Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1935 [Friends]

Takamori Masumi instinctively refuted Naoko Torimaru's words, and then she had time to think seriously.

After thinking about it, he immediately refuted even harder.

"Impossible! Don't exonerate yourself. This unfortunate victim like me is too lazy to continue pursuing the case. Why do you have to use such a terrible way to clear your name?"

Masumi Takamori couldn't accept such a horrible thing in the world: "Besides, haven't you read Jiang Xia's collection of solving crimes? He is so powerful that even you, the real murderer behind the scenes, were successfully found out. If our case at that time There are other people standing behind the scenes here, and he will definitely be able to find out!"

Naoko Torimaru pursed her lips tightly, unable to restrain the trembling in her heart: "But if there is such a person, a person who even Jiang Xia can't find and convict him."

"..."

Masumi Takamori was silent, with an extremely ugly expression.

But after a while, after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly relaxed.

"If there is, there will be. If even a detective as powerful as Jiang Xia can't find him, what are we struggling for?"

Takamori Masumi thinks the problem is very big, but when the problem is big enough, it is not too big, because it is useless to be anxious:

"Let's just pretend that there is no such person, and live our lives in peace. Otherwise? Can you still find him out and ask him why he wanted to harm you?

"I don't feel resigned at all. What is there to be reconciled to? Even if there is such a person, a guy like you who manipulates me and kills is manipulated by others, and it can only be regarded as what he deserves—calculated in this way, he is even repaying me. It's my benefactor."

Naoko Torimaru: "I'm not exonerating myself, it's just that if I was really manipulated by others to commit a crime, then I'm just a knife used by him. Your enemy is actually the man behind the scenes. How can you Do you think he is kind to you?"

"What you said seems to make sense..." Masumi Takamori blinked, feeling a little dizzy.

But anyway, they have already murdered, anyway, they have already escaped, anyway, they are already wanted, anyway, they have already fallen into the hands of the black hand behind the scenes... so what else can we do?

"Aren't you tired after thinking so much? Our lives have already become like this, so don't pursue those details."

Although Takamori Masumi and Torimaru Naoko have similar personalities, they have less experience in the workplace than the latter after all. She has never been the second in command of the company, nor has she lived a very stable life.

If you don’t own it, you are not afraid of losing it. Masumi Takamori decided to ignore those small flaws and face the reality calmly: "In short, even if there is a mastermind behind the scenes, you should pretend that you don’t know it. If you really can’t swallow this breath, just earn enough money , and then entrust a detective to investigate him—I have never seen a better detective than Jiang Xia, and he will definitely help you find out the truth."

Torimaru Naoko didn't expect the topic to turn back to Jiang Xia again, she sighed, quite helplessly: "You too blindly believe in that detective. Because he is your classmate?"

Masumi Takamori: "Because he was the one who found out you, the 'behind the scenes', and returned my innocence. If it weren't for him, let alone the behind the scenes, I don't even know you, the first layer of the man behind the scenes. —Of course I trust him, otherwise I couldn’t trust you more.”

Naoko Torimaru was silent for a while, talking about her manipulating the murder, it would be better to talk about the detective.

So she took the initiative to go back to the topic: "I have checked some of the detective's experience in solving cases. He is a cautious person and always likes to keep silent until he finds all the evidence-if he can never find substantive evidence, then even He's aware of it, and won't reveal the existence of that person."

While talking, Naoko Torimaru took out her phone, clicked on the browsing history that she had checked, and refreshed it.

Then a brand new case emerged - Hokkaido's "Red Bearded Santa Claus".

The reporters who wrote the case reports were all veterans, and the headlines and openings were more exciting than the other.Naoko Torimaru was stunned after a glance, couldn't help but click in, and read them one by one.

Then his face gradually became uglier.

She pursed her lips and stared at the screen for a long time, then sent those reports to Masumi Takamori, and after she finished reading them, she asked, "What do you think?"

Takamori Masumi read it as if he were reading a story, and when he heard her ask, he said with emotion: "Jiang Xia is really amazing."

Naoko Torimaru: "..."

Gao Mori Masumi realized that this was not what she was asking, and after thinking about it, he said, "Even a high-ranking official like a police officer may be a serial killer. This world is really too dangerous."

Naoko Torimaru: "...what else?"

"..." Masumi Takamori felt for a moment that she was back in school again, and the person sitting opposite her seemed to be her strict and rigid teacher.

Instinctively, she straightened her back and sat up a little: "No, it's gone. What else can I have?"

Naoko Torimaru took a deep breath: "Don't you think there are too many overlapping elements between this case and our recent experience?"

Takamori Masumi thought for a while: "You mean, Jiang Xia and two of my classmates were involved in the two cases, and they were both serial murders? - What's so strange about this, Jiang Xia is a detective. Isn't that very normal."

"Besides that detective, can you think of something else in your mind?" Naoko Torimaru couldn't stand these young girls anymore, she could only bluntly say, "It's not just them, there is also Maya Hashimoto in this case, And - this person."

She turned her phone and pointed to a photo related to the case.There is a stainless steel kettle in the photo, and the shiny side of the kettle reflects the upper body of a person—because the side of the kettle is irregularly spherical, the face of that figure is elongated eerily, making it impossible to distinguish the face at all.

Masumi Takamori stared at the deformed face: "..." Who is this?

Naoko Torimaru sighed, she opened the editing software, and compressed and stretched the figure.With such a treatment, although it is still difficult to distinguish the face, some features are much more obvious.

——Broad-jawed, burly, with sunglasses that never leave his body, at first glance he looks a bit like their hapless boss Jiro Inozuka.

Takamori Masumi finally recognized it and lost his voice: "This is... the guy who chased us on the way to the police?!"

Naoko Torimaru nodded her head.

"There are also the deceased and the murderer—they are also twins, and one of them happens to be a 'clothing designer'."

Masumi Takamori: "... also? We haven't had plastic surgery yet, have you adapted so quickly?"

Torimaru Naoko: "Didn't you just say that we can only comply with him first?" After a pause, she leaned into Takamori Masumi's ear and lowered her voice, "This case may be that person's reminder and warning to us. .”