Corpse collector in Conan

a few minutes ago.

Next to the theater building.

In accordance with the instructions he had just received, Ireland's confidant drove the car to a place where he could drive out at any time, and then quietly waited for his boss to arrive.

However, the wait took much longer than expected, and Ireland never came.

The confidant couldn't help but be a little confused: "Did something unexpected happen? Speaking of this, my boss has been having a rough time recently, as if he was infected with bad luck..."

While thinking about it, he got out of the car and wondered whether he should go and answer the call.

Before he could think about it, his confidant inadvertently looked up and suddenly saw a white shadow appearing near the roof of the theater building - someone was gliding in the air.

"This is Kidd, right? He's dressed all in white at night, and he's dressed so conspicuously. He can be shot down with a sniper. There's no need to chase him in a car... It's a pity that there are too many people around, so it's not convenient to do anything."

The confidant muttered boredly. Halfway through his thoughts, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a figure next to Kidd.

He suddenly became confused: "What is this?"

The confidant found a portable simple telescope, put it in front of his eyes, and tried to look over there.

However, in the few seconds he was wasted looking for something, Kidd and the dark figure had quickly left the building and went to an area without lights.

He couldn't see the dark man clearly at all.

"Maybe he is Kidd's accomplice." A confidant secretly speculated, "Kidd, who is wearing eye-catching white, is responsible for attracting attention, while the assistant wearing low-key black takes the opportunity to complete some difficult actions. It turns out that this is the key to Kidd's mysterious technique , hum, that’s all.”

After passing the time with Phantom Thief for a while, his confidants suddenly woke up: Mr. Ireland wanted to capture Kidd. Now that Kidd has flown away, why hasn't he come yet?

He vaguely felt that something was not right, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the air and carefully arrived in front of the theater building.

Then I saw a chaotic flow of people next to the side door. A group of people were vaguely forming a circle, as if they were watching some of the excitement in the middle.

"..."

The confidant glanced at his cell phone, which had not received any reply, and intuitively felt something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the edge of the crowd, picked an old man who looked easy to talk to, and asked the situation casually: "Why are there so many people around?"

The melon-eater turned around and shared without hesitation: "A man suddenly fainted. He looked very strong, but he didn't expect to be so weak... Alas, young people nowadays don't pay much attention to exercise."

Confidant: "...Looks very strong?"

...Wait a minute, it couldn’t be what he thought!

…

For a member of a mysterious organization, "joining in the fun" is a very dangerous move, let alone squeezing into such a crowd that makes it difficult to escape at first sight.

But the bad suspicion in his heart made his confidants grit their teeth and squeeze into the crowd, all the way to the front row.

When he looked inside, there was a buzz in his head.

The bad premonition came true.

——The Irish, who had numerous achievements and was resolute, was lying on his back on the ground and lost consciousness. Whether it was the faint frown or the last movement he was currently frozen in, he seemed to be walking uneasily.

The confidant was stunned.

...How could things suddenly become like this?

Although Ireland didn't tell him everything, his confidants could still feel that his boss had been extremely nervous recently and was often injured, as if he was fighting something terrible that could not be seen.

As a very capable person in the organization, Ireland has become what it is today in just half a month...

Confidant: "..." Is it really what I guessed. Is this enemy, who has been embarrassing and even killing Ireland one after another without even showing his face, the "Uzo" who is known as a natural disaster?

A series of terrible rumors about Uzo flashed through his mind. For a moment, the confidant's hands and feet were cold.

He turned around and left, intending to report the matter - this kind of matter was beyond the scope of what he could handle. It would be better for someone to be unlucky... Well, it would be better for someone more reliable to take over, so Only in this way can the interests of the organization be properly safeguarded.

But before he squeezed out of the crowd, disappeared low-key into the vast sea of ​​​​people, and heroically implemented the organization's "secret" principle, the whistle whistled - the ambulance came.

"Huh?" The confidant was startled, "Why an ambulance?"

He felt something was wrong, so he stopped and looked back carefully.

Just then the enthusiastic passer-by who was squatting next to Ireland got up and walked away.

Without his cover, looking at it like this, his confidant discovered that his boss did seem to be breathing.

Confidant: "..." Not dead?

The ambulance quickly pulled up nearby. The circle of people slowly dispersed to make way for the stretcher.

Seeing Ireland being carried into the car, the confidant finally came to his senses. He quickly jumped on: "Well, I am his family member!"

The first responder nodded and asked him a few simple questions. Soon the rear hatch closed and the vehicle drove off.

…

On the way, the confidant looked at the theater building that was quickly moving away and sighed: Although he didn't know what happened just now, what was certain was that the plan to "capture Kidd" was completely ruined.

...I hope Mr. Ireland will not be angry with him after he wakes up. The tempers of these cadres are getting worse one by one. To work under them, you must first have a good mentality.

But if you think about it carefully, going to the hospital is the only choice no matter how you look at it: although "keeping an eye on Kidd" is very important, if you leave your unconscious boss in a strange place in order to chase Kidd... what if It would be fine if Ireland died, but if he had not died, he would definitely be held accountable afterwards.

Confidant: "..." Speaking of which, if Ireland is really dead, I don't have to wait to be scolded after he wakes up...

This thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The next moment, his confidant was stunned, sat up straight, and patted his face warily: ...What are you thinking! In order to escape a reprimand, he risked a vendetta against an important cadre. This is too outrageous!

Could it be that he was also influenced by Uzo unknowingly?

...When did that scary guy take action?

The confidant gnawed his thumb anxiously, recalling the people he met during this period, but he had no clue.

But he was certain of one thing.

"When my boss wakes up, I must not proactively provide any information about Uzo, let alone let him know that I may have been in contact with Uzo."

The confidant secretly reminded himself in his heart: "After all, if I put myself in his shoes, if I were hostile to Uzo, at this time, I suddenly found that my confidant was contaminated by Uzo... Such subordinates are no longer subordinates. He is just a knife for Uzo, and the only outcome is to be dealt with as soon as possible."