"That damn fat man, he's pretty ruthless......"

Lying on the bed in the hotel, the muscles of Eagleya's body tensed up for a while, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down his forehead one by one.

"Since they were able to set fire to Keiji Aso's family back then, of course they have done such a thing now. ”

Beside him, Uncle De was holding a tray and tweezers, carefully taking out the sawdust and glass shards that had been pierced into the flesh from the dense wounds on the back of the eagle arrow, one by one.

"Hmph, if I could, I'd love for him to experience that!"

With Uncle De's movements, Eagle Arrow couldn't help but snort softly, his hand grabbed the sheet tightly, and his fingertips turned white with force.

"It's a pity that Mr. Black Rock doesn't have any hair, otherwise you could have burned it and played with it...... Well, this is the last piece!"

Saying this, Uncle De couldn't help but pull out the last and deepest piece of glass from the back of the eagle arrow.

Eagle Arrow couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, the muscles in his back stiffened suddenly, and the wound that was surging and bleeding out was squeezed and closed by the surrounding muscles, which temporarily stopped the blood.

"Bear with me, young master, the old man is going to start sewing for you. ”

Looking at the eagle arrow lying motionless over there, and his back that looked like a burnt spotted bread, Uncle De also felt slightly distressed.

"Come on, it's just a little injury, I'm used to it for a long time......"

Takaya chuckled, took a deep breath, and slowly relaxed his body. With his movements, the wounds on his back that had been forcibly closed were exposed to the air again, but they didn't continue to bleed.

"No matter how many times I look at it, I feel that your body, young master, is really amazing, and the speed of recovery can be described as a miracle!"

Looking at the small wounds that had already begun to grow granulation tissue, Uncle De couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Yes, a miracle ...... in exchange for life force"

Hearing Uncle De's words, Eagle Ya couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just as Uncle De was about to say something, the small communicator that Eagle Ya had placed on the table suddenly vibrate.

"You're really going to pick the right time to call, Detective. ”

Putting the communicator in his ear, Takaya, who was suffering from the pain in his back, said weakly.

"Whew, I'm scared to death, I thought I'd never hear you again!

Hearing the sound of an eagle arrow coming from the other end of the headphones, Conan couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

When he heard that Ken Nishimoto's house exploded, Conan really sweated for Takaoya. Although I know that this guy is very good and his muscles are very strong, no matter how strong he is, he can't resist explosions!

"Eagle, where are you now?"

After confirming that Takaya was okay, Conan couldn't help but say.

"On the bed of the hotel, waiting for Uncle De's needlework......"

Just as Eagle Arrow said this, Uncle De had already picked up Eagle Arrow's skin with tweezers, and then threaded the needle into it.

"You're hurt?"

Hearing Eagle's words, Conan's heart that had been relieved couldn't help but pinch again.

"Almost didn't get sieve......"

As soon as he said this, Eagle Arrow was angry and said hatefully.

In fact, he would not have been injured, and with his skill and reaction speed, he was completely enough to break through the window and escape before the gas was detonated by an electric spark.

But Ken Nishimoto can't! Takaya hadn't forgotten the guy he knocked unconscious on the floor.

Although in terms of what he has done, such a person is innocent even if he dies, but Eagle Arrow still won't let him die like this. Let's not say that he died like this, so he fulfilled Kuroiwa Chenji's will, and there was one less person who could testify to his existence. In the case of Eagle Arrow himself, his slightly sick psychology will never allow anyone to die in front of his eyes.

So, even at the moment before the gas exploded, Eagle Arrow instinctively pounced on Nishimoto Ken and lifted him up.

Then, there was a burning and aching sensation in his back that seemed to be able to roast him!

At the moment when he was blown away by the scorching waves, there was only one thought in Hawkya's mind.

[Damn, I should have come in uniform tonight......]

Although this little pain has long been used to it, just because you're used to it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt!

So, under the double discomfort of body and mood, Ken Nishimoto, who was still unconscious, was dragged all the way to his car by Hawkya, and then removed his hand and foot joints, twisted him into a strange shape, and stuffed it into the trunk!

Poor Ken Nishimoto really woke up in pain and passed out in pain......

Fortunately, Conan didn't know about this, otherwise, it is estimated that he would inevitably be lectured by a detective classmate with a strong sense of justice.

"Yes, is that the same with you?" Conan couldn't help but frown deeply after listening to Takaya's brief explanation.

"'Also'?" Taka couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "Sure enough, Hideo Kawashima's side was also sniped?"

In fact, he should have thought that Kuroiwa Tatsuji would not hesitate to make such a big move, just to kill Ken Nishimoto? Then why not change to a more unaware way? There are many ways to cause accidental death, and there is no need to use such an exaggerated way. And since Ken Nishimoto was killed, could he let go of Hideo Kawashima, who was still being guarded in the public hall?

"Well," Conan's affirmative tone confirmed his suspicions, "just when everyone was in a mess because of the explosion on your side, someone pretended to be a police officer and went to assassinate Hideo Kawashima under the guise of delivering orders!"

Thinking about it like this, Conan is still inevitably a little afraid. If he had reacted a little later just now, it was estimated that he would only be able to feel angry and helpless in front of Hideo Kawashima's corpse at this time.

At the moment when Conan slammed open the door and rushed in, Hideo Kawashima was already pale, and his eyes were white. He immediately twisted the knobs on his shoes, jumped on the stool, and shot at the ashtray on the table!

Dr. Asa is worthy of being a great inventor with world-leading black technology, and the boots that have been modified by his hand of God to enhance the strength of the feet, plus the hands of Conan, who is extremely talented in football, the bonus to its power is estimated to be calculated exponentially.

So, an ashtray was kicked out of the railgun by Conan like this! The killer only felt a sharp force coming straight to his face, so that he couldn't help but let go of the rope around Hideo Kawashima's neck, and instinctively blocked it in front of him.

"Bang!" With a heavy crash, the policeman-looking man suddenly felt a piercing spoiler coming from his forearm, and couldn't help but let out a deep muffled snort. At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of a dislocated joint.

And that's not all. Although he blocked the ashtray kicked by the strange imp, he couldn't stop the wave of air generated by the ashtray breaking through the air. That wave of anger directly lifted off the police hat he was wearing!

Fortunately, he now covered his face with his hands, but he didn't dare to linger any longer, and directly and decisively smashed through the window and escaped.

"Damn!" Conan looked at the prisoner who had escaped through the window, and Conan wanted to chase him directly and arrest him. But he also knew that now was not the time to go after someone, because he had to check Hideo Kawashima's situation immediately!

As soon as the man let go of his hand, Hideo Kawashima slid straight from his chair like a snake with his bones removed and smashed to the ground. His face had taken on a dying pale, and his chest had long since risen and fallen.

Conan couldn't help but be in a hurry, and hurriedly jumped off the table, reaching out and tearing off the rope that tightly held Kawashima's neck. After reaching out and touching his neck, Conan's face couldn't help but change. The carotid artery pulse is no longer palpable, which means that the blood circulation has stopped, and if CPR is not performed immediately, in a few minutes, the person named Hideo Kawashima will be transformed into a cold corpse.

But the moment Conan prepares for CPR, he discovers an extremely embarrassing problem. That is, his strength is too small! With the strength of a seven- or eight-year-old child, there is no way to perform effective CPR.

At this moment, Conan was really a little helpless, did he want to use the power of jumping to step on his chest? No, not only would he not be able to control his strength, but if he stepped on his sternum too hard at that time, it would accelerate Kawashima's death!

Damn, why did that guy Doctor only invent shoes that increase foot strength, but not gloves that increase hand strength!

[Damn, how good my body would be if I was still Kudo Shinichi at this time!]

Just when Conan was scratching his head and thinking hard, he was at a loss, and the savior arrived.

"Phew, Conan, what are you doing so fast—yes!

Seeing Hideo Kawashima lying on the ground, lifeless, Xiaolan couldn't help but instinctively exclaim.

was also shocked and speechless, as well as Chengshi, who ran with her.

"Ah, Sister Xiaolan, and Dr. Chengshi, you are here just in time!" Seeing Chengshi following behind Xiaolan, Conan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted her, "Mr. Kawashima has just been attacked, and now he needs immediate emergency treatment!"

"Huh...... Eh, was attacked? What's going on? Conan, are you okay?"

Although Xiaolan was a little confused about the situation, she was still instinctively worried about Conan's own safety.

"I'm fine, the prisoner ran away when he saw me suddenly appear!" Conan said casually, "After the detailed scene, if you don't hurry up now, this Mr. Kawashima will die!"

"Ah, yes, Dr. Chengshi, please!" Xiaolan couldn't help but turn her head and said to Chengshi.

"Huh...... Huh?"

Chengshi, who was called by Xiaolan, seemed to be a little absent-minded, just looking at Hideo Kawashima, who was lying on the ground, motionless.

Conan could see the hatred flashing in her eyes, and more confusion. Her clenched fists turned slightly white, and even her shoulders trembled slightly, and you could see the extent of her inner turmoil and struggle.

Conan also knew that this was a bit difficult for a strong man, after all, lying in front of her was the great enemy who killed her entire family and made her live in fear for so many years. It would have been merciful for her not to give him a ride herself, let alone save him.

But she's a doctor...... At this moment, only she can save a life that is about to disappear!

"Dr. Sungsil!"

Just as Chengshi was shaken, a childish but stern voice brought her consciousness back to his body. Then she met a pair of small, but transparent, bright, mirror-like eyes.

At that moment, as if he could reflect the filth and darkness in his heart, Chengshi couldn't help but instinctively skim his head.

"Dr. Sungsil!!"

Seeing Chengshi turn his head away, Conan couldn't help but be in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted again.

This time, he focused on the pronunciation of the word "doctor"!

At that moment, Chengshi's body trembled violently, and the hatred in his eyes flashed, but looking at those two pairs of eyes with anticrisy and sincerity, Chengshi felt that more other emotions surged up. That trace of hatred, after all, was slowly suppressed.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, the fog in her eyes had dissipated. All that remains is the composure of being a healer and the firm desire to save a life.

"Conan, open his mouth, see if he doesn't have dentures in his mouth, if there is any, take it off and put it aside, and then lift his chin up and open the airway!

Cheng Shi practically rolled up his sleeves, then walked to Kawashima's right side and knelt down, pressed his hands on his chest, and began to press.

"27, 28, 29, 30! Conan, pinch his nose and blow two breaths into his mouth!"

"Huh?!"

"Hurry up, we must get him back to breathing on his own as soon as possible!"

“……”

Conan stared at the wrinkled old face, then at the two flower-like faces next to him, and finally took a deep breath of grief and indignation......

"Poofha—ouch!"

After hearing that Conan was forced to have an intimate encounter with an old man in his fifties and sixties, Hawkya, who was talking to Conan, couldn't help but burst out laughing. But he didn't expect that Le Ji was sad, and he touched the wound that had just been sewn up, and let out a cry of pain.

"Laugh at the fart! Don't think so dirty, okay! I'm saving people! This is a very serious artificial respiration!"

Originally, Conan could have comforted himself and regarded this incident as a noble act of healing and saving people, but the barbell-like laughter of Eagle Arrow was like a sharp knife, deeply inserting his scar that had not yet fully healed, making him sad and angry.

"I know! I know! Artificial respiration!" Eagle Arrow finally held back a laugh, "Save someone's life, it's better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter!"

"Okay, don't be poor," Conan couldn't get angry at his teasing tone, "Hideo Kawashima's life is saved for the time being." However, if the other party finds out that it is not successful, there will definitely be a second attack!"

"So, we have to find that dead fat man and solve it quickly!" Eagle Arrow nodded slightly, "Anyway, the evidence in my hands is basically enough." Coupled with the two witnesses, Hideo Kawashima and Ken Nishimoto, it's time to put an end to this case. Humph......"

"How do you want to toss him then?" Conan couldn't help but feel a chill when he heard Takaya's malicious tone.

"Okay, okay, I promised you, I won't torture their bodies, okay?" said Hawkya angrily.

"Well, I suddenly think it's okay to teach them a lesson, as long as it's not too excessive......"

Unexpectedly, Conan didn't talk about a bunch of big truths this time, but said something like this.

"Eh, what's the matter, is this still what the great detective with a sense of justice said?" Hearing Conan's words, Eagleya was shocked at first, and then seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but show a strange smile, "Oh, I see, you really still have a grudge for your pure kiss......"

"Fart, am I that kind of person!" Conan retorted righteously.

Well, I say so, but I don't know what I think in my heart......

"By the way, Eagle, just now, I went to the room where the piano was and knew how to interpret the sheet music. ”

Saying this, Conan couldn't help but pull out a quarter of the sheet music of the chapter, reflect the light, and carefully record something in his notebook.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Eagle Ya couldn't help laughing, and quickly propped himself up and took the two sheet music from the pocket of his clothes next to him.

"Ah, that's a code that's easy to decipher," Conan said, translating the notes from the sheet music in his notebook, "starting from the left side of the piano keyboard, put the 26 letters in order, and repeat the previous order on the keyboard at the back." And then finally spell it out in romanization, which is the message that this sheet music is trying to convey!"

"Uncle De, help me bring the pen and notebook on the table over there!"

Takaya looked at the two slightly yellowed sheet music, and began to convert the stave into words little by little in his mind.

"So, according to this rule, the code on the quarter of Zhang Le's score that you gave me earlier can be translated as ......"

Saying this, Conan finally put down the pen in his hand, looked at the Roman pronunciation translated from the notebook, and read it word by word.

"That thing—hidden—" Conan pushed his glasses, "although these are the only words that can be completely put together into words and short sentences because of the missing fragments, it can also be deduced that this score is indeed hiding something." ”

"Ah...... Oh, yes...... Keiji Aso did hide something...... We all seem to be thinking wrong, though......"

Eagle Ya looked at the notebook, the words translated according to the notes, and his face couldn't help but become complicated.

The two sheets of music in his hand happened to be the first and the second. But after reading the beginning, he understood that everything was wrong.

Yes, they were wrong, even the four Hideo Kawashima back then were wrong.

What is hidden in this score is not what they imagined at all.

"What do you mean?" said Conan on the other end, confused.

"This sheet music is not a treasure map at all, just a letter, a letter that is twelve years late......"

Taka silently put away the score and sighed slightly, not telling what it was like.

"Letters?" Conan couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard Takaya's words.

"Yes, now it's only the fourth sheet music from Hideo Kawashima's side, and all the puzzles have been solved......"

Takaya closed the notebook, then climbed out of bed, looking out the window at the moonlight, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I've seen the end of logic. ”