MTL - Conan’s Corpse Picker-Chapter 1515 1515 [Blocking the way for the younger brother to escape]

  Chapter 1515 Chapter 1515 [Blocking the way for the younger brother to escape]

  Thinking of this, the middle-aged reporter rushed into the building impatiently

   Just two steps ahead, he remembered something, turned back silently, pushed Jiang Xia, and let the detective stay in his camera.

  —What’s so good about a simple incident? The famous detective and his deciphering process are the key points. The reporter persuaded: “Go up and see the situation first.”

  Jiang Xia nodded, and ran into the lobby on the first floor, and at the same time, he did not forget to tell everyone: "Watch all exits, and surround them on all sides, don't let that person run away."

  Although the production crew were just ordinary people, there were so many people after all, and the building wasn’t too big. They took courage and surrounded the building partly to obey orders and partly to join in the fun.

  Although it is not so difficult to fly without wings, it is obvious that under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, it is difficult for a normal person without wings to slip away from the building.

  In the corner of the tea room, Okiya Subaru accidentally fell asleep and was awakened: "..."

  …

  Jiang Xia, Conan and a few fast-footed reporters ran into the building.

  In front of the building, Dr. Ali ran over, panting heavily, and stopped on the street in front of the building. Although this section of the road is not very long, for a tech geek who doesn't exercise much, the amount of exercise is still too much.

Hui Yuanai, who respects the old and loves the young, also followed. She looked at the vain old man, stood on her tiptoes and patted his back for comfort, feeling a little helpless: "Why are you chasing after me? Can you run away?" Can you pass Jiang Xia? Next time something like this happens, remember to find a safe place to wait."

  Dr. A Li managed to catch his breath, and explained in a low voice: "Didn't I instinctively chase after them when I saw them running..."

   Just as he was talking, there was a gunshot from above.

   Immediately following, the surrounding light suddenly and subtly changed.

   The two were stunned, and looked up, only to see the originally dark building, and the lights on the 7th floor suddenly turned on.

  A figure was reflected on the window, and soon, the shadow became smaller and smaller—the people in the room were getting farther and farther away from the window, as if they had shot and turned on the lights, and left the room quickly.

  Dr. A Li touched his bald head in horror: "It was a gunshot just now, right? A shooting happened upstairs? That guy by the window is the murderer?!"

   Hui Yuanai frowned and looked upstairs, thought of something, and ran into the building quickly.

  Jiang Xia was still standing at the door of the elevator, waiting for the elevator.

   Hui Yuanai ran to him and tugged at his sleeve: "After the gunshots rang out just now, the lights on the 7th floor suddenly turned on, and a figure appeared on the window. It might be the murderer."

  The manager Yoshino Satomi also heard it, and immediately became anxious: "The seventh floor...that's Mr. Nanjo's room!"

   Without saying a word, the elevator arrived with a ding.

   A group of people hurried into the elevator and headed to the 7th floor.

  …

  The process of going upstairs was smooth.

  But the moment he got out of the elevator, the reporter who was carrying the camera tripped and groaned, and the camera on his shoulder spun and flew out.

   "..."

  Jiang Xia caught the machine with a lot of images of him, picked up the reporter who almost hit the ground with the other hand, and put the camera back into his hand.

   "Thank you, thank you." The middle-aged reporter hadn't recovered, and thanked him in a daze.

   It took a second before he touched the expensive video camera and became afraid.

  The reporter glanced at Jiang Xia gratefully, then looked down at his feet, and found that the thing that tripped him just now was a piece of torn tape. The black tape was stretched very long and randomly placed on the ground.

   "Who is so vicious, throwing this kind of thing at the elevator entrance." The reporter muttered, while catching up quickly, preparing to shoot the heroic posture of "Jiang Xia vs. "Reaper".

   But just two steps away, in front of Hayato Nanjo's office, there was a superimposed panic scream.

  …

  Jiang Xia heard the cry.

  Just now he went to pick up the camera that almost died in the line of duty, so he wasted a little time.

  Conan also stopped, and was looking at the insulating tape under the photographer's feet suspiciously, wondering why this thing was here, it was so out of harmony.

   Instead, Mrs. Nanjo and her manager ran into Hayato Nanjo's room first.

  And now, judging from their double screams, the situation in the house seemed very bad—it wasn't like screaming when they saw a murderer, but more like... seeing a dead body.

  Conan hurried to the house, but was stopped by Jiang Xia.

  Jiang Xia turned his back to the door just now, doing what a detective should do to "protect the scene".

  Unexpectedly, after such a stop, he realized that the person rushing over was not as tall as his raised hand, so he silently lowered his hand.

   Turning his head to look into the room, he happened to see Mrs. Nanjo throwing herself into the arms of the manager in horror.

  In front of them, Hayato Nanjo lay dead in the corner between the cabinet and the wall, his head was covered with blood, there was a big hole between his eyebrows, and a large amount of blood was also spattered on the wall behind him.

  The murderer's shot went down, and the man was dead.

   "..."

   There was silence.

  Mao Lilan took out her phone tremblingly, and pressed two "1".

   Then he paused for a while, then quickly deleted it, and pressed three "9"s again.

  …

  On the other side, Scotland Yard.

   Sheriff Anna asked the police officers to sort out the relevant information about the case at noon and the case on the plane.

  Seeing that the matter was almost handled, she stretched her body, leisurely planned to leave work, and handed over the rest to the little police officer on duty.

  But as soon as she stood up, she saw someone rushing in with an anxious look on her face: "Sheriff, there is another murder! The person who called the police left her name as 'Mao Lilan'. This seems to be a witness in the last case."

   "Oh..." Sergeant Anna was stunned for a moment, unable to hide her surprise, "It's been less than 24 hours, and this is already the third incident. These Tokyo kids are really...uh, not very lucky."

  There was a murder case. I heard that the dead person was a Japanese celebrity, and a reporter filmed the whole process. Of course, it is not good to just let the little policeman handle it.

   Sheriff Anna had no choice but to bid farewell to tonight's entertainment activities in her heart, sighed, and ordered people to attend the scene.

When she walked out of the building, remembering that foreigners were involved in this murder case, the handling process might be a bit troublesome, she decisively turned on her mobile phone, and sent a message to Inspector Yasa: "... such things as overtime work, how can you forget your boss. "

  …

   Twenty minutes later.

  The scene of the crime in the crew building.

   A group of tired police officers blocked the place.

  Among the busy police officers, there was a haggard and tired middle-aged police officer.

  Inspector Yasa deliberated, and finally came, but with a dark face, looking unhappy.

  —He didn't want to work overtime, and he didn't want to get involved with this group of Tokyo people.

  But I was worried that if I didn't come, things would go wrong. After all, the high school student detective was valued by Chief Superintendent Lotta for some reason.

  (end of this chapter)