People live from five to nine in Conan

"The nemesis of criminals, a rising star in the Kanto detective world, a famous detective... 嗫hahahahaha!!!"

In the orthopedic ward of Mihua General Hospital, Mori Kogoro, whose ankle injury was aggravated due to an over-the-shoulder fall, once again grinned to the base of his ears, with an idiot-like smile on his face.

Beside the hospital bed, Mao Lilan was peeling a golden apple, "Dad! You should also pay attention to your own image!"

"What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders!" Mori Kogoro waved his hand nonchalantly, picked up another newspaper beside him, and laughed again.

Mao Lilan frowned and looked at the foot of the bed. Conan, who was concentrating on reading the newspaper Kogoro had read, pursed his lips hesitantly.

"The police found a fingerprint of Dr. Shirai on the front of the handle of the murder weapon...Strange, sister Xiaolan, when Dr. Shirai was subdued by Uncle Mao Li, didn't he wear medical gloves? Why did he leave fingerprints on the murder weapon? Woolen cloth?"

Conan suddenly raised his head and asked innocently.

"Hmm... Dr. Shirai probably accidentally touched it when he was preparing the murder weapon. After all, the front end of that kind of kitchen knife is really difficult to clean." Mao Lilan guessed.

"So it's like this..." Conan smiled brightly on the surface, but his heart sank.

Could a murderer who had carefully prepared a complicated murder plan make such a low-level mistake?Especially when the murderer is a doctor who has a certain understanding of criminal investigation...

[This fingerprint must have been deliberately imprinted by someone! 】

Conan lowered his head and picked up another newspaper with the detailed process of solving the case.

"The surveillance camera provided by Mori Kogoro for the police has become decisive evidence..." Conan narrowed his eyes, raised his head, and said naively again, "Sister Xiaolan, you are so brave! If it were me, I would definitely not dare to spend the night in the hospital Running around in the ward, and Uncle Mori, who even has such a small camera, he really deserves to be a detective!"

"Ahahaha... of course!" Mori Kogoro laughed smugly when he heard someone praise him.

He only thought that Conan was an ordinary elementary school student, and he didn't hear the deep meaning of Conan's words at all.

But Mao Lilan, who has known Conan's true identity for a long time, is different.

Hearing this, she frowned directly, "Conan, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Ahaha...it's nothing, I just feel..." Conan scratched his head, and suddenly his expression froze, "Given Uncle Mouri's injury, and Dr. Shirai's monitoring of uncle, uncle must have been inconvenient for me at the time Did you install the camera yourself?"

Mao Lilan looked at Conan who pretended to be naive again in a blink of an eye, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smashed the half-cut apple on the table, and let out a 'bang! 'sound.

The powerful aura spread, and the expressions of Mori Kogoro and Conan froze.

"Gudong..." The two swallowed at the same time.

"So!" Mao Lilan stared at Conan suddenly, "Actually, you are suspecting that the person who solved Dr. Shirai's case last night was not my father at all?"

"Uh...ahhaha...Sister Xiaolan, your expression is so scary, you scared me." Conan took a step back sweating profusely.

"Hmph!" Mao Lilan ignored Conan's pretending to be stupid, and said bluntly, "Listen well, the person who helped my father collect evidence and installed cameras at the scene of the crime is Mu Yuanjun's adoptive mother. Ms. Wei Meisi, who works in the diagnostic department! The reason why the newspapers did not report anything related to her is because Ms. Wei Meisi made a request to the police. Now, are you satisfied?"

"Yeah, I got it... Sister Xiaolan, I, I'm going to the bathroom first!"

Facing Mao Lilan who might explode at any time, Conan wisely chose to slip away.

...

"Xiaolan is real, I'm still a child, why are you so fierce?"

After escaping to the toilet, Conan complained dissatisfiedly, and soon fell into thinking again.

"Sure enough, there is someone else who helped Uncle Mao Li solve the case, but I didn't expect that it wasn't Mu Yuan, but... Ms. Wei Meisi?"

Conan couldn't help touching his chin, and said to himself:

"The idea of ​​placing a camera at the scene of the crime in advance and preparing Mitsuo Shirai's fingerprint model to press on the murder weapon shows that someone has already determined that Mitsuo Shirai may kill someone."

"If it's really Uncle Mori... No, Uncle Mori will definitely find a way to stop Mitsuo Shirai's murder plan, not..."

"Wait quietly for the other party to kill, and then use the case to make a name for yourself!"

"Such a cold-blooded and heartless person... Ms. Wei Meisi, what is your purpose..."

Conan frowned, his expression gradually becoming dignified.

In his eyes, Ms. Wei Meisi is not the same as Muyuan and Miyano Shiho. She is a true outlaw fanatic just like the gin and vodka that made him smaller with medicine.

How could such a person help a good-for-nothing uncle solve a case without asking for anything in return?

There must be some kind of unknown special purpose for Wei Meisi to be close to Mori Kogoro!

"Could it be... no! I have to go to Erquan Temple!"

With a decision in his mind, Conan quickly acted. He planned to sneak out of the hospital and go straight to Erquan Temple before Xiaolan could react.

However, as soon as he opened the door of the men's room, he saw Mao Lilan with his hands on his hips.

"Conan...you don't seem to have flushed the toilet?" Mao Lilan looked at Conan with a half-smile.

"Uh...Sister Xiaolan, you are a girl, blocking the door of the men's toilet...isn't that good?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Where do you want to sneak away again!?"

"..." Conan froze in place.

He almost wanted to call the police!

What happened to Xiaolan?

This kind of look, attitude, and tone of eyes that wanted to put the other party's pigeons but was discovered...how is it exactly the same as the Xiaolan he knew before! ?

He is no longer Kudo Shinichi!

"Small, sister Xiaolan..." Conan didn't care to think about it any more. The most important thing in his mind right now was to go to Erquan Temple to investigate Ms. Wei Meisi, "I, I just want to go to Erquan Temple to find classmate Huiyuan... …play soccer!"

"..." The corners of Mao Lilan's eyes twitched, and she finally resisted the urge to expose Conan, "Look for Xiao Ai, play football..."

"Yes, yes! After all, it's a rare weekend!"

"Well, that's fine."

"Sister Xiaolan, we made an appointment the day before yesterday... huh? You agreed!?"

"Of course, after all, even primary school students have the right to enjoy weekends freely."

"Gudong..."

Obviously he got the consent, but for some reason, looking at Xiaolan's squinting smile that was too fake, Conan always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Then... Sister Xiaolan, I'm leaving?"

"Well, let's go!"

"Sister Xiaolan, let's... let's!?"

"Yeah, I just plan to thank Ms. Wei Meisi for visiting Dad last night."

"..."

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...

On the shoulder of Erquan Temple, next to Tianquan, in the exhausted woodshed, gin and vodka in disguise masks stood side by side, looking at Muyuan in surprise.

"You said, the poison in your body has been detoxified?"

Qin Jiu, who was planning to persuade Mu Yuan to submit to the organization, couldn't help but said: "How did you get rid of it? Isn't Dabei Yihui already dead?"

"Maybe it's a coincidence, Miss Curacao still has a bottle of potion on her body." Mu Yuan smiled slightly, "And GIN-san, you also know Dr. Ali, most of his experiments are..."

Before Mu Yuan finished speaking, Qin Jiu nodded with a clear face.

"So that's how it is..."

From Qin Jiu's point of view, it is absolutely impossible for Mu Yuan, who can still refuse Rum's orders under the current circumstances and still admit his status as a superior, to lie.

He hardly had any doubts about what Mu Yuan said.

"Heh...it seems that you won't need this anymore," Gin put the B-type potion in his hand back into his pocket, and said with a cold smile, "You are lucky, boy!"

Facing Gin's ridicule, Mu Yuan didn't have any special reaction, but Vodka's heart was full of waves—【Brother, he can actually joke! ? 】

"Vodka!"

Gin's call brought Vodka back from the shock.

"Brother!" Vodka hurriedly responded.

Gin nodded, and took out a cigarette, "Mu Mu Shisan's work, please continue to find ways to help!"

"Ah? Brother... Didn't you say last night that Mu Mu Shisan is too obvious, isn't it suitable to continue contact with him now?" Vodka scratched his head.

"..." Qin Jiu glanced at Mu Yuan, and quickly looked away, "With the support of the Metropolitan Police Department, Erquan Temple will have a better life in the future."

"Ah?" Vodka tilted his neck, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"...Idiot! I mean that the organization will no longer protect Erquan Temple in the future, Mu Yuan has to figure out his own way, do you understand!?"

Facing the two of his subordinates who had the least understanding ability but were also the most loyal, Qin Jiu made it clear what he said in a rare way.

Since Mu Yuan took over as the host of Erquan Temple, the reason why no one has ever come to troubleshoot is that although most people are still waiting and watching, it is actually the organization that can completely block all the temptations of Xiaoxiao people. Blessed in secret.

Now, since Mu Yuan has chosen to follow Ginjiu, before Ginjiu can completely control all the business and power of the organization in Tokyo... Erquan Temple may be in constant trouble.

"So it's like this...Brother, I understand!"

After thinking about this, Vodka nodded a little dull.

"Hmm..." Gin glanced at Vodka, then turned to Mu Yuan and said, "Is there anything else you want to ask? If not, Vodka and I..."

"Gin-san," Mu Yuan suddenly stepped forward, "If I want to compete with the organization, how far do I need to develop Erquan Temple?"

"You..." Hearing this, Qin Jiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Vodka blinked, then grinned and said, "Hahaha...Muyuan, you should stop daydreaming, even the elder brother and I can barely survive the organization's pursuit, and you still want to……"

"Have you really decided?" Gin's serious voice stopped Vodka's ridicule abruptly on his face, "Are you really planning to...be an enemy of the organization for me?"

"..."

Vodka's eyes widened in an instant, and he could hear a trace of hesitation and tenderness in his elder brother's tone! ?

Is this still the model worker brother he knew?

...

On the side, Mu Yuan was slightly taken aback when he heard Qin Jiu's words.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the conflict between Qin Jiu and the organization to test the true strength of the organization, but he didn't expect... Qin Jiu would think so?

"Gin-san..."

"I know you won't lie," Qin Jiu waved his hand and swallowed smartly, "So I won't lie to you either, I want to be able to fight against the organization, Erquan Temple is indeed me...the only one we have Chance."

"So, have you really decided?"

"Gin-san, I..."

"Don't rush to answer me, think about it carefully, if you find it difficult, I can also send someone else to replace you, so you don't have to..."

"Gin-san!" Faced with the sudden gin from mother-in-law for some reason, Mu Yuan could only increase the volume, and said seriously, "Sooner or later there will be that day, and since Erquan Temple is so important...others , GIN-san, are you at ease?"

dong dong!

Gin Jiu subconsciously clenched his fingers as his heart beat faster than he had in a long time.

The cigarette between the fingers was pinched off by the astonishing finger force, and fell to the ground, splashing a little bit of fire.

"Gin-sang, the host of Erquan Temple, only I can do it." Mu Yuan's tone was a little slow, and he asked again, "So, what kind of power should Erquan Temple have to resist the organization?"

"You little brat... Heh!" Qin Jiu turned up his mouth slightly, stepped on the sparks on the cigarette with his foot, and said in a deep voice, "Then try to find something about the Prime Minister of the Cabinet!"

After finishing speaking, Gin turned around smartly and gave Vodka a follow-up look.

Mu Yuan looked at the back of Qin Jiu leaving, and asked, "If we do it, can we fight against the organization?"

Qin Jiu paused and said without turning his head, "At least in Japan, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Boss...is a coward."

"!!!" Vodka trembled all over, lowered his head decisively, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"Is that so..." Mu Yuan looked at the figure of gin and vodka fading away, pondered for a moment, and said to himself, "What if you train a prime minister?"

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Erquan Mountain, at the foot of the mountain, Kudo Yusaku lay leisurely on the warm stone slab beside the ground spring, and couldn't help scratching the disguise mask on his face.

"Can't be scratched!" Kudo Yukiko's dissatisfaction came from the spring water immediately, "Really, do you know how difficult it is to repair these masks to be exactly the same as before?"

"Well..." Yusaku Kudo smiled and waved his hands, "It's hard to enjoy such a high-end hot spring, Yukiko, don't be so nervous! Take it easy, take it easy!"