The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Kudo Shinichi, who turned his head to respond to Mori Kogoro, stepped on the ground when going down the stairs in the Jackie Chan style, and the whole person rolled down like a ball in an instant!

Kogoro Mori was startled, and the two equally skilled Jackie Chan followed up the stairs, but he didn't see a single figure at the landing point.

"Dad! Shinichi!"

Mao Lilan, who was chasing hard, supported her knees with her hands, leaned over and was panting.

"He ran away."

Mori Kogoro put his hands on his hips, panting slightly.

"Just run away."

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and Moori Kogoro suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his daughter in disbelief.

"Ah, that, no. I mean, it's a pity to run away. I also want to ask him why he came here."

"…………"

第330九章 难兄难弟医院物语（3）

In the early morning of the next day after a night, the people at the foot of the mountain slept until the sun was three poles before waking up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was his fiancée who appeared in the ward in a light blue dress with breakfast.

"Shiyu? Why did you come so early? Why don't you take a good rest after you just came back from Osaka. I don't lack arms or legs."

"Stop talking nonsense, get up, brush your teeth and wash your face." Kasumigaoka Shiba kept a delicate face, with one hand on her hip, and the other pointing to the separate washroom in the ward.

As an old acquaintance of the hospital and a VIP customer, Atsuto Yamashita lived in senior nursing wards with independent bathrooms.

"I can't get up, I'm hurt."

The man who was covered in bandages had a particularly melancholy tone, and the girl who was still stern suddenly laughed for some reason.

"What are you laughing at? This is a real wound, a real wound." As if afraid that his fiancée would not believe him, Yamashita Atsuto raised his bandaged arms and shook them twice.

"Yes, yes, my Mr. Superhero, do you need me to help you get out of bed?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu sighed helplessly, his eyes were full of doting.

Putting down his breakfast, he stepped on white stilettos and came to the hospital bed, carefully placing his fiancé's arm on his thin shoulders.

"How about Shiyu, you'd better push me a wheelchair over here, it's next door, Takagi Shiratori is the same style."

"Don't pretend, or I won't help you to wash up, and you will fend for yourself."

"Shiyu, you've changed. You don't love me any more, you've become—oh!"

Before the mournful Yamashita Toru could finish his sentence, he howled out loudly.

"What's your name? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu curled her lips and pulled off her fiancé's pants: "Go to the toilet quickly, or you will be overwhelmed."

"... Shiyu, can you turn around?"

"Are you still shy?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's tone was astonishing as if he had discovered some new continent.

I don't know how many times I've played with it as a toy, but I'm still shy? ?

"Nonsense, next time you go to the bathroom, I'll stare at you?"

"It's not impossible."

"…………"

Female hooligans are cowhide!

Can't be bothered.

Atsuto Yamashita, who has always been thick-skinned, felt that he had better stop playing, as this early in the morning was not in line with the unfolding of certain plots.

He is still a wounded number.

At least on the surface it is true.

Up to now, the hospitalization fee has been paid to the public account of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Although they have already resigned, it is obvious that the higher-ups are still reluctant to let him go.

Suppressing the awkward feeling, after solving the personal hygiene problem, he brushed his teeth and washed his face, and was supported by his fiancée back to the hospital bed.

Atsushi Yamashita glanced at the nutritious love porridge on the table, opened his mouth and waited for the food.

"The newspaper said that the Metropolitan Police Department has let you go. Is this true?"

Skillfully blowing the boiling hot porridge in the spoon, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu put the spoon into his fiancé's mouth after three to five seconds: "Be careful of it being hot."

"Wurrrrrrr..."

Yamashita Toruto, who had the ability to let the love porridge pour in his mouth to cool down, swallowed it: "Not yet, I am waiting for my opinion now. If you want to go back, you can go back at any time. If you don't want to go back, no one can force me .”

"Then do you want to go back?"

"Then you want me to go back?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who was asked back, was startled, and immediately said: "I don't want to."

"I thought you would say let me do whatever I want." Atsuto Yamashita swallowed the porridge he put in his mouth, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"...It's too dangerous to be a policeman."

After hesitating for a while, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu finally spoke his mind.

She really felt too dangerous.

"Is it dangerous? Probably because I haven't celebrated my 25th birthday this year."

"Which fortune teller did it for you?"

The girl couldn't laugh or cry: "What's more, when did you become so superstitious?"

"I'm not superstitious, it's a reasonable analysis of the facts. You went to Osaka, but that bad boy named Edogawa Conan also went to Osaka, wouldn't something happen?

Some things, after all, have to be believed. "

Seeing that Yamashita used the Shinigami elementary school student to speak out again, Shi Yu couldn't help but scolded: "Be careful that he will beat you again when he hears it."

"He's still in Osaka, hit me with the head?"

"No, Conan-kun is in the hospital, just downstairs in your ward. I ran into Xiaolan when I came to the hospital in the morning, and she told me."

"It's a miracle, that bastard will also be hospitalized? Should I apply for a transfer?"

Atsushi Yamashita muttered, suddenly full of mistrust towards the hospital: "What happened to him?"

"It seems to be a broken bone. According to Xiaolan, Conan-kun was too playful and accidentally fell down the stairs on the third floor, resulting in a slight fracture."

"………………you sure?"

Upon hearing this, Yamashita's eyes widened in horror.

For this reason, what about cheating ghosts? !

"Shi Yu, fetch me a wheelchair, I'm going to watch something lively—ah no, I'm going to give my condolences."

"Where's your wheelchair? Didn't you see it?"

"What about the Takagi ward next door, I went to visit the Takagi ward yesterday and forgot to sit back."

"........."

It's okay to drop by.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't know what to say for a while.

If you don't recuperate your injuries well, you will just do some fancy things.

"Takagi—huh? Isn't Officer Takagi here?"

Obedient, Shi Yu went to the next door to get the wheelchair, looking curiously at the empty ward.

"Takagi is basking in the sun with Sato, do you want to take Yamashita with us?"

While he was wondering, the answer from behind made Shiyu turn his head.

Shiratori Ren Saburo, who was also covered in bandages, was sitting in a wheelchair, and behind him was pushing the old man he saw when he booked a house in the villa area last time.

If I remember correctly, it seems to be the butler?Is it called Kamoi Isaki?

"Good morning, Miss Kasumigaoka." Kamoi Isukichi asked politely.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu immediately replied hello.

"We are basking in the sun over the big flower bed. If Shan Xia also comes over, you can push him over."

Shiratori Rensaburo, who was eager to see Miwako Sato, rushed to monitor Takagi and did not stay too long in front of the ward.

On the other hand, Atsuto Yamashita heard about it after getting into the wheelchair, and felt that it was not bad to bask in the sun, so he agreed: "Go and see Conan first, and then go to the sun."

"You, why are you having trouble with a primary school student?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was also helpless, but there was no way, who made her already recognize this man.

What else can I do, I can only accept it.

"I'm not—huh? Chengshi? You are... why are you in a wheelchair?"

After getting out of the elevator, Atsuto Yamashita ran into an acquaintance who surprised him head-on.

Just be on the lookout for fear. After a long while, Ma Cheng, who still met his good friend, had a pale face, and his dull eyes were full of silent accusations against the society.

"He was so hungry when he came back from the plane in the morning, so he ate something bad. He ate the medicine I put in the cake for the experiment, and now his legs are numb, and he just took the medicine for diarrhea."

Hui Yuan Ai, who was not as tall as a wheelchair, stood beside Aso Shishi, with his hands behind his back, looking disgusted by a little adult, but the schadenfreude at the corner of his mouth was really an eyesore.

"Huh? Officer Yamashita? Haibara? Shiwa? Doctor Aso? Why are you all here?"

Out of curiosity, Mao Lilan pushed the wheelchair to the elevator entrance and met with several people.

Edogawa Conan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hurriedly covered his face with his hands, but the right foot in plaster made Yamashita Atsuto couldn't help laughing: "Damn Conan, you have today too?!"

Asagi, who was exhausted to the point of being lifeless, actually became a little more angry when he saw Conan Edogawa with his right foot in plaster.

"Xiao Lan, who are you?"