The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Kyosuke Futo, who didn't know what he was encountering, still maintained a high mood as he strode towards his office.

Yes, just as he thought before...his glorious life was ruthlessly cut off just when he reached the highest point.

During an operation, Hitano, who was working as his assistant, cut the wrist of his left hand, causing irreparable damage to the tendons in his hand.

What he is engaged in is the most delicate microsurgery in surgery, neurosurgery. Just wanting to hold the needle-holding forceps and complete the suturing motionlessly under the lens of an eight-fold microscope is an ability that many doctors do not have.

After suffering such a serious injury to his hand, his proud talents and abilities could no longer be used. He quickly changed from a genius praised by many stars to a man who could only pull strings for others and do simple things. A mediocre person who sewn his skin.

He couldn't accept such a gap and was in great pain...

It was also at this time that he learned about his spiritual mentor, an idol who gave him a lot of spiritual support——

Karasawa Ikawa.

"Doctor Fudo, the first scheduled patient has arrived."

The voice of the nurse in the cardiotherapy department brought him out of his memories. Kyousuke Futo kept a warm smile full of nostalgia and raised his head.

"Invite him in." Futo Kyosuke waved to the nurse to bring someone in. He once again adjusted the position of his tie and the collar of his white coat through the window, and prepared to receive the first guest with the fullest spirit.

In his experience, the first meeting is the most important.

Unlike the work in many other departments, the nature of the work in the cardiology department is closer to service than medical treatment.

Because the effect of the treatment itself is not so immediate, for their profession, auxiliary methods such as guidance are more critical than actually taking drugs.

and……

Thinking of Nara Sawaji who fell in disbelief under his own gun, he smiled.

Psychology is a subject that is close to the human heart and the essence of human nature. It may not teach you how to treat a person, but it can definitely teach you how to view the world, how to understand others, and how to live with your own unhappiness.

You will be closer to others than ever before and understand yourself like never before.

Thanks to Mr. Karasawa Ikawa's teachings, he embarked on this path and became what he is today.

"Hello, Mr. Mori." Looking at the visitor sitting in front of him, Futo Kyosuke showed a friendly smile, neither overly caring nor overly affectionate.

For men of this age, directly expressing an attitude that is too charming or too socially ready will make them feel offensive and flattering.

This is not conducive to establishing a good image of authority in his mind. Naturally, Futo Kyosuke cannot make such a stupid decision.

"Oh, hello, I was recommended here by the officers from the 1st Investigation Section of the Metropolitan Police Department..." Mouri Kogoro touched his neck uncomfortably and sat on the sofa opposite him, feeling uneasy.

Why on earth did that kid Karasawa say that psychiatrists are basically helpless when it comes to addiction problems, but at the same time suggest that he should come over and have a look?

What a weird request...

But under the intense gazes of him and his daughter, Mouri Kogoro couldn't express any objections, so he just complied.

Yes, although it was indeed the Memu Police Department who recommended him to come here for a look, it was Tangze and Mao Lilan who strongly urged him to come here and directly made an appointment for treatment.

Speaking of my daughter, does she trust that brat Karasawa a little too much? No matter how reliable and steady he is, he is still a peer of hers, right? Why would she personally escort her father to the hospital for medical treatment at the request of a peer? ah?

Forget it, just see the doctor and have a chat, it's not a bad thing after all... Consoling himself like this, Mouri Kogoro began to state his problem.

"That is to say, I am now in the stage of quitting smoking and drinking, and um, they suggested that I talk to a doctor."

"Oh, some withdrawal reactions are understandable. This is a normal phenomenon. Quitting smoking and drinking is a choice that has long-term benefits for the body." Fuudo Kyousuke showed a professional attitude, keeping his expression unwavering, and tried his best to tell the people in front of him. The patient himself is a professional with considerable experience in this matter. “Will he feel dizziness, chest tightness, nausea and vomiting, or even palpitations and anxiety?”

"Is it possible? I guess it's not possible?" Mouri Kogoro thought back uncertainly.

"...So you have lost your appetite or feel body aches?"

"Yeah, not really..."

Kyosuke Futo's pen paused on the notebook and made a shallow hole.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Mouri Kogoro seriously: "Then what specific adverse reactions did you have?"

Mouri Kogoro touched his mustache and thought seriously for a moment.

"I don't seem to have any adverse reactions. Oh, I'm a little lacking in energy, but I haven't had enough sleep in the past two days. Maybe it has nothing to do with this...?"

The professional yet polite smile on Kyosuke Futo's face froze slightly.

Since there are no problems, then why did you come to the psychotherapy department...

Mouri Kogoro looked at him innocently, as if waiting for his next question.

Closing the medical record in his hand with a "snap", Fudo Kyousuke put his fist to his lips, covering the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but droop.

"...Well, let's make a set of scales to briefly evaluate your status."

See if there is something wrong with you... Futo Kyosuke added in his mind.

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"Didn't Brother Tangze say before that even the Phantom Thief of the Heart couldn't cure my uncle's condition? Why did he recommend that he come to the cardiology department for treatment?" Conan outside the clinic asked Mao Lilan in confusion.

Karasawa is a bit narrow-minded in character. For example, he would read his jokes from time to time, but he generally would not make fun of people for no reason.

From Conan's understanding, he has never seen a more efficient and thorough "psychological treatment" method than the Phantom Thief of Heart.

If they can't help, doesn't it mean that psychological treatment will have little effect, so why do you have to call Mouri Kogoro?

"If you say that, his tone at that time was quite strange..." Mao Lilan recalled Tangze's tone yesterday and said slowly, "He always said that he hoped that dad would come and take a look at this Fengdo. The doctor didn’t mention any words like treatment effects.”

"ah?"

"Yes, his original words were, 'Since it is a recommendation from the Megure Police Department, you must go and see it. Classmate Lan, let's make an appointment for him and let him come to see this doctor tomorrow morning. Maybe he will It's very rewarding.'" After repeating Tang Ze's expression, Mao Lilan nodded affirmatively.

Conan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

What kind of weird word game is this...

If you come here to have a look and make an appointment, isn't that the same as asking someone to come for treatment?

Before Conan could ask further questions, the closed door of the consulting room was pushed open.

Mouri Kogoro looked puzzled. He carried his suit jacket and walked out while muttering to himself: "That's too much. What kind of attitude does this guy have? Isn't it a good thing that there is no problem? Why would Megure recommend this? Unreliable people..."

"Huh? Is it over?" Mao Lilan asked strangely after looking at the clock, "It was pretty quick."

According to her understanding, psychotherapy, including consultation and diagnosis, should take half an hour and an hour, right? Just over twenty minutes have passed.

"I don't know, it should be considered over." Mouri Kogoro changed his suit jacket to one hand and looked at the medical record in his hand with an incomprehensible expression, "...He said that I am very healthy?"

"ah?"

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"The first patient took much faster than expected," the nurse came in. "Do you need me to inform the next patient? Um, Doctor Fudo?"

Kyousuke Futo, who buried his face between his hands, took a deep breath, hid his darkly twisted expression between his fingers, and tried to adjust his emotions.

These cunning detectives...he knew, he knew things wouldn't be that simple.

Could it be that the police have already suspected him? Yes, he said when he came here that it was the head of the Search Section 1 who recommended him to come here for medical treatment.

So the way he just talked about him and the insensitivity he showed towards issues related to the murder case, is he really ignorant, or is he defensive about him?

If you want to say that he knows nothing, his rise in fame this year has been seen by the whole of Tokyo. A detective who has caught so many murderers should not be a person who is just trying to gain fame...

But it wouldn't make sense to say that she was deliberately resisting his guidance and hints.

He has been deeply involved in this field for many years. After he injured his hand and gave up neurosurgery and devoted himself to psychology research, he fully accepted Mr. Karasawa's theory and conducted research in the field of psychology based on it. He also I have never encountered an opponent who is so tightly guarded that it is impossible to break through.

Damn it, how far has the case progressed? Did the search class allow this person to contact him? Did he see something, and was he afraid of arousing his vigilance, so he specifically asked a detective to contact him?

That's not right. If they were really suspicious and asked such a well-known figure to test for them, they might as well call two police officers they didn't know. Wouldn't that put the cart before the horse?

Calm down, Kyosuke Futo, calm down. Even if they are aware of it, they must not have really investigated you. Maybe it is just the detective's personal problem...

After half a minute of inner struggle, Fudo Kyosuke finally found his anchor, suppressed his broken expression, raised his head, and smiled gently at the nurse.

"Sorry, the last patient was a bit difficult." Kyosuke Futo controlled his facial expression and pressed his temples, showing a slightly distressed look. "I may need a little more time. It will be fine in five minutes, which is better than originally scheduled." If the time is earlier, the next patient may not have time to arrive."

"Okay, Doctor Fudo." The relieved little nurse smiled, "You should also pay attention to rest."

In the past, the energetic and lovely smile of the young nurse in Corey would make Futo Kyousuke observe it happily for a long time. However, today, he could barely maintain a calm appearance and had no intention of appreciating these trivial things.

"Mouri Kogoro..." Futo Kyousuke's eyes were full of evil, and he slowly chanted the name once. The shuddering feeling of being forced into a desperate situation constantly awakened his instinct to attack.

Nino, Sawaharu Nara, Ichiro Shibayo...

Faces passed before his eyes, and the desire to attack kept rising, stimulating his nerves repeatedly.

It’s okay, Futo Kyosuke, it’s okay for you. Aren’t all these bastards who are hindering you already going to see God? There will be no problem this time.

Just when he was fighting his own aggressive instincts and covering his human skin with all his strength, two sets of footsteps of different weights and the sound of a nurse gently knocking on the door reminded him of the arrival of the next patient.

Scanning the visitor up and down, he instinctively made an assessment.

The clothes are neat and decent. Although they are not expensive, the matching is very clever.

A man with excellent personal abilities, at least in his own opinion, has extremely high confidence in his career. He may not be a successful person in the usual sense, but he has made some achievements in the professional field.

He has distinctive appearance and is a type that is hard to forget after seeing him once, so he is indeed a guy who has never been exposed to him before.

"Hello, Doctor Futo." The young man sitting opposite him smiled kindly, and his handsome face exuded an affinity and charm that almost made Kyosuke Futo feel disgusted. "I have some questions about working with children. I would like to consult with you about our relationship issues."

"Child? Are you married and have children?" Kyousuke Futo slowly opened the medical record that the nurse gave him. He saw 29 in the age column and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I really can't tell. I I thought you were a young student who had just started working."

"It's too exaggerated." The young man opposite him politely greeted him skillfully. He was obviously a social person who has adapted to this kind of social situation. "Doctor Fudo is young and promising. I also heard the recommendation from my friends. , came here specially. He said that you are very knowledgeable in the psychological problems of teenagers."

"Oh...that's it..." Fengdo Kyo raised his brows unexpectedly.

This is not an ordinary piece of information. He has indeed engaged in some related work - because adolescent mental illness was originally the main field of his mentor Mr. Tang Ze - but this kind of information is common among colleagues in the medical field. If a patient can find out this...

"Well, Mr. Amuro, right?" Looking at the name on the medical record, Fuudo Kyousuke put on a reassuring smile facing the patient, "I would like to ask, who recommended you here? Sorry, there is no other way. I mean, I'm just worried that there will be some misunderstandings."

"Oh, the person who recommended me here was Dr. Nobuhiko Kurahashi. Have you heard of him?" Amuro showed a soft smile, "He seems to be working in a certain police department now, right? I am his neighbor. "

Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who works in the special service department, needs to keep his career and current situation strictly confidential.

Now, before his situation is confirmed and it is confirmed that he will not arouse suspicion from others, he will be detained in prison for a long time.

These situations are top-secret information for Kyousuke Futo, a social doctor who can only be regarded as cooperating with relevant units. Whether he knows it or not, his reaction can be regarded as part of the intelligence.

For these reasons, Toru Amuro, who was talking nonsense, felt no shame and just smiled apologetically: "I haven't gotten married yet and have children, mainly because of some special reasons. I now need to take care of a rebellious young child, but maybe It's probably because of the generation gap. That child and I often can't communicate effectively. I'm sorry, but it's impossible to take him to see the doctor today, so I want to ask you some questions first."

Cangqiao’s neighbor...

Hearing Nobuhiko Kurahashi's name, he let out a cold scoff in his heart.

He is not good at academics and timid, but he is still a jealous and petty person...

Do you recommend coming to him for treatment? I'm afraid that his neighbor has offended him, or there is something that makes him disgusted and jealous, but there is nothing he can do about it, so he simply pushes this trouble in front of him.

After all...the children he has treated are all...

The sneers in his heart kept coming one after another, but his face skillfully put on an expression suitable for communicating with parents, showing some understanding, compassion, and most importantly, maintaining a state of deep understanding of the difficulties of education. among.

"Then you can talk about the specific problems you encountered so that I can determine whether there is something wrong with the child, or whether there may be some factors that prevent him from communicating normally with others."

"That's right." After considering the words, Toru Amuro said, "This child's psychological quality is a bit too high."

Fuudo Kyousuke couldn't control his fingers again and poked another small hole in the record book: "?"

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"Hey, Mr. Amuro!" Mao Lilan walked back to the door of the cardiology department with the physical examination report. She saw a familiar person at a glance. She was a little surprised and a little confused. "You also come to the cardiology department of this hospital for treatment. ?"

She couldn't help but raise her head and glance at the door number behind him, and sure enough she saw the introduction card with the bust of Futo Kyousuke hanging on it. Mao Lilan felt that it was natural and even more confusing.

Since he is Tang Ze's current guardian...it is actually quite reasonable that he would be introduced by Tang Ze like his father.

But Karasawa is fine, why do you call so many people to come to Dr. Fengdo? Is there something going on that she doesn't know about?

"Ms. Maorilan." Toru Amuro greeted the upstairs neighbor as he moved his shoulders and neck. "I'm very healthy and haven't encountered anything. I have some questions I want to consult a doctor. However, I have to say that despite my attitude, It's pretty good, but I feel like this doctor is not easy to talk to."

"My father just said the same thing. Doctor Futo, doesn't he often receive police gentlemen? I thought he should have some methods of his own in terms of withstanding pressure..."

"Bang." After Amuro revealed herself, a heavy slamming sound came from the translucent clinic door, as if expressing an indignant protest against the discussion outside the door.