Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 211 210, mental illness ran out
Ito Taka took out a... iron wire from his trousers, moved to the door, and worked on the chain for a while.

...Can this guy actually know how to pick a lock? The more he looks at it, the more suitable he is for the intelligence team.

Sano looked at Ito Taka.

To be honest, Sano originally thought that this guy would suddenly pull out some secret passage to get out from here, such as a strange thing like a cave.

... After all, the other party was originally mentally ill before, and coupled with the fact that he was responsible for the smuggling network, it really couldn't help but arouse people's imagination.

Now it seems that Sano is worrying too much.

That's right, Dahua's housekeeping skills are not so easily learned by outsiders.

In just a few seconds of Sano's wild thoughts, Ito Taka opened the lock with a "click", and then guided Sano in the direction like a welcome guest at the door of the restaurant.

"Please, Master."

Sano stared at Ito Taka strangely.

It doesn't matter if you can pick the lock, but you can open it so fast.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party had already lived here earlier than himself, Sano would have wondered if this guy was really an intelligence officer of the organization, and came here just to keep an eye on him.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Ito Taka blinked.

"It's nothing, the door doesn't need to be locked, you go back to sleep, I will lock it myself when I come back."

Sano opened the door and walked out, giving orders.

"Ok."

Sano glanced at the alarm clock hanging on the wall in the corridor, it was [-]:[-], as long as he kept staring at Mitsuo Shirai, he should be able to catch the current situation.

Sano followed the map to locate, avoided the night shift staff of the hospital all the way, and found that Shirai Mitsuo.

... What is more surprising is that this guy has already made a move. Apart from a pair of gloves on his hands, there is a corpse with a dagger lying beside his feet.

The corpse was also wearing a white coat, presumably it must be something like that, Eto Victory.

"The time is almost up."

Mitsuo Shirai glanced at his watch, pulled up the corpse on the ground and brought it to the window, and then stabbed him from behind.

...Is this the "illusion" that Mori Kogoro saw?

Sano squinted his eyes thoughtfully, watching Mitsuo Shirai "stab someone" while taking out his mobile phone and talking to the other end of the phone, as if he was communicating with others.

Is this creating an alibi?

After hanging up the phone, Mitsuo Shirai threw away the body, picked up a wooden stick that looked like a chicken thigh, and hid behind the door.

Who is squatting again.

Sano turned his gaze, and vaguely heard a familiar voice cursing.

It's Mouri Kogoro.

Sano also hid, he seemed to understand what Mitsuo Shirai was trying to do.

The many days of pretending to kill people was not to relax everyone's vigilance, but to throw the blame on Mori Kogoro so that he could frame him.

Good guy, you're quite courageous.

But the brain is quite small, and there are so many tools in the psychiatry department over there who don't know how to use them, so they chose Conan, the plague god, the prospective father-in-law.

A few seconds later, Mori Kogoro limped into the murder scene with a cane, and then Sano heard only one sound... followed by two muffled sounds.

It should be Mori Kogoro who was brought down.

If so, then it's time to show up.

Sano came to the door of the room and saw Mitsuo Shirai pulling Kogoro Mori's hand to "hold" the short knife stuck in Seiji Eto's body.

"Bang bang."

Sano knocked on the door with the hammer of justice, like a guest coming to visit someone, knocking on the door politely.

...Since justice is to be exercised, of course the Hammer of Justice must be taken. On the way here, Sano gave it to... um, temporarily borrowed it from the nurse's room.

And this kind of knocking sound instantly shocked Shirai Mitsuo, and he looked up quickly.

"Doctor, are you treating Maori detective?"

Sano lay on the other half of the door that was not opened, leaned out half of his body and asked.

Mitsuo Shirai looked at the hospital gown on Sano's body, and subconsciously locked his eyes on the yellow bracelet on his left wrist.

... a disease bracelet.

This is something that many hospitals like to use. Although there are clear plans for this in the world, most hospitals still like to follow their own habits.

Generally speaking, there are no more than two departments that use disease bracelets.

One is the emergency department, which is used to help doctors distinguish between acute and slow conditions of patients, so as to deal with them in turn.

The other is the psychiatric department, more precisely, the psychotherapy department, because mental patients who will be hospitalized also need to wear this thing.

Patients in the psychiatry department will wear disease bracelets, which are for outsiders to see.

Tell others the degree of danger of these patients, it is best not to step on a pit and be accidentally injured by sudden violence.

Among them, red is the most dangerous, and generally you can't get out of the ward, or even get out of bed.

Yellow, on the other hand, is inferior, representing danger, but not particularly dangerous.

Mental patients with yellow bracelets are usually locked up in the hardest hit area.

How did this guy get out? ?
Although he was a bit puzzled, Mitsuo Shirai's nerves relaxed a little.

The reason why Mitsuo Shirai directly decided that Sano was not an emergency patient was very simple, because if it was an emergency patient, most of them belonged to that kind of person who couldn't get out of bed at the physical level, especially this was second only to the red Even more so is the yellow bracelet.

And Sano saw Mitsuo Shirai's complexion slow down, and noticed that the other party's gaze swept past his bracelet, how could he not understand the other party's thoughts?
"Do you think that even if a mental patient witnessed the murder scene, the testimony would not be effective?"

Hearing Sano's ridicule, Shirai Mitsuo frowned, this guy, is his thinking still clear?

Because of Sano's...problems at the beginning, Mitsuo Shirai thought that this guy was crazy, confused, and not clear-headed.

However, what the other party said just now is indeed not unreasonable.

"Oh, that's right."

Mitsuo Shirai chuckled, and stood up: "Even if you stop me and don't let me go, I can still take the blame for this case and let you and Kogoro Mori carry it together. Two psychopaths murdered each other. Who would think there was a problem?"

"Of course no one thinks there is a problem, it's just..."

Sano withdrew his body, slowly pushed open the half door, and turned the hammer of justice in his right hand: "Did you also ignore a problem, mental illness kills, but it is easy to be found not guilty."

Seeing the faint coldness in Sano's eyes, Mitsuo Shirai was taken aback for a moment, then a cold air rose from behind.

This guy, could it be... that he wanted to kill himself! ?

Mitsuo Shirai never expected that he, who was supposed to be the murderer, would actually become another... ready to become the prey of the murderer.

Facing a mental patient, Shirai Mitsuo certainly would not think that the other party was joking, and of course he is also a murderer, so he should not be afraid.

But the problem now is that Mori Kogoro must have called the police on the way here, and Mitsuo Shirai doesn't have much time left, and if Sano stopped him like this, he might really be useless.

Mitsuo Shirai looked at the wooden stick he used to stun Mori Kogoro in his hand, and at the hammer in Sano's hand. The comparison results were obvious. In desperation, he could only give the knife stuck in Eto Seungri's body to him again. Pulled out.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Looking at Mitsuo Shirai with fierce eyes, the corners of Sano's mouth slightly raised.

In fact, according to the process, Sano no longer needs to stop Mitsuo Shirai anymore, he can wait for the police to arrive, arrest him and complete the task.

But Sano, who has been doing nothing for two days, also wants to have some fun.

The rare decompression tool, can you still let it go?

Sano's smile became brighter and brighter, and then he took a step forward and walked towards Mitsuo Shirai.

"Come on then."

……

"what!!"

In the hospital at night, there were a few more screams.

Under the watchful eyes of several patients and nurses who ran out to watch the fun, Mitsuo Shirai ran past with a knife in his hand, screaming and looking back from time to time.

(End of this chapter)