Chapter 890: Too High Tissue Concentration Ask for a monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
While Conan was sorting out the excessive amount of information he had just input, he was silently thinking about countermeasures.
"..." He thought, if Vodka approached Jiang Xia just to temporarily borrow the "famous detective" as a stepping stone and there wouldn't be much interaction afterwards, then the matter would be easy to handle - just keep it a secret from Jiang Xia and try to solve the problem himself.
But what if the vodka is really coming for Jiang Xia...
If Jiang Xia is not told anything, he will lack the necessary information when facing Vodka... At present, we don't know what conspiracy the organization has. If we let it go like this, one day Jiang Xia accidentally steps into Vodka's insidious trap, and then everything will be too late.
But if I tell Jiang Xia...
It didn't seem to work: Jiang Xia didn't know about the organization yet. If the truth was told, according to Jiang Xia's character, he would definitely risk his life to track it down, and maybe even want to catch a few men in black to hit them with batons to test their hand... But the other side was not an ordinary thug, they had guns, and it was a powerful organization.
Even if Jiang Xia remained calm and investigated slowly, now that he had been noticed by the organization, this kind of probing would easily arouse the organization's vigilance and murderous intent - that group of cruel and cunning people would definitely not tolerate a sharp detective like Jiang Xia investigating them.
"..." Conan couldn't help but feel worried.
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He had no choice but to use all the acting skills he inherited from his mother, pretending nothing had happened, and ended the conversation with Jiang Xia normally: pretending that he was really just curious about "Mr. Yamada" and Jiang Xia's star-chasing, and had no other purpose.
Afterwards, Jiang Xia went around looking for clues.
Conan stroked the voice changer in his pocket and walked silently to the corner.
He recalled the number of policemen in the room, and then thought of Vodka who was alone in the living room. He really wanted to call Inspector Megure under the identity of "Kudo Shinichi" and ask him to arrest this lawless Black Organization cadre, send him to the National Police Agency or something like that for centralized investigation overnight, and then use the intelligence he had extracted to expose the Black Man's past.
"..." However, ideals are perfect, but reality requires caution...
Conan thought about it and sighed regretfully:
According to his investigation after he became a small child, especially combined with some information provided by Haibara Ai: The Black Organization is very hidden, like a dark shadow in society. Even if they do something obviously bad, they will act carefully and push those things onto other organizations.
So Conan suspected that the police could not find any reason to arrest Vodka. Even if they did, without evidence, they would probably have to release him soon.
In that case, Vodka wouldn't suffer much loss, at most just a round trip in and out.
Afterwards, everyone present tonight, even the police, may be subjected to crazy revenge from that organization or be silenced.
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"..." Conan thought about the people present today, counted the number of lives, and was silent for a long time. In the end, he did not take out the voice changer.
Before thinking of a way to arrest someone, it is indeed necessary to collect some information first, to find enough evidence to trap a certain black-clad person in the police station, and it is best to arrest him secretly...
Thinking of this, Conan looked towards the living room with mixed feelings: It was really too frustrating to have to watch helplessly as the organization's cadres passed by him...
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After giving up the hasty idea of "taking the risk of catching Vodka".
Conan took a step back and focused his attention on "how to deal with Vodka's conspiracy against Jiang Xia."
He thought unwillingly: It's rare that I'm in the same space with Vodka. Even if I don't catch him on the spot, I should at least try to get information.
Of course, no traces must be left.
Otherwise, once Vodka finds out that something is wrong, he probably won't suspect a first-grade student at the first time. Instead, he will immediately think of Jiang Xia, and then counterattack or retaliate against the innocent Jiang Xia... He must be cautious.
In general, the most likely thing to do at the moment is to first find out Vodka's real purpose tonight - is he coming for Jiang Xia, or does he have other targets?
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Thinking of this, Conan sighed helplessly and pulled his hand out of the pocket where the voice changer was placed.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and had a vague sense of horror as if he was being stared at by some terrifying being.
The sense of crisis flashed by, and when Conan carefully sensed it again, there was no trace of it.
"..." Conan touched his cold skin silently, tightened his collar, and thought a little confusedly: Maybe it was because Vodka, a cadre of the organization, was nearby, so he was overly nervous.
He looked around and found nothing unusual.
So he didn't stay here, but sneaked into the living room, ready to implement his observation plan.
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A minute ago, Conan was thinking about countermeasures.
In a corner that he didn't see.
A black cat with white claws appeared in the house at some point. It had an anesthetic needle stuck between its claws and was crawling at the bottom of the cabinet half a meter away from Conan, staring at his exposed calves with a sinister look.
And after Conan gave up taking out the voice changer and notifying the police.
The cat withdrew its pounce.
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After Conan left, the cat puppet secretly stretched out a claw from under the cabinet and silently pushed the tiny anesthetic needle into the corridor.
Then it disintegrated into the air like a handful of soil dissolved by water.
A few seconds later.
Jiang Xia, who was leaning against the wall and daydreaming, came to his senses, walked to the cabinet where the cat was hidden, squatted down and straightened his trouser legs.
Then he picked up the unused anesthetic needle and put it away with regret.
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Compared to Conan and Vodka, they were feeling emotional and anxious.
The other people in the room were still in a relatively calm state of mind at this time.
Especially the police - they were accustomed to all kinds of crime scenes. Although they were a little tired now, they immediately jumped from the previous case to this one and began the investigation skillfully and tiredly.
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After briefly registering the name and occupation of each party participant, as well as the reason for coming here.
Inspector Megure stood in the living room and looked around.
Then he looked around the living room, the five suspects in this case... plus the agent who went to the hospital with the ambulance, six... plus Jiang Xia, seven... No, Jiang Xia was not there at the time of the crime, so he should be crossed out first - six suspects, and he sighed.
Inspector Megure felt that the situation was somewhat serious.
In fact, this excessive number of people made him a little alert. He was always worried that a second murder would suddenly occur here in the next second, making it a serial murder case...
"Ahem." Inspector Megure cleared his throat and shook off all the messy thoughts. "Excuse me, who was the first to discover Miss Kusano?"
(End of this chapter)
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