Conan’s Corpse Picker

"Hmm..." Suzuki Sonoko glanced at the positions of the congressman and the stage, and found that there were no obvious obstacles between them, and there were no big figures who must not collide.

So she rolled her eyes: "Maybe he thinks this is more eye-catching. You see him smiling so proudly, maybe he wants to enjoy the feeling of being in the spotlight. Ha, a vain middle-aged uncle."

While talking, Jiang Xia touched her. Suzuki Sonoko turned around and looked - the congressman had actually come around to them.

It didn't seem good to say bad things in person, so Suzuki Sonoko picked a piece of small cake and stuffed it into her mouth, using physical means to shut herself up.

…

Representative Takada looks great, but in his heart he seems to have an overloaded motor that cannot stop for a moment.

The recent election affairs have made him very busy, but it doesn't matter. It involves his future, and he can always gain the respect of others. He is both painful and happy during these trips, so it is not difficult.

What really bothered him was an unexpected situation. That's right, that weird reporter who made some harsh remarks before being taken to jail.

The dirty information in the reporter's hands was actually about Senator Takada - in the apartment where the reporters took photos as an alibi, his lovely wife, who he had been with for many years, lived.

A politician's indecent private life is already criticized. What's more important is that his wife's mother's family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If this matter breaks out at this point, he will be in trouble.

Considering that that bastard reporter even dared to steal the will of a big shot in order to write a hot report, there is nothing he can't do for the sake of popularity. Councilor Takata has no doubt that if the reporter dared to say that, he would really dare to shake the information out of his hands.

So lately, most of his brain cells have been devoted to thinking about how to shut up that reporter.

But it is not an easy thing to put your hands into a prison, let alone kill a journalist there who is in good health, has no underlying diseases, and has just attracted social attention.

Even if it is really successful, if one of the reporter's relatives and friends has a backup of the cause and effect, as soon as the reporter dies, someone else will expose the information, and the follow-up will be enough for him to drink a pot.

"It would be nice if that guy was still out there. Whether it was throwing money or asking for his life, there was always a way to shut him up, but he was caught so quickly..." Representative Takada thought about this. I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

While cursing, Representative Takada happened to pass by Jiang Xia. As soon as he looked up, he saw an impressive face flashing in front of him - it was the young detective who solved the reporter's case.

...If this bastard detective hadn't brought in the media, he could still have found a way to deal with it privately, but now that the matter has been exposed, the difficulty of making small moves has instantly doubled.

When he thought about the problem that had troubled him for several days, with the help of the detective in front of him, Councilor Takada's face couldn't help but sink.

And he quickly found a way to relieve himself.

——This high school detective just exchanged business cards with everyone. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he obviously wanted to develop connections in this circle.

Everyone present is a group of successful people with age and experience, who can read faces and read the atmosphere.

The status gap between himself, a member of the House of Representatives, and a private detective was so huge. He didn't even need to do anything more. He just had to use some language traps to express his displeasure towards the detective in a subtle way. The other participants at the venue would naturally know. What to do next.

No cameras are allowed in the banquet hall, and the reporters who can come in are all his people. He embarrasses the detectives here, and no one dares to report randomly.

Hey, arrogant kid, it’s time to teach him the cruelty of society.

Thinking of this, the congressman paused slightly and stopped next to Jiang Xia.

Curacao looked here from a few steps away and silently squeezed the tray in her hand. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

The next moment, Councilor Takada smiled at Jiang Xia, as if he wanted to say a few words of encouragement to the high school student who was about to receive the commendation in advance: "You..."

"Peng!"

There was a sudden gunshot.

Representative Takata's heart spattered with blood. The slightly mocking smile still remained on his face, but his body was already hit by the huge kinetic energy, and he leaned back.

——Someone actually fired a cold shot diagonally above!

The bullet first grazed President Ishimoto's arm, scraping a trail of blood, causing the president who had just received the threatening letter to scream "Ouch!", and then hit Representative Takada's heart and penetrated him. in the body.

Councilor Takada's unspeakable words were physically interrupted. Those carefully prepared difficult words will forever remain in his heart that was pierced by bullets.

"President?!"

"...Mr. Takada!!"

A bullet knocked down two people. The two secretaries were stunned and immediately rushed towards their respective employers.

President Ishimoto looked fine, but his arm was bleeding a little. With the help of his secretary, he stood firm in a cold sweat.

On the other side, the congressman's eyes were dull and he fell straight down. The unconscious man's body was extremely heavy, and the tall secretary couldn't help him even though he wanted to.

Soon, Councilor Gudong fell to the ground, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he became a fresh corpse.

"..."

The staff on site noticed something was wrong and turned on the lights in the banquet hall in confusion.

The dead Representative Takada suddenly appeared in front of everyone in high-definition, and there was an injured President Ishimoto next to him.

A shooting incident would occur in such a high-end place. After a brief silence, the banquet hall was suddenly filled with screams. The attendees were extremely frightened and instinctively rushed away from Representative Takada.

The brutal gunman didn't know where he was hiding, and the guests who were worried about their lives fled in chaos. They rushed past the bodyguards at the door in the blink of an eye and fled in all directions.

This sudden turn of events was so sudden that even Curacao was stunned. She quickly came back to her senses and looked at the congressman lying on the ground.

After all, he was a professional. Unlike the people who were trying to save him, Curacao could confirm at a glance that from the position and angle of the shot, the congressman was completely hopeless.

The assassination target he had been staring at for a long time suddenly died in front of him, but Curacao was not surprised at all.

She forgot to cover her sight for a moment, and slowly raised her head to look at Jiang Xia, who was standing next to the congressman: "..." Uzuo actually...acted so directly? !

Isn't his target President Ishimoto who received the threatening letter? Could it be that it was just a cover, and the person he really wanted to kill was the congressman who was about to give him the award? !

Curacao suddenly remembered something. She turned her head quickly and looked at the lighting window diagonally above.