Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 29 You are being targeted

The doctor    felt that Jiang Xia was familiar.

When    Jiang Xia spoke, he finally remembered—a while ago, this young man seemed to have been in the newspaper.

   This wave… It seems to be able to prostitute a detective for free.

   Thinking of this, Dr. Ogawa suddenly became enthusiastic:

   “It was delivered to the front desk by someone who called himself ‘Mr. Tanaka’. There is a pot every August 3rd.”

   And, more than just flowers. From about two years ago, every month, the doctor has received old toys from “Mr. Tanaka”, and 1 million yen.

   Up to now, the amount of money received has reached 25 million.

Before   , Dr. Ogawa always took these as gifts. He has a 5-year-old son, and it’s normal for someone to send toys.

   And anonymously sending money… It’s a bit strange, but who doesn’t like money falling from the sky.

   Dr. Ogawa didn’t take it too seriously.

   However, this month, along with the money, it was no longer an old toy, but a letter signed “Tanaka Taro”.

   The letter reads: 25 million has been paid, I am coming to take what I deserve.

   The vague malice in his tone is disturbing.

  Doctor Ogawa panicked and hurriedly asked the detective for help.

   With the reminder of Kogoro Mouri, Dr. Ogawa remembered that there was an oil painting worth more than 20 million yuan hanging in his office. “Mr. Tanaka” may be eyeing that painting.

   So at this time, a group of people will come to the hospital.

  …

  Mouri Kogoro stood on the steps, staring at Dr. Ogawa who was telling the situation, smelling the familiar smell of “grabbing business”.

   He doesn’t want to lose to the juniors every time.

   So he cleared his throat calmly, and inserted into the conversation between the two:

   “I insist on sending the same flowers every year. This should not be due to interest, but has a specific meaning.”

  Jiang Xia nodded his head in favor:

   “Morning glory does have some special flower language. ‘End’, ‘Love’s Bond’, and…”

   He suddenly lowered his voice and said quietly, “‘I’m entangled with you’.”

  Mao Lilan: “!” Could it be the patient who died on Dr. Ogawa’s operating table…

  Mori Kogoro nodded: “The first two flower languages ​​are indeed common, but the last one…you made it up yourself?”

   “No, I have received morning glory before.” Jiang Xia opened the petals, turned out the greeting card hidden in the flower, and looked at the words on it:

   “At that time, there was also a note like this in the flower, but it wasn’t a signature, but it said ‘I’m entangled with you’.

   “Afterwards, I did get entangled for a while, so I was more impressed.”

  Conan: “…”

   How are you always experienced in strange places.

  Also, I was entangled before, but not anymore…

   Go to Tokyo Bay to salvage it, maybe you will be able to fetch cement with Jiangxia’s fingerprints.

Mouri Kogoro touched his chin and rigorously excluded: “Send it every year, it should not mean ‘end’. The remaining two flower languages, whether it is ‘the bond of love’ or ‘I am entangled with you’, are both It’s kind of ambiguous, that…”

   As a professional in catching the mistress, he questioned Dr. Ogawa in his soul: “Are you threatened by the mistress?”

  Doctor Ogawa shook his head: “I didn’t cheat.”

   “Giving flowers generally represents gratitude, or love.” Jiang Xia said, “If you want to express gratitude, it’s a bit strange to not show up all the time. This item can be ruled out for the time being. As for love…”

   He looked at Dr. Ogawa.

   Dr. Ogawa was startled, and shook his head more powerfully.

   Jiang Xia withdrew his gaze: “Okay, let’s rule it out first.”

   “If it weren’t for these two.” He raised three fingers, and then put down two, “Actually, flowers have another purpose – offering sacrifices.”

   “The flowers offered on the anniversary of the death are usually chrysanthemums or lilies. But in recent years, many people choose the flowers that the deceased likes, or the flowers that bloom in season.”

   Jiang Xia quietly spoiled: “And morning glory blooms mostly in summer, July, August, and September for three months, including August 3rd.”

  Doctor Ogawa turned pale as he listened.

   gave him a large living person with flowers for funeral. No matter how you think about it, it’s full of malice.

   Before, he always thought that the worst outcome of this incident would be that the 25 million he received would suddenly disappear.

but now…

   That person who goes by the pseudonym “Mr. Tanaka” may want his life!

   Dr. Ogawa looked at Jiang Xia as if he were looking for a savior.

   As expected of a detective who can go to newspapers. After only a few chats, so much was analyzed.

   Maybe after chatting for another hour, Jiang Xia will be able to directly capture the true body of “Mr. Tanaka”.

   Thinking so, Dr. Ogawa intends to invite this witty detective to the door. Any amount will do.

   heard Jiang Xia say again:

   “Since ‘Mr. Tanaka’ is still giving you toys, then his purpose may be related to the child. You might as well follow this line and recall what you have in common with him.”

“Child…”

   Doctor Ogawa murmured, his expression suddenly changed, and he ran to the archives with the flowerpot in his hand.

   As soon as he ran, Maori was startled, and the conditioned reflexes followed.

  The stairs were suddenly empty.

   Jiang Xia glanced at their backs as they walked away, straightened the necklines, and walked downstairs leisurely.

   After leaving the hospital, Jiang Xia did not go home, but turned into a park.

   As soon as he entered the park, Xiaobai, who was still reminiscing about the hot pot, sat up straight and stared in a certain direction.

  Jiang Xia followed its direction and walked out for a while, and saw a kindergarten.

   On the bench outside the kindergarten, sat a middle-aged man with a murderous look all over his body.

   Jiang Xia knew it.

   Sure enough, this is the case.

   (end of this chapter)