Conan: The Mechanic

"Mr. Ask, who is this?" Suddenly, a man in a green suit and glasses appeared. "This is a classified area."

"If you agree that chestnuts are fine as long as you don't eat too much," Gregory replied, taking out a note. "If I remember correctly, from the sticker in the two of you's offices, he is your boss, and this is Mr. Fukutani's permission slip."

"The permit issued by Mr. Furuya?" The man with glasses took the permit in surprise. "...Well...don't lead him around, or I don't mind pretending I didn't see this note."

"Of course." Gregory shrugged.

. . .

In the ward, the agent who was hanging the water heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately tried his best to turn his head.

"Here are the chestnuts you want," Gregory explained, pointing to the bag. "The bag broke on the road, so I bought a bag on the roadside."

"Chestnut..." Although the agent was too weak to make any obvious expressions, his mood was obviously improved.

However, when Qianyu peeled off a chestnut and fed it to the agent, she was rejected by the agent.

"?" Gregory looked at the deep affection of the agent, somewhat stunned. "What's wrong?"

The next moment, Gregory and Chiyu were both dumbfounded.

After all, if a chestnut lover asks "what is this?" to the chestnut, there is obviously a problem.

"Then you know," Gregory took out an unshelled chestnut from the bag and showed it to the agent. "What is this?"

The agent replied with blank eyes.

"..." Gregory pondered, but saw the agent's eyes change from dazed to absent-minded. "Hello? Hello!?"

"He's in a coma?" Qianyu asked tentatively.

"Yeah, so..." Gregory took a deep breath and walked out of the ward with Qianyu. "Let's go buy something."

When the two went out, they happened to meet a female doctor in a white coat.

"Mr. Gregory," after the female doctor spoke up, Chiha realized that this was the owner of the female voice who had previously introduced Gregory to the patient's condition. "Have you found out the cause? An established cause that can overturn the old man's isotope assassination theory."

"Do you want me so much to overturn that guy's diagnosis?" Gregory raised his eyebrows.

"If the disease you deduce is better than the isotope that the old man thinks, I hope you can overthrow him." The female doctor said seriously. "How about it, can you do it?"

"Um..." Gregory's expression was a little subtle. "How do I say it... If my guess is correct, it is indeed better to treat than the old man's diagnosis, but the treatment method will not change."

"Ah?" The female doctor and Qianyu were stunned together.

"Then, let me and this kid go to see if our inference is correct. First prepare the herbal soup of Cordyceps sinensis for this patient." Gregory said, pulling Qianyu and preparing to leave.

"Cordyceps sinensis?" The female doctor was surprised. "what is that?"

"An herbal parasite that lives on insects from the far east," explained Gregory. "If it is fed to patients during treatment, it can effectively reduce the erosion of radioactive toxins (that is, isotopes) on the body... At present, this result has only been confirmed by monkey experiments, but it may be possible to give it a try. At least there will be no negative effects. ?"

"Oh..." The corner of the female doctor's mouth twitched. "monkey..."

"Anyway, you can figure it out," Gregory and Chiba disappeared into the stairwell.

. . .

Outside the fruit shop designated by the agents.

"Is this the fruit shop he designated?" Gregory looked at the name of the fruit shop with a little bewilderment. "really..."

Before Chiyu could ask what was going on, Gregory walked in with Chiyu.

"Castanhas?" As soon as Gregory walked in, he spoke an unknown language in a strange tone.

"Ah!" The fruit shop owner actually understood Gregory's language. After making a clear voice, he took a bag and moved to a fruit grid in the distance, and began to pack things.

"What language is this?" Qianyu asked speechlessly. "That agent was previously assigned to work in Bolivia. Could it be the Spanish language used in Bolivia?"

"No," Gregory looked at Qianyu as if he were looking at a little chicken that fell into a trap and turned around. "You fell into a thinking trap."

When the fruit shop owner handed over the bag full of the fruits Gregory requested to Gregory, Chiba was confused-he was originally a Gregory who was using a certain language to tell the fruit shop owner just now. Buy chestnuts that you don't know where to hide, but the dried fruit in this is obviously not chestnuts.

"What is this?" Qianyu asked.

"Brazil nuts," Gregory's face sank immediately, and he took out a few dried fruits from the bag. "Go home first, and I'll go back and deal with this patient before going back. Take the rest of the dried fruits home and eat them. Don't eat too many of them a day."

. . .

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Public Security Department, a certain office.

The female doctor is sitting in the office filling out the documents, while the man with glasses in green clothes is waiting for the female doctor to complete the documents she needs.

At this moment, the door was pushed open roughly, and Gregory rushed in with a clearly unhappy expression.

"Doctor Astor, you're finally back." The female doctor was about to greet her, but was immediately questioned by Gregory.

"Idiot!" Gregory exclaimed directly.

"Who are you talking about?" the female doctor asked in surprise.

"Anyone who knows that the agent is actually in Brazil and not Bolivia!" Gregory snapped.

"Brazil?" After the female doctor repeated it, she turned her eyes to the man with glasses in green. "Mr. Feng Jian, is what he said true?"

"Looks like you're the idiot who knew this but didn't tell us?" Gregory asked ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Is there any difference between Brazil and Bolivia? Kazami asked rhetorically. "The same area, the same parasites, the same diseases." . . "

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Gregory, who had an expression of "hate iron is not steel". "But not the same language!"

"?" Kazami's expression turned doubtful.

"In Bolivia, chestnuts are chestnuts!" Gregory said angrily. "But in Brazil, chestnuts stand for AsCastanhas doPara, which means chestnuts from the Para tree, because no Brazilian is stupid enough to call them Brazil-nuts!" (nuts, nuts in English, and idiots, here Gerry The purpose of Gao Li's re-reading of the word is to use it to scold Fengjian)

After speaking, Gregory shook the Brazil nuts in his pocket before Kazami, and slammed it onto the sofa Kazami was sitting on just now.

"Okay, so what?" Kazami asked rhetorically. "so what?"

"Brazil nuts are one of the most selenium-rich foods in the world. Excessive intake of selenium can lead to fatigue, vomiting, skin inflammation, nail loss, and hair loss. Not familiar, eh?"

"..." Kazami's momentum disappeared immediately, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

"So, how to treat it?" the female doctor asked.

"There's no need to do anything else," Gregory said indifferently, no longer aggressive. "The chelating dithiopropanols that are being used now are used to wash out isotopes, but they are more effective in treating selenium poisoning caused by nuts."

"I'm here to tell you the truth, just because if you follow the direction of isotopes, it's better to embezzle the money and let your subordinates get a precious vacation."