The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

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Ten minutes later, Kiharakawa, who hurriedly put on a white coat, appeared at the door of the infirmary.

Like Shinde Tomaki, he has his own job besides being a school doctor, so he doesn't get to work at Didan every day.

It was a similar situation today. Judging from his appearance, he must have received a call from Mao Lilan and rushed to the school from the hospital.

Sitting at the desk, Shinde Tomaki scrutinized the figure who hurriedly walked in. It was not until he walked in with Mao Lilan that he stood up and said apologetically according to what he had agreed in advance: "You are finally here, Dr. Kiharagawa. There is an emergency with a patient in the clinic, and I have to rush back. I will leave it to you, Mr. Karasawa."

After saying that, he opened the closed curtain beside the hospital bed, patted Tang Ze who was sitting on the head of the bed, and said warmly: "Classmate Tang Ze, are you okay here?"

Through the gap in the curtain, the pale Karasawa glanced at Kiharagawa who was standing not far away, then quickly looked away and nodded twice randomly.

His hands tightly grasped the quilt covering him, and his heart was obviously not as calm as he showed on the outside.

But compared to his own inner mood swings, he didn't want to see his condition delaying the diagnosis and treatment of Xinchu Zhiming's patients.

Tang Zezhao's psychological condition is a special case. His sense of self-identity is not strong, and it can even be said that he is a little disordered. It is impossible for him to do things that trouble others and delay other people's work because of personal affairs.

So Karasawa just lowered his head and covered his face with his hanging hair.

The expression behind him was covered by the re-closed curtain. Shinde Tomaki looked relieved, walked to the table again, took off his white coat on the hanger, nodded to Kiharagawa, and started Go outside.

When passing by Mao Lilan, he raised his hand and patted the back of the girl who was hesitant to wait in the infirmary, and pushed the girl out.

"But, if Karasawa is left alone..." I haven't figured out the reason for Karasawa's fluctuating mood towards Kiharagawa, and I still remember that Kiharagawa is a bit suspicious, and Mao Lilan is very hesitant in his steps.

"Dr. Kiharagawa is here, don't worry, Maori-san." Shinde Tomaki pushed her out with a smile, and whispered in her ear, "Psychotherapy is very personal and may reveal a lot of privacy and inner feelings. Tang Zejun may not want others to see the situation, but don’t worry, he will get better.”

Although Tang Ze's purpose was unclear, Tang Ze had his own reasons for doing so. It was better to clear the place first according to his request.

The worried Mao Lilan was taken away by Shinde Tomaki. As the door of the infirmary closed again, Kiharakawa adjusted his white coat and looked at the hospital bed in front of him that was tightly surrounded by blue curtains.

There were no other people watching, and he didn't show any strange expressions.

Tang Zawazhao is an extremely special case, and Kiharakawa certainly knows this.

However, he had been in Didan for several days, but he was not in a hurry to contact Tang Zezhao. He had his own plans.

After all, he is the type who leaves his favorite dish for last when eating.

Kiharachuan slowly approached, not making his footsteps softer, but deliberately making them louder. His brand new leather shoes made a loud sound on the smooth floor tiles.

Standing in front of the curtain of the hospital bed, he stood there silently without saying a word, making sure that his shadow had been cast on the fabric and could be clearly seen by Tang Zezhao who was sitting in it.

Tangze, who was sitting inside, did see it.

The outline of his body was reflected on the curtain for more than ten seconds, but Kiharakawa walked away from the curtain, returned to Dr. Shinde's desk, and looked through the medical records left by him.

The sound of drawers opening and closing, the sound of plastic folders being picked up and put down, the crisp sound of paper flipping...

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes, his eyes radiating light.

This Kiharagawa is a master.

Karasawa asked Tomaki Shinde to pull up the curtain that blocked the view and create a small treatment room, just to see how Kiharagawa was treated.

It is known that the patient is suspected of having an anxiety attack, has obvious somatization symptoms, and is likely to be in a state of fluctuating mood. What would a professional psychologist do?

Kiharagawa's choice was to let the patient stay alone for a while longer in fear and suffering, just like teasing a guinea pig.

On the one hand, he did not speak at all, nor did he directly open the curtain to speak. On the other hand, he continued to create sounds and shadows to highlight his presence in this space and constantly put pressure on Karasawa.

It was as if he knew where the victim was hiding, and then stood playfully in front of the cabinet, waiting quietly for the person behind the cabinet.

With just this one move, Tangze was very sure that this was another bastard with ulterior motives.

My identity is really a live target for provoking the Tang Ze School. So many people are coming one after another, approaching like moths to a flame.

No wonder the organization is reluctant to directly kill Tang Zezhao's identity. It's so useful.

It took about three minutes, like an ordinary careless doctor, to check the desk for a while, looking here and there. Kiharakawa estimated that the time was almost up, and then pretended to understand the patient's current situation. Finally walked to the hospital bed.

He stretched out his hand to open the gap in the curtain, and before approaching directly, he first used one eye to observe Tang Zezhao's condition.

As he expected, Tang Zezhao on the hospital bed was on the verge of an anxiety attack. He pressed his chest and breathed heavily, but because he didn't dare to disturb the people walking back and forth, he covered his mouth with the quilt and sweated all the time. , wet the hair on the side of his cheek, making him look extremely embarrassed.

That's really the case.

Eight years ago, the senior's treatment for Tang Zezhao was very effective. Unfortunately, the follow-up treatment plan was disrupted when the senior disappeared, and the complete treatment could not be carried out successfully.

Karasawa, who has recovered from autism, does have cognitive abilities similar to those of ordinary children, but when he has just regained consciousness, he is no different from a two or three-year-old child. The absence of his parents in the rest of his life ultimately affects his self-construction. , this child has indeed recovered, but he may never be healthy for the rest of his life.

What a pity...

Kiharakawa, who opened the curtain, looked very stunned, as if he didn't understand why Karasawa was so scared. He walked over quickly, dragged the trembling Karasawa back to the center of the hospital bed, and forced him to lie down again.

"Relax, Tang Zejun, don't be nervous. You are almost out of breath. If you continue like this, you may have difficulty breathing. I will get you two masks first. Relax, relax..."

Regardless of his intentions and intentions, Kiharakawa is indeed a professional and qualified psychiatrist. His treatment methods are completely compliant and efficient, and no one can find fault with it.

But if the doctor himself is the source of stimulation for the patient, the issue of treatment becomes particularly subtle.

After putting on the mask, Karasawa adjusted his breathing in a decent manner, curled up again, and rejected Kiharagawa's approach again with an alert defensive posture.

"...Karazawa-kun, don't be nervous." Kiharagawa looked helpless as Karasawa repeatedly avoided touching him. He sat back on the chair beside the hospital bed and picked up the folder on the bedside again, "When I joined the company, I I just heard about your situation, why you transferred here, and what you might need help with in some aspects.”

Tang Ze, who was holding on to his mask, trembled slightly when he heard this. After a few seconds, he reluctantly spoke and asked with difficulty: "What, what help..."

He raised this question to see if Kiharagawa would be as restless as Futo Kyosuke.

When Karasawa went to his clinic for treatment for the second time, Futo Kyousuke, who couldn't hold back his excitement, directly revealed the fact that he knew Karasawa's father and knew a lot about Karasawa's condition.

If Kiharagawa followed his question and showed his understanding of Karasawa's high-functioning autism and the subsequent unexpected situation that happened to Kyosuke Futo, then this guy's purpose would not be too pure, no matter how impure it was. The level of high-level players may not be any more shocking than Kyousuke Futo.

...Don't tell me, Tang Ze is quite curious about what kind of image he has among this group of lunatics from the Tang Ze school.

Last time, Kyosuke Futo contributed a very entertaining clip, and Karasawa saved some of the scenes to be used later depending on the situation.

Kiharakawa pushed up the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and seemed to be considering his words. It took him a few seconds to speak cautiously: "About you transferring to Didan High School because you need protection and observation, and what happened to you before. Violent privacy leak, almost changing schools again..."

Having said this, Kiharachuan sighed, the mixture of helplessness and pity on his face was just right.

"Every time I come into contact with underage patients, I inevitably feel uneasy. Children who suffer from various mental illnesses are basically adults' problems, except for some hard conditions caused by genes and natural family history. . Setting rules, abiding by them, and protecting minors are all things that adults should do. It is because we cannot do it well that we put this pressure on children. , Tang Zejun."

Kiharagawa has read through the records left by Shinde Tomaki, as well as the previous contents that isolated Karasawa in terms of words and actions due to Wakayama Junko's misunderstanding.

At this time, he did not reveal any information about himself and Karasawa Ikawa, and every word was based on all the knowledge that a psychiatrist at Didan High School could obtain.

In his lengthy output of opinions that did not contain too many emotional expressions, Tang Zezhao, who looked unhappy on the hospital bed, seemed to finally relax a little and slowly sat up straight.

Kiharakawa handed over a glass of water at the right time, and waited for Karasawa to slowly untie the mask, revealing the bloodless lower half of his face and lips before continuing.

"The doctors you and I have contacted in the past may be different, Tang Zejun. I don't like to treat the young patients I come into contact with as children who don't know anything because of their age. The foundation of the cardiotherapy department will always be built on communication. I hope We can build an equal communication relationship and don’t want to cause too much oppression to the patients.”

Tangze, who looked down at the water in the paper cup, secretly rolled his eyes.

Shit, if it doesn’t create a sense of oppression, then what was the purpose of your previous performance?

"Next, in addition to telling you, I will also communicate with your current guardian. Tang Zejun, your condition is not good, but your records in the cardiotherapy department are very few, and you don't seem to have the habit of regular check-ups. I see from the school’s records that you are still trying to overcome the symptoms and can carry out daily life, but the pressure is not low. This is a very dangerous sign.”

Muharakawa, who was flipping through the documents, did not raise his head to make eye contact with Tang Ze, and gave his own judgment in a straightforward tone.

"You need some treatment, and you should take some medicine to help consolidate your condition and relieve your stress. Let me leave you a phone number, and you'd better come to me for treatment once a week. If I'm not in school, you can also come directly to my department. I will reserve an appointment for you. Don't have any pressure, Tang Ze."

Tang Ze suddenly raised his head and looked at Muharakawa in astonishment. When his eyes met the other person's face, he lowered his head again evasively.

Directly giving the doctor's advice for regular check-ups means that he is not prepared to discuss it with himself.

Good guy, this is a slow-paced type, and the plan is very big, Muharakawa.

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For some reason, facing Muharakawa's gentle and professional attitude, Tang Ze's mind emerged with an emoticon package that he often saw in his previous life.

The one where Pan Jinlian feeds medicine to Wu Dalang.

Now, the biggest stimulus around Tang Ze is actually Kiharakawa himself. With his joining, Tang Ze's performance has been getting worse and worse. Kiharakawa, who imitates Tang Ze Ichikawa everywhere, must know it.

His next plan is more intriguing.

Is it really because of his admiration for Tang Ze Ichikawa that he tries to treat Tang Ze Ichikawa's son in his identity, or is there a deeper purpose? We need to investigate further.

Where will the temple of this doctor Kihara be?

He kept making assessments in his mind, and Tang Ze's surprised and slightly resistant expression showed no signs of collapse.

He nervously tightened his fingers, slightly deformed the paper cup in his hand, and after a moment of struggle, he asked the question he wanted to ask the most with a hoarse voice: "As soon as we met, you called out my name. Doctor Kihara, do you, do you know me..."

Or, do you know my father, why are you so similar to him?

What kind of hidden purpose is hidden in your appearance?

Kiharakawa completely understood what Tang Ze had not said, but he just pushed his glasses and smiled gently.

Like Tang Ze Ikawa, he did not use his fingertips to push his glasses, but bent his fingers and pushed the edge of the frame with his joints.

Tang Ze Zhao, who witnessed this small action clearly from a close distance, lowered his head again.

"Of course I know you, Tang Ze-kun." Kiharakawa smiled, "Don't you know? Teitan High School decided to hire a psychologist because of your situation. They may have realized the school's lack of mental health because of what happened to you, so they started recruiting people. Every psychologist who came to participate in the entry assessment has read the files about your situation. Everyone attaches great importance to your situation. You must receive treatment and reintegrate into campus life. This is also the goodwill of your school."

He is of course no exception.

No, in other words, if Kiharakawa had not heard this news that was spread in a small range through some channels, he would naturally not have put down his busy work and academic research to be a psychologist for a high school.

Tang Ze took a deep breath, uttered a short breath, and fell silent.

Very good, very thoughtful preparation, there is no intention to reveal that he and Tang Ze Yichuan are old acquaintances now.

So this guy is going to simmer slowly and work on his mentality for a long time.

... In addition, Teitan High School really used him to make a nest, no wonder these psychologists with excellent medical ethics came to sign up one after another.

Come here to work, you can get in touch with Tang Ze Yichuan's only patient, Tang Ze Yichuan's son Tang Ze Zhao, just this line of words printed on the recruitment benefits, the whole Tang Ze school will flock to it.

Now Teitan High School is shining like a beacon in the dark night.

Thank you, I really am.

"...I know." Tang Ze, who was full of complaints, still looked timid on the surface and answered in a low voice, "I will go for treatment...Dr. Kihara."

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"So, this new psychologist is also a guy like Fudo Kyosuke, but it's not clear whether he is a lunatic."

Conan, who heard about Tang Ze's situation from Mao Lilan, concluded.

"Almost. He is so much like my father that it makes me want to vomit." Tang Ze leaned on the back seat of the car and shook his head.

"What are you going to do next? Do you really want to go to him for treatment?" Conan frowned, "If you are really uncomfortable, you might as well find an excuse to take a leave of absence for a while."

When Tang Ze said that Kihara Chuan was going to inform the guardian Amuro Toru of the treatment plan, Conan felt something was not good.

Whether Amuro Toru can be trusted is still unknown.

Now, there is another suspicious Kiharagawa. If Toru Amuro knew this news...

"Of course I have to go." Tang Ze shook his head and said directly, "It is because they look so similar that I have to get in touch with him more. If he really has some relationship with my father, and even got involved in my father's research, you should understand what that means."

In front of Conan, who has already partially understood the truth of cognitive science, Tang Ze did not pretend to be pitiful, weak and helpless in front of people like Mao Li Ran who were completely unaware of it. He just concealed the extra information he got because of his multiple identities and gave a definite answer.

"Are you worried that he is related to the organization?" Conan frowned.

"If he is related to the organization, it would be a disaster, but if he is not related to the organization at all... it is hard for me to say which is worse, Kudo." Tang Ze said pertinently.

Before Conan could continue to ask, the car had already stopped at the door of the police station.

"Get out of the car, finish the record as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible." Maori Kogoro, who was driving, yawned sleepily.