The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

When the nurse walked into the consulting room again, Fuudo Kyousuke was clasping his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the autumn leaves outside the window. An indescribable desolation and desolation were clearly conveyed from this lonely back.

"Doctor Fengdo, Doctor Fengdo?" The little nurse who was a little overwhelmed hesitated for a moment, and then reminded her loudly, "It's time for the next patient's appointment."

Letting out a long and tired sigh, as if he wanted to expel all the depression, Fuudo Kyousuke took another long breath, trying to cheer up, and wanted to tell her directly that today's consultation would end here, and turned to look One glance at the clock and it's hard to say.

This long day only lasted an hour and a half.

Fuudo Kyousuke, who was holding a breath in his chest, could only nod his head, walked back to his original position and sat down firmly.

"Bring someone here... Oh, by the way, give me the patient's information first." Out of caution, Kyousuke Futo learned a little bit this time and took the paper information away from the nurse.

Although what they are looking for is mental illness, there is indeed no shortage of mental illness in Tokyo, so at least you have to be mentally prepared...

As soon as he caught it in his hand, Fudo Kyousuke was stunned for a moment.

The material this time was much thicker than he expected. The paper products brought a heavy texture, which made him quickly increase the strength of his grip to prevent the things from falling out of his hands.

There were no patients who came for a follow-up appointment today, so he was surprised by the large amount of information.

Generally speaking, people who have so many diagnosis and treatment records in the cardiology department must be patients who have been ill for a long time, or who have a long-term medical history.

However, people who need treatment on a regular basis, unless they encounter changes in life and work and have to change the hospital where they seek medical treatment, generally the possibility of mental patients changing their primary treatment is very low.

He is a patient who has had treatment experience...

Thinking this way, Fuudo Kyosuke opened the medical history collection page in his hand and looked at the beginning.

Then his pupils shrank.

"Name: Karasawa Akira"

"Age: 18 years old"

"Miki, wait a moment. Pour him a glass of water and ask him to wait outside for a while." He stopped the nurse who was about to walk out of the door and looked at Kyosuke Futo at the door with a bright and strange look on his hand. He looked at the documents inside, his face full of eager excitement, "His medical history is a bit long, give me ten minutes to do some understanding to avoid any adverse effects."

"Ok."

The nurse nodded without any doubt.

The door closed softly behind him, blocking out the last bit of sunlight coming in from the corridor.

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"Tang Zezhao."

"Yes." Tang Ze, who was playing with the paper cup in his hand, raised his head and looked at the nurse who called him, "Is it my turn?"

"Yes, Dr. Fengdo asked you to come in." Facing the handsome young man, the nurse from the cardiology department, who was originally soft-spoken, unconsciously looked a little gentler and said in a gentle tone, "Jiu Wait, Dr. Fengdo also wants to understand your situation better and solve your problem better. Come in quickly. "

"Yes, I know, thank you." After politely thanking the kind nurse, Tangze raised his feet and walked towards the consulting room in front.

On one side of the door, "Fudo Kyousuke"'s name and brief resume were posted on the duty information column, which made him smile with interest.

The smile only existed for a short time. He quickly adjusted the label and entered a reserved and low state.

Although his information is quite thick, many of them are examination data reports, and there is not much actual description of the condition. However, this guy just stayed alone in the clinic and looked at it for more than ten or twenty minutes... Sure enough, he took the bait. .

He did not disclose any childhood illness in this information. What attracted him to read a person's medical records so carefully?

[Joker: Futo Kyosuke is indeed a guy from the Karasawa school. Noah, carefully check the browsing history and communication on his mobile phone, especially paying attention to anonymous forums and other places that are not easy to lock to himself. 】

[Ark: Monitoring is running. Leader, please be safe. 】

[Lunar: I have sneaked into the emergency department lounge, right below you. Feel free to call me for any situation. 】

[Joker: Don’t worry. 】

After a brief communication with his teammates before entering the clinic, Karasawa rang Noah hanging on his bag, adjusted his posture, turned on the emo social fear mode that he had not used for a long time, lowered his eyes listlessly, and walked in Into the consulting room.

"Hello." Without looking at Futo Kyousuke's face, Karasawa bowed and saluted, "I am Karasawa Akira."

Performing a complete set, Karasawa, who has always been dedicated, lowered his eyes in line with the character, without looking at Fuudo Kyousuke's face first. So when he finished speaking, counted the time and raised his head when he felt it was almost time, he almost stopped. .

Hey, Kyosuke Futo, you are so gentle and not aggressive at all, what do you think of your expression when I want to call you Maruki-sensei?

Futo Kyosuke, who only regarded Karasawa's silence as a result of his character, had no doubts. He waved to Karasawa in a relaxed and intimate state: "Relax kid, no need to feel pressure, it's just a very private chat. Sit down. Bar."

Catching Karasawa Akira's evasive body language, Futo Kyosuke showed a more tolerant smile and watched lovingly as he took smaller steps to sit on the sofa opposite.

How amazing... After going around and around, this child actually sat in front of me.

So it is said that he is a lucky man blessed by fate.

At the lowest point of his life, after he lost the glorious career he had worked for for several years, he discovered mentor Tang Ze, a great scholar who also encountered a huge change in his life and chose to leave neurosurgery.

He proved to himself what psychology could do to heal the soul compared to surgery to heal illnesses.

As Karasawa Ikawa said in his article——

"Cognition is the power of the mind. If you master cognition, you can master the mind. This is a power that can subvert the world."

"Hello, my review officer said that I need a cardiology diagnosis certificate that can be recognized by the police to ensure that I am in a healthy mental state." Tangze lowered his head again to avoid looking at each other, and took out the handbag he prepared Good reason, "A police officer recommended you to me. The report here can be recognized by the police station, is that right?"

Rolling his entire body inward, Tangze carefully hid the slightly undulating muscle lines, trying to reduce the exposure of the strength brought about by the male's physical condition and enhance the persuasiveness of this sentence.

Even though he knew that in the minds of the so-called Karasawa school, he might be some kind of experimental material, it was still hard to see Kyosuke Futo's image of a wolf grandma who wanted to eat children.

No, I said, Miyano and his wife, who are not regarded by the mainstream to that level, have left a lot of goodwill. Why are you Yun students sharpening their knives so hard? What on earth have you taught them? Don't reflect on yourself, Father in Heaven?

"Yes, I can issue relevant reports..." His eyes swept over the thick pile of documents, and some proud thoughts were tumbling in his mind, but Kyousuke Fudo showed a look of worry that seemed to be very real. , "However, you yourself understand that this request is unreasonable. You do not have the psychological problems that are considered in these documents."