I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"You are really..." Hui Yuan Ai glanced at him.

Dr. A Li looked on and laughed, unable to say a word.

Everyone waited at the door of the emergency room for a while, and Mouri Kogoro and Xiaolan also arrived at the hospital.

"What, you need surgery?" Mouri Kogoro was surprised, "Why, isn't that an ordinary minor injury?"

"Um..." Dr. A Li hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"He was wounded by a gunshot." Haihara Ai said.

Then, in order to prevent Xiao Ai from acting too abnormally, Otoi Hiroshi quickly gave her a look and took over the conversation himself.

"In order to protect the children, Conan was shot by gangsters. The injured part was on the left side of the abdomen. Although the bullet did not stay in the body, a lot of blood came out. The doctor said that fortunately he was sent in time and there should be no injuries. What a big problem." Otoi Hiroshi explained.

"Conan, Conan, just hold on and be patient a little longer..."

At this time, Xiaolan followed the doctor's stretcher truck and ran over, worryingly comforting Conan on the stretcher.

Haiyuan Ai looked at this scene expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

As soon as we arrived at the door of the emergency room, a nurse hurried over.

"The doctor is bad. The previous patient had already used the spare blood of the same blood type as this boy during the operation. Currently, the blood bank does not have the same type of blood." The nurse said anxiously.

"What are you talking about? Even if we call the blood center now to transfer blood, we still won't be able to make it in time." The doctor's expression changed.

"Well, please use my blood. I have the same blood type as him."

Conan immediately understood that Xiaolan's doubts about him were only final.

Otoi Hiroshi saw Mao Lilan speaking and said quickly: "Xiaolan, I heard Sonoko say that you have blood type A. Maybe you remembered it wrong."

He remembered that both Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan had type A blood, and he happened to also have type A blood. In short, it would make Xiaolan less suspicious of Conan.

"This kid has type B blood, and I have the same blood type as him." Hiroshi Otoi continued.

At the same time, he stopped the doctor from saying anything else with his eyes, and then followed the nurse to the blood collection room to collect the blood type.

After collecting blood, Hiroshi Otoi went to the smoking area to smoke, while others sat at the door of the emergency room and waited.

"After blood is drawn, due to the relative lack of blood volume, corresponding symptoms of hypoperfusion may occur. Smoking can easily induce spasm of corresponding blood vessels, such as coronary artery spasm, and symptoms such as myocardial ischemia, which may manifest as angina pectoris, myocardial infarction, etc. Infarction." Hui Yuan Ai walked over.

Otoi Hiroshi smiled helplessly and put out the cigarette again.

Hui Yuan Ai approached, took away the cigarettes and lighter he had placed on the window sill, and put them into his pocket.

Otoi Hiroshi felt that Xiao Ai was a little strange recently, but he couldn't put it into words.

The most obvious manifestation is that there is more and more control over him.

"Did you see Mao Lilan's expression just now?" Haiyuan Ai stood beside him with his arms folded.

"Yes." Hiroshi Otoi nodded, "I'm afraid she has already guessed that Conan is Kudo Shinichi."

"What should I do?"

After Haiyuan Ai finished asking, she suddenly realized that since the man in front of her often appeared next to her, she had slowly become dependent on him.

I always like to ask his opinion first when encountering something.

what's wrong with me?

Otoi Hiroshi's big hand suddenly placed on her head and rubbed it gently.

"It doesn't matter, there will always be a solution, right?"

After that, Conan woke up under Xiaolan's care all night. There was no problem with his body and he only needed to rest in the hospital for a while before being discharged.

During this period, Otoi Hiroya, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha happened to meet each other when visiting patients in the hospital, and briefly introduced each other's identities.

At night ten days after his injury, Conan lay quietly on the bed.

Everyone else has gone home and is preparing to come back tomorrow.

He thought of the expression on Xiaolan's face when he entered the emergency room, and suddenly showed a relieved smile.

He wanted to tell her the truth.

Then the sound of the door opening was heard.

Interrupting his thoughts, he subconsciously wanted to see who came in.

The pain in his body prevented him from turning over, so he could only turn his head carefully.

By the light of the corridor, a man in black with cool blond hair walked in.

He wore black gloves and held a gun in his hand. In the other hand, he held a little girl with brown hair.

"Long time no see, Kudo Shinichi."

The man's smile seemed to come from a demon in hell, and Conan suddenly felt a gust of sinister wind blowing through his body, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Gin!"

Conan gritted his molars and focused his gaze on the familiar figure in his hand.

"Gray."

Hui Yuan Ai seemed to hear his voice and slowly opened her beautiful eyes, filled with despair and pain.

"Run, Kudo, they...are coming."

Conan wanted to do something, but his body that had just undergone surgery didn't even have the strength to support him sitting up.

He could only watch as Gin walked to the bed.

"I worked so hard to find you, but I didn't expect you to turn out like this." Gin stared at Conan's face with cold eyes.

"Damn it, if anything happens, come at me and don't touch the people around me."

Conan pushed his body up with his elbows, looked at Gin with a solemn expression and said.

"Don't worry, no one will escape." Gin smiled and raised his gun and pointed it at Conan.

"It's really interesting that you and this traitor have been hiding here for so long without telling me, but now it's time to end."

Seeing that Conan was just staring at him, he spoke again: "By the way, I just saw a man with a mustache and a high school girl downstairs. Her surname seems to be Maori, right?"

"Xiaolan? What did you do to Xiaolan!" Conan yelled.

"It's nothing, I just got rid of them easily. The poor girl is calling your name Kudo Shinichi until she dies, hahahaha."

"You guy!!!"

Ginjiu gently put Haihara Ai on the ground, but Conan was so angry at Xiaolan that he didn't notice this.

After lighting a cigarette, Gin slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth onto Conan's face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll be here soon."

"Now..." He turned his gun towards Haihara Ai who was lying on the ground, "Of course we have to deal with this traitor."

"boom."

"Huiyuan!!"

As flames emerged from the muzzle of the gun, bright red blood slowly oozed out from Hui Yuan Ai's petite chest, like a red rose blooming on her chest.

Conan clenched the quilt tightly, and the soft sheets were wrinkled in his hands.

"It's your turn next." Gin stamped out the cigarette butt.

The gun was pointed at Conan's forehead.

Conan's eyes widened, filled with despair, hatred and unwillingness.

"boom."

There was another gunshot, and Conan froze on the spot.

There is no pain as imagined, just water...

Yes, only the water from the muzzle of the gun touched his face.

"Eh?"

Conan was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

I saw Gin slowly taking off his hood in front of him, revealing Otoi Hiroshi's face.

Hui Yuan Ai, who was blooming on the ground just now, slowly stood up and wiped the blood splattered on her body in disgust.

"What's happening here!!!"

[Question: Who are the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties in ancient my country? 】