The man in Conan is the mastermind behind the scenes

Otherwise it will definitely be pickled!

At 6:55 in the evening, Yingsheng finally had a hot pot meal for the first time in a long time.

The food in this hellish place in Tokyo is light. He walked around several times and never encountered this kind of people.

Although speaking of it, he doesn't really care that much in daily life.

Well, the main thing is to relax.

And look at people.

If you are with Kiyoko, you would definitely choose a Chinese restaurant with a quiet decoration and a winding water basin;

Together with Chiyoko, it must be a Japanese restaurant with a Japanese style;

Suzuki-san, who is used to high-end occasions, should be a roadside stall full of fireworks. However, she is also a commoner lady and is familiar with this, so even if it is a roadside stall, You need to be careful about your style.

And Xiaolan...

Well, you don’t need to think about it that much at all, whatever you encounter is whatever it is.

"Hiss—so spicy."

Xiaolan's face turned red. She inhaled and fanned her mouth. Yingsheng couldn't help but laugh. She picked up the frozen glass bottle of kvass on hand and raised it to the steaming hot pot. Xiaolan also followed closely, three, two, one,

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The mouths of bottles collided and clinked, the cold and hot air intertwined, and the air was misty.

Xiaolan opposite him suddenly turned into some kind of illusory figure in Yingsheng's eyes. She seemed to be close in front of him, but also seemed to be far away in the horizon.

However, the crisp laughter passed into his ears, and everything was so clear. It seemed to contain some strange sense of release. Yingsheng was infected by this, and the slightly raised corners of his lips finally turned into an unscrupulous laugh.

"If you're not satisfied with this cup, change it to wine!"

"Hey, this is just a drink, you're not drunk, are you?"

"Hahaha, wine is not intoxicating."

The proprietress came out from behind the curtain, holding two open bottles of cold beer in her hands, her eyes full of smiles, and she made an unknown joke.

"Because, people get drunk~~~"

clang!

The cup fell.

The cup rises.

Time passes.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the world is filled with bright lights.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yingsheng and Xiaolan, who had gone to their respective homes to take a bath, reunited at the entrance of Mihua Central Hospital.

"Suigetsu-kun, Xuesong-san is...really..."

Xiaolan's tone was a little uneasy. After the meal, Yingsheng naturally told her the truth.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Yingsheng interrupted with a smile: "What you should be most concerned about now is, isn't it the reason for us to visit them?"

Xiaolan looked confused, hesitated for a moment, and finally said in despair: "Of course, tell the truth. Since you have made a mistake, you have to make up for it."

"It was just an honest mistake."

"No, there is no such difference."

Xiaolan shook her head and walked into the hospital. At the nurse's desk on duty, she easily asked about Cedar Kiyoko's condition.

There was a rash on the skin, shortness of breath, and some throat edema, but fortunately the symptoms were not severe. The patient stated that he had anaphylactic shock, but the test results showed that the allergic reaction was not that serious, and it was estimated that it was caused by psychological effects.

At present, I have been dehydrated and prescribed medication, and my symptoms have subsided significantly.

However, at the patient's request, he is currently hospitalized for observation.

The ward number is: Building 3, 413.

Yingsheng frowned slightly. Listening to these descriptions, Qingzi's coma might be a fake, but her allergy to chili peppers was real.

this……

So what were those lunch boxes she had before?

Did someone else do the work for her?

Or did she do it carefully despite the risk of allergies, with strict protection?

Speaking of which, could it be that she had an allergic reaction due to this kind of thing, but the symptoms were only mild and he didn't notice it?

White teeth.

No matter how you look at it, it could be a bad situation.

Seeing the nurse's confused look, Yingsheng shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm just curious, why is the allergy patient ward next to the orthopedic patients and not classified?"

"Ah, do you want to visit Mr. Maori too? Well, it's just because the orthopedic ward is full this morning. Mr. Maori was transferred from the police hospital at noon and there are no extra beds, so we placed him like this."

morning?

Oh, this is a good thing Sumiyoshi would do.

Yingsheng smiled: "Let's go, Xiaolan."

Chapter 78 How to create the most extreme pain?

Yingsheng and Xiaolan first went to Building 413, the ward where Xuesong Qingzi was located, but the ward was empty and silent, with no one there.

After ringing the bell and asking the nurse, it turned out that a few minutes ago, Cedar Kiyoko left the hospital alone, just missing them.

Kudo Shinichi, who was with Kiyoko, had left an hour ago.

It seems that Kiyoko pretended to be hospitalized just to get rid of Kudo Shinichi.

This made Yingsheng quite regretful and looked at Xiaolan.

There seemed to be a hint of relief in Xiaolan's eyes: "It's great that classmate Xuesong is okay."

Yingsheng smiled and said, "Are you sure you only want this?"

"Otherwise?" Xiaolan asked.

Yingsheng shook his head: "Let me apologize to Xuesong alone for this matter later. The person next to me is just an insignificant passerby and has nothing to do with you."

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless. Just as she was about to speak, Yingsheng pushed her shoulders and pushed her out of the door:

"That's it, let's go visit Mr. Mori. I won't go there. Call me when you leave."

Yingsheng knocked on the door twice and closed the door gently from the inside.

Isolated from inside and outside.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and Yingsheng walked to the window. The breeze was refreshing, but under the bright moon, there were a few clouds covering it, and the light was dim.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Kiyoko's number, but no one answered. At this moment, Kudo Shinichi sent an email. He clicked on it and saw that it was a list of mystery novels.

Yingsheng glanced briefly, dialed Kudo Shinichi's number, and got through in five seconds.

"Shuiyue, what's the matter?"

"What do you mean by sending me the book list?"

"I also sent it to Xiaolan, you should understand, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"I don't understand. Also, where is Mr. Xuesong?"

"She was hospitalized because of allergies. Well... I'll tell you quietly, I think it's more likely that she's pretending to be sick, but I have no choice but to go home."

"So what's the point of leaving such a big window for you to struggle with me all day long?"

"She can't pretend forever. As long as I keep following her, I can always find something. At least I can summarize her behavior patterns and thinking logic."

"How long do you think this will last?"

"Ah, I won't give up anyway." Kudo Shinichi ended the topic directly: "Suigetsu, do you have anything else to do?"

Yingsheng sighed softly: "I wish you a good dream."

"Eh...that's weird, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yingsheng called Xiang Xue Matsuqingzi again, and this time he finally got through.

"Sorry, Yingsheng-kun, I was just taking a shower."

Qingzi's voice was still cold and soft, and seemed no different from usual.

Yingsheng was silent for a few breaths. How could you get home so quickly? "The air is a bit cold tonight."

If you use any anti-inflammatory spray in your mouth, you will definitely smell mint when you breathe it in.

"There are some. Do you want to ask me, Yingyu-kun, something related to Kudo Shinichi?"

"No, I'm just bored. Is there anything you want?"

"Eh? I suddenly mentioned this and I need to think about it carefully. Hmm... can you make it a little more abstract? It's not a real object, such as someone's pain or something like that."

"Of course, anyone can."

"Then, I want my mother's pain. When she was spending the money, she met some not-so-nice people, and for some reason she showed my photo, and then she was strangely harassed. , It’s really distressing.”

"Does she need to die?"

"Well, didn't Ying Sheng-kun advise me to be friends with time and not to be impatient when things happen?"

"To put it bluntly, I'm not in a good mood."

"Why?"

"For a woman that I can't quite recognize, how should I put it... Tsk, in short, it's a bit strange in every aspect. I can't say exactly what it is."

"Oh, it's better not to do that. If you act out of anger, Yingsheng-kun may also reveal a flaw, and Mr. Detective will discover it."

"Okay, I will let Ms. Cedar know what hell is."

"I love you, Mr. Moon."

【Love +1】

There was a beeping sound from the receiver, Yingsheng put away the phone, took a deep breath, and his complexion returned...

Snapped! ! !

Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the next door, which made him raise his eyebrows slightly and raise a hint of curiosity.

Before Ying Sheng could eavesdrop on the corner, he heard Kogoro Mouri's voice impatiently saying:

"I have already apologized to Yingli. You don't need to worry about this kind of thing. Go back quickly."

The sound is quite loud.

What Xiaolan was replying to was completely inaudible to Yingsheng, but just a moment later, Mouri Kogoro's voice sounded again:

"I know, I know, don't worry about this. The food in the evening is good, but it's from outside. Xiaolan, you still have to cook it yourself, don't be lazy. By the way, when did you change your mobile phone and where did it come from? money?"

Another moment:

"It's not that Kudo Shinichi. He doesn't charge for solving crimes. He...he..."

I couldn't continue talking in the middle of the sentence.

Yingsheng laughed in his heart, probably because this guy suddenly remembered that if Kudo hadn't helped him in this incident, he probably still wouldn't understand it and would have to stay in the detention center for at least a few more days.

But even now, in order to bail him out, Fei Yingli still paid a large sum of money for bail.

Bang! ! !

There was another loud noise, and the ward door was slammed shut. Yingsheng walked towards the door, and on the way he heard the even more irritable voice of Mouri Kogoro:

"Hey, Xiaolan, don't leave! Give me back my phone, I was wrong! I didn't bet on horses!"