Corpse collector in Conan

As the bus incident came to an end, the turbulent waves returned to calm. However, the ripples that spread out still disturbed many people.

... Curacao, who was far away from Tokyo, was one of them.

"I didn't realize you were so timid before." Rum's voice came from the receiver, with a hint of dissatisfaction, "It's indeed troublesome to enter Uzo's stage by mistake, but you should have observed from the side and reported the situation to me at any time, instead of leaving by car without permission, or even running away on business trips in advance without permission."

Curacao: "..." It's easy to say, but how can you be sure that I was outside the stage at that time, instead of a place where I would be pulled to be cannon fodder at any time?

Curacao: "I'm very sorry, I will pay attention next time."

... Pay attention to avoid more timely, so as to completely bypass that guy's stage.

"Humph, you're the best." Although Rum was dissatisfied, he would not punish a capable subordinate for such an unplanned thing.

His attention quickly turned back to the business: "Come back as soon as possible. That guy has been restless recently and has been meeting with lawyers frequently. I'm afraid he will take action soon - I arranged for someone to approach him, but he is too alert. So I plan to change my mind and start from another side."

Rum flipped through the information at hand: "The lawyer he found is the famous 'Queen of the Legal World'. It happens that you are also a lawyer - go contact Eri Kisaki and see what information you can get from her."

"Eri Kisaki?" Curacao's fingers trembled, and the cup in his hand almost fell.

As a "lawyer", she has certainly heard of this name, but not only because of the other party's superb professional level and famous record, but also because... This person seems to be the mother of Maori Ran and the wife of Maori Kogoro.

... is also Wu Zuo's former neighbor.

Curaçao opened his mouth, and the words "Can't you try another way?" were on the tip of his tongue, but he could only swallow them back in the end.

——She was just reprimanded by Rum for avoiding Uzo. If she speaks up again about this, her career as "Rum's second-in-command" will probably be over.

As we all know, there is no retirement or resignation in the organization. If it really causes Rum's growing dissatisfaction...

Curacao: "...Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the phone and fell into deep thought.

"...If I had known this, I shouldn't have taken the lawyer's license at that time." Curacao hated her ability to remember everything so much for the first time. "Isn't it good to do something else? For example, go and make sushi like Rum."

But now that things have come to this, it's too late to regret.

Curacao could only press his forehead and comfort himself: "It's not a big problem. I remember that although Kisaki Eri is the mother of Maori Ran and has not divorced Maori Kogoro, she has long been separated from the father and daughter and only sees them a few times a year.

"In other words, her intersection with Jiang Xia is even less pitiful. As long as I avoid it, I shouldn't meet them. "

Having said that...

Curaçao walked to the window, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and sighed silently.

--A dozen seconds ago, her boss who could not be disobeyed had just asked her to finish the work at hand as soon as possible and return to Tokyo. But now, she only had an impulse to stay here and never go back.

"If there is no Uzo." Curacao leaned against the window and sighed silently, "How happy my work would be. ”

…

There are many people who have similar feelings.

Vodka, who is living a difficult life in Tokyo, is one of them.

The parking lot of Beihua General Hospital.

After getting off Gin's car, Vodka looked back every few steps. He didn't dare to stay for long. While Gin was still nearby, he took two steps at a time and rushed into the hospital.

As Gin's assistant, Vodka knew how busy this backbone was at ordinary times. It was probably only once that he came to the hospital by riding in his brother's car.

Therefore, before coming, taking advantage of the gap last night, Vodka made an appointment seriously - that hateful slacker Dr. Shirai finally didn't skip work today. And because of this guy's work attitude, the number of people who made appointments with him decreased rapidly, and Vodka easily got an appointment.

"I don't know what kind of person that bastard Dr. Shirai is. "

Vodka walked to the clinic skillfully, clenching his fists angrily: "I have come here so many times at the risk of my life, and finally I can see him. Three visits to the thatched cottage is nothing more than this... If this continues, even if Wuzo lets him go, I can't help but want to kill him."

The murderous aura of ice cream emerged silently, and soon fell to the ground under Vodka's vigilant self-reflection.

He adjusted the brown glasses on his face, and sat in the waiting area like other patients.

...

It seems that he is waiting for the consultation calmly, but in fact, Vodka has already thought of countless ways to be disturbed in his mind-what sudden patient injury incidents, what hospital bomb incidents...

However, unexpectedly, until the nurse called out his number, the expected things did not happen.

"Mr. Yamada? Is Mr. Yamada here?" The nurse looked at the number and surname displayed on the screen, "Please enter the 307 clinic. "

Vodka came back to his senses with a start, put away the terrible guesses in his mind, stood up and walked into the house in doubt.

In the house, a man with ordinary appearance and slightly harsh eye lines was sitting at the table in a white coat.

This man's appearance was not really good-looking, but the moment he saw him, Vodka's eyes moved and almost burst into tears.

——Finally, I finally met this hateful doctor!

The patient's gaze was eager and resentful, but unfortunately the other party did not notice it.

Dr. Shirai took a sip of the teacup on the table and did not even bother to look at the door. When he heard someone coming in, he just glanced at the customer information on the screen and asked casually: "What are the symptoms?"

This comfortable posture made Dr. Shirai himself feel strange.

He looked at his leisurely reflection on the screen and couldn't help laughing in his heart: Who would have thought that just a week or two ago, he was still scheming for a mere director position?

—— Dr. Shirai has a father who is the vice president. This sounds very good, but there is a dean above the vice president, and there is even more than one vice president. His father's power is far from being able to cover the sky with one hand.

And this means that even with his father's help, he must work harder to be promoted to director.

A spring that is too tight is easy to break, and a person who works too hard is easy to give up.

Dr. Shirai gradually felt tired of his father, who worked diligently, wrote papers, maintained interpersonal relationships, and handled chores every day.

At this time, a mysterious rich man offered him another path in life, and he was surprised to find that money in the world could come so easily.