Conan: The Mechanic

In a 24-hour coffee shop near Rice Flower Central Hospital.

"That's it, is there any problem?" Chiyu took a sip of the milk in her left hand and looked at Fujiwara who was sitting opposite her.

"Huh?" With Erlang's legs crossed, Fujiwara put his arms around Hotaru and leaned against the back of the bench in a relaxed manner. He sipped his black tea and made a questioning sound.

"It's... the illness of the old grandpa over there, does it matter?"

"Even if you stay there, it won't do much, and..." Fujiwara glanced at Hotaru who was in his arms, licking the ice cream in his hands intently. "It's getting late too, Yingying go take a rest, and leave the rest to me and Tachibana."

Following Fujiwara's gentle stroking motion behind Hotaru, Hotaru couldn't help yawning. "Well...then I'll go to the lounge to sleep for a while, and wake me up if something happens."

"No hurry, eat something first, and then go back after eating, otherwise it will be bad if you wake up half-sleep and hungry."

……

One hour and twenty minutes later, at the entrance of the special lounge of the hospital

"Ugh..." Hotaru held a cartoon-patterned pillowcase in his hand, and kissed Fujiwara in a daze. "Night……"

"You kissed crookedly," Fujiwara complained with some dissatisfaction. "It was the face that I kissed just now."

"Eh..." Hotaru let out an extraordinarily cute cry, and reluctantly kissed Fujiwara's lips again. "Is it right this time?"

"That's right," Fujiwara showed a loving smile rarely seen by outsiders, and gently kissed Fujiwara's forehead. "Come on, go to sleep quickly."

Beside the two of them, Qianyu's face was expressionless.

Although I always feel that some children show off the childishness of their toys, but... I still regret why I didn't call Shiho back together.

"Woo~" Ying nodded and closed the door of the special lounge.

As if the moment the door was closed, Fujiwara's complexion returned to its former icy coldness.

"Okay, don't waste your time, let's go check it out," Fujiwara glanced at Chiba and motioned him to follow him. "It's already waiting for us over there."

"What are you waiting for?" Qianyu didn't respond immediately. "Could it be that the old lady agreed that we should biopsy the grandpa's brain?"

"How could she agree," Fujiwara snorted. "But luckily, the autopsy did not require the permission of the family."

"Ah?" Qian Yu was taken aback. "What does it mean?"

"The old man is dead," Fujiwara seemed to be saying something very ordinary. "So we can check him out, is there anything hard to understand?"

"He..." Qianyu was still in shock. "How did you die?"

"Old man, critically ill, it's the end of life," Fujiwara glanced at Chiyu, as if dissatisfied with Chiyu's question. "Why do you think I asked you to go to dinner with me just now, because you can get unlimited authorization right away, if you can't do it once, there's no need to grind your lips a second time.

"And in the same way, the reason why I asked you to eat more food over there and then come back is because the old man was still undergoing ritual rescue at that time, and he had not been sent to the autopsy room.

"Okay, that's enough gossip, come and help, let's check his brain and see what's on Mrs. Keiko's head."

……

"Well, this is what I want," Fujiwara took out the brain from the whole skull above the eyebrow arch that was cut open by Chiba and held in his hand. "Help me get the machine on."

"No problem," Qianyu nodded and put her skull aside. "However, what happened before, did you get into trouble then?"

"Which time do you mean?" Following Chiba to the operating room, Fujiwara put his brain on the operating table.

"Today, or yesterday—you wouldn't deliberately not answer Ying's sister's call, would you?"

"You bastard, you call me Fujiwara, why do you call Hotaru my sister..." Fujiwara snorted softly. "As for that...it has nothing to do with you for the time being, and I don't want this matter to involve you either."

"Organization?" Qianyu's senses were very keen. "Is it a problem with the organization? No... Did someone find the organization's fault and find you?"

"It's possible, but it's more likely that more troublesome remnants of the National Police Agency are mixed in." Fujiwara pointed the cutter at his brain and used the electronic operation interface of the device to start setting the operating parameters of the program. "Anyway...it's a little troublesome, but it hasn't gotten to the point where it's completely out of control."

"But what's going on?" Chiba took a step back and gave the operation space to the expert Fujiwara. "I seem to only know that one of your friends was targeted last time, but after that?"

"It's all about this," Fujiwara's voice was a little irritable. "It doesn't mean that it came directly to us, but... it seems to be everywhere, like a shadow."

"..." Chiba subconsciously turned on the auxiliary unit to its maximum power to detect whether there was any eavesdropping device nearby. "for example?"

"We don't dare to go to the school anymore... We have cut off unnecessary social interaction, and now the only task left is to come back here and give Gregory a shift."

"But isn't this very contradictory?" Qianyu wondered ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Since she was willing to come here, why didn't she want to go to school? "

"Because the classmates are innocent, it's inappropriate," Fujiwara replied simply. "But Gregory is darker than us, so it doesn't matter if he dies."

"So you yourself are not afraid?" Qianyu raised her eyebrows. "I thought you were afraid of each other's attack..."

"Of course I'm afraid, but the problem is that it's useless. It's better to wait for when they call the door, and then see the move. Now that's what we're doing, renting two apartments upstairs and downstairs at the same time, and opening the door after passing through us. The secret door is connected. They only know the room above, and when we raid in, we can seek reinforcements from the organization and wipe out their commandos here. But before that, we can only wait, After all, I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark." When Fujiwara said this, he sighed slightly. "By the way, do you really plan to go to Northern Europe? Although it is not Japan, nor the United Kingdom or the United States, it is also a place where their power can be projected. It is somewhat dangerous to put the rest of your life there."

"Uh..." Qianyu's expression was a little reluctant. "This...why are you all discussing this matter intentionally or unintentionally recently..."

While they were discussing this, Fujiwara had already uncovered a layer of brain slices with ease. "Well……"

"Although I'm not very satisfied with the condition of this brain, considering that it is an elderly patient, it seems to be acceptable?" Qian Yu raised her eyebrows.

"It's very healthy for him, and it's really bad news for us," Fujiwara pouted. "Forget it, let's cut a few more layers to see. If the next few samples are nothing, then we really have to start all over again."