amount of his murderous intent is obviously related to his mood.
...Of course, Jiang Xia thought, while attracting murderous aura, one must try to prevent the cat puppet from being hit by the gun.
This cat has a unique color. If it dies in front of others, you can still use the excuse of "same litter, same color" when it reappears. But if it happens too many times, it will still arouse suspicion.
——After all, there are only a limited number of cats in a litter. And his Dark Cloud Stepping on Snow can only have one at a time.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia observed the environment and planned to approach from a roundabout place with some concealed objects.
But suddenly, his gaze paused and stopped on the wall next to him.
——A cat jumped up there without anyone noticing.
It is the orange cat that Jiang Xia prefers, a little fat and a big furry ball.
Jiang Xia looked at it with appreciation. From the cat's perspective, the cat was not too scary, but even more adorable.
However, the cat opposite seemed to have different ideas from his.
——After looking at each other for a moment, the orange cat's ears turned towards him vigilantly, and the whole cat slightly arched its body. Its pair of round but sharp eyes stared at Jiang Xia firmly, and it even made a gesture as if it was going to go forward and beat him.
Jiang Xia: “…”
Being a human and being a cat are indeed different... It may also be that the cats of the clients have been accustomed to being persecuted, so they are usually in a good mood and lie down to be rubbed casually, but the cat in front of me is different...
He took two steps back, trying to coexist peacefully with this beautiful cat.
However, the orange cat didn't seem to understand what he meant. As Jiang Xia retreated, the cat suddenly pounced in and slapped him with its claws.
(End of this chapter)
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