Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 22 I am super innocent

  Jiang Xia turned around and found, unsurprisingly, that Conan found the corpse with great precision, and even hit him with a flashlight.

   The two girls next to him were visibly stiff.

   One second later, two intertwined screams resounded through the corridor, and the high vibrato that broke the boundary was more piercing than the alarm bell.

  Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko got together again, looked at Jiang Xia, and said incoherently: “You, you…”

   Jiang Xia: “I didn’t kill it.”

The two people opposite    covered their hearts and breathed a sigh of relief: “Oh, we also think…”

   Before she could relax, she suddenly saw Jiang Xia looking at them and said thoughtfully, “You believe me when I say it?”

  “…”

   This is so much like a good guy’s line when he jumps backwards.

  Two pairs of frightened eyes looked at Jiang Xia again: “!”

   “It’s not me.” Jiang Xia said again patiently.

   However, this time, Maurilan and Suzuki Sonoko still looked horrified, with a little suspicion.

   Jiang Xia looked at them and felt that the reaction of the two classmates was quite interesting.

   Sure enough, people have been fooled a lot, and their precautions will also be improved accordingly…

   However, considering that many future cases are related to Maurilan and Suzuki Sonoko.

   Jiang Xia feels that these are two good thighs in picking up ghosts.

   A friendly relationship should be maintained.

   So he slowed down his tone and explained, “What I said just now was just a simple question…”

   He didn’t finish the rest.

   And his two classmates are obviously very good at self-completion.

   At this time, facing Jiang Xia’s hesitant gaze, they consciously continued with words like “I didn’t expect you to think I was a murderer”.

  Maurilan, Suzuki Sonoko: “…”

   Indeed, they were preconceived.

   Looking back and thinking about it now, even if Jiang Xia just walked out of the room with a corpse, even if he didn’t panic at all when facing the corpse, even if he stepped on blood, his expression was still very dull…

   But compared to jumping backwards, Jiang Xia’s sentence “You believe me when I say it?” Shouldn’t it be understood as “I say you believe it? Do you trust me so much? I’m so moved”… or something like that!

  Two kind-hearted classmates gradually felt guilty.

  Suzuki Sonoko cleared his throat to be clear, walked back to the place, grabbed Jiang Xia’s hand, shook it vigorously, and said firmly:

   “Just kidding, of course we trust you!”

  …Ah, this hand is really good to touch.

   And it was different from what she thought before.

   is not cool.

   It is quite warm to hold, and in winter, you may be able to make a cameo as a hand warmer.

   At this time, Conan also came back from the exhibition hall.

   He first reminded Mao Lilan to call the police, and then looked at Jiang Xia:

“We believe that you didn’t kill people, but you are the first person who discovered the body after all, and the police will give priority to suspecting you. You should think about your itinerary today, it is best to find an alibi, and the way to get here, Have you seen any suspicious people?”

  Conan is not blindly believing in Jiang Xia’s character.

   It was just the corpse in the exhibition hall. The death was so tragic that blood was splattered everywhere.

   If the person was killed by Jiang Xia, Jiang Xia would not be so clean.

   In addition, Conan had seen Jiang Xia beat people before—hitting with a stick one by one, like playing whack-a-mole in a game room.

   As in the exhibition hall, imitating oil paintings and nailing people to the wall… The sense of ritual is very strong, and it is quite complicated.

   It doesn’t look like Jiangxia’s style.

   Therefore, Conan felt that the truth was that Jiang Xia passed by here. For some reason, he walked into the hall to take a look, and then accidentally stepped on the blood.

   As for why Jiangxia didn’t turn on the lights, scream, or call the police…

   can only be speculated to have something to do with his character.

   Everyone reacts differently when they see a dead body.

  Conan really couldn’t imagine the scene where Jiang Xia fled while screaming.

   Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xia walked out of the exhibition hall calmly just now, which seems quite reasonable.

   And theoretically speaking, Jiang Xia was a bit…

   In short, some abnormal actions, put on him, can not be regarded as abnormal.

   I just don’t know if Jiang Xia asks for more than ten days of sick leave every month, misses more than ten days of school, and whether he honestly goes to see a doctor in the cardiology department.

  Thinking of this, Conan reviewed the daily life of Jiang Xia he observed.

   seems to be all about racing, beating people, visiting exhibition halls… Conan thought tiredly, the answer is probably no.

  …

The    pavilion is not too far from the Metropolitan Police Department.

   Four people stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall, fearful, reasoning and reasoning, and those who wanted to pick up ghosts… It didn’t take long before the police arrived.

   In the **** exhibition hall, the headlights were turned on, and the room was instantly bright.

  The Mumu police department and the police officers from the forensic department entered the hall together to find clues, and sent a few other subordinates to find witnesses to inquire about the situation.

   Officer Sato came out, swept his eyes at the four people, and stopped at Jiang Xia’s back.

   According to her experience, the probability of the murderer appearing in the first person to find out is very high.

   Compared with the two high school girls who were pale, dodging and daring not to look at the body, and the elementary school student who was not as tall as Sato’s legs, Jiang Xia’s suspicion immediately climbed straight up.

   Just after approaching, Jiang Xia turned around, and Officer Sato was stunned when he saw his front.

  … This person, she just met in the office not long ago.

   Although Sato is not a police officer in the forensics department, he has some experience with so many murder cases.

   She could roughly see how long the corpse had been dead.

   According to her rough judgment… When the boss was really cold, Jiang Xia was sitting in their office and reporting the crime.

   Could it be that this time, the murderer was not among the first wave of people who discovered the body?

   Sato Miwako was quite surprised.

  ———

  The witnesses did not give much clues

   Fortunately, there is a surveillance camera in the Hell Pavilion, which is facing the crime scene.

   However, when the police replayed the screen, they only saw the murder process, but failed to see the murderer’s face – which was blocked by the knight’s armor.

After the    monitoring broadcast, Jiang Xia picked up his mobile phone, and there was a video he just took secretly.

   It was not the surveillance footage, but Curator Ochiai.

   Just now, while everyone else was watching the surveillance camera, the curator squatted down and pretended to tie his shoelaces. He took the opportunity to use a good pen and replaced the one on the floor that Boss Zhenzhong used before his death, a pen that was unable to write.

  While the police were meditating on the surveillance camera, Jiang Xia skipped the reasoning step and walked to the curator.

  The curator is holding his hands behind his back, staring deeply at the oil painting on the wall—the oil painting of a knight killing a demon, but his body is covered in blood.

   In the eyes of the curator, Mr. Zhenzhong did not believe what he said, and agreed to continue the exhibition, but suddenly he wanted to demolish the exhibition hall.

   So the curator does not regret killing. And the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the knight in the painting was very similar to his situation.

   – handsome, tragic, sacrifice everything, just to eradicate evil.

   was sighing with emotion, when suddenly a word floated over from the side:

   “The righteous knight subdues the devil, but at the same time, he is also infected with the blood of evil… Do you think so?”

   The curator was startled and looked to his side sharply, and saw that the young man who first discovered the body walked up to him at some point.

   Curator Ochiai froze for a few seconds with a guilty conscience.

   After a while, he twisted his beard, feeling that he was thinking too much.

   His plan cannot be easily seen. Jiang Xia was probably just talking about oil painting.

   However, in the next second, Jiang Xia’s topic was completely deviated from the oil painting.

   He suddenly said: “You should know that when signing a land sales contract, the seller can impose restrictions on the subsequent use of the land – for example, write the ‘continue to operate the exhibition hall’ into the contract.”

   The curator was startled.

   Jiang Xia continued: “It’s just that this restriction will discourage many buyers. So once restrictions are added to the contract, the land will become difficult to sell.

   “It now appears that your former boss did not incorporate the ‘limitation of land use’ agreement into the contract.”

   “There is no promise written in the contract, even a rookie who has just joined the company for a few months will not believe it, let alone your former boss – an experienced businessman.”

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, he looked at the curator: “Speaking of which, you are already quite old. You have been working in the workplace for decades, and you are still a curator. You must have signed a lot of contracts. Think about it, don’t you?”

   slipped aside and silently overheard Conan for a long time: “…”

  Although he doesn’t quite understand the antecedent…but being so yin and yang towards an old man, wouldn’t he really be so angry that he would be touched? !

   But that’s not the point.

   The point is, from what Jiang Xia said, he seemed to suspect that the curator was the murderer.

…Why?

   Also, how could Jiang Xia be so clear about the exhibition hall?

   Was it the lady at the ticket office who told him?

   (end of this chapter)