The next morning, Shiraishi found the hospital where Nakamura was staying.

Nakamura Sada, who had regained consciousness at this time, and her body had become clean, she leaned weakly on the hospital bed, and finally had the appearance of a beautiful writer.

She was a little surprised to see a stranger come to visit her. Shiraishi briefly introduced himself, told her what happened yesterday by the way, and finally handed over the piece of jewelry and watch.

About the thief group, Shiraishi didn't tell Nakamura Sada.

Anyway, the Shiraishi family and the previous generation of the Nakamura family also knew each other, and it was up to him to tell Nakamura Sada, whose grandfather was the leader of the thief group, and it always felt a little embarrassing that they made their fortune like this.

When she met the Twilight Police Department at the entrance of the hospital just now, Shiraishi heard him say that the two robbers had already confided the truth as soon as they woke up, and the police should have told her about it.

Nakamura listened carefully to what Shiraishi said, hugged the pillow and sighed.

Although she felt her grandfather's intentions, in a sense, it was precisely because of the covetousness of the gangsters that she was imprisoned for two or three days, her body was weak, and she could not submit the manuscript on time......

After thanking Shiraishi, a haggard Nakamura Sada, put the watch back in the box and set it aside.

Shiraishi secretly looked at the light screen, and was satisfied to find that Grandpa Nakamura did what he said - the task was completed.

He got up and took his leave, ready to go home and stare at the fox to catch up on his homework.

Entering the corridor and just closing the door, Shiraishi suddenly heard a surprise voice from the side: "Mr. Shiraishi!" ”

Shiraishi was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw Mao Lilan standing at the door of the next ward, followed by a primary school student.

After greeting the two, Shiraishi asked suspiciously, "Are you here to visit?" ”

Mao Lilan nodded helplessly.

Pushing open the door, on the hospital bed next to the door, there was a Maori Kogoro lying with a vegetable face.

The uncle had a plaster cast hanging from his lap and sighed. As he drove home last night, he got a little foggy and accidentally drove his car onto the sidewalk and crashed into a street tree.

Shiraishi expressed his condolences on his face, but he always felt that it was not so simple. I'm afraid there will be another case......

While Mori Lan was taking care of Mori Kogoro, Conan secretly tugged at Shiraishi's sleeve.

Shiraishi thought of such a show last night, not in the hospital, but also in his shop.

It's not good to live next to the protagonist.,Although you can pick up a lot of tasks along with it.,But from time to time it's used as an intelligence machine.。

Fortunately, he should have made it up, he had already made it up last night, ask it casually, and he will lose if it exceeds the question bank.

Shiraishi Station is located relatively inward, so it is only natural that Conan will go out first.

While he had his back to this side, and the others didn't look at him, Shiraishi turned on the light screen and poked a private chat for Momiji.

Conan walked to a less populated corner.

Shiraishi retracted the light screen, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that his back was facing away from him, and his hand was itching to find an anesthetic needle and prick it.

Of course, he held back, and before Conan stopped, he seamlessly switched to the cozy smile of a good guy.

Conan turned around without realizing it, and mysteriously handed Shiraishi a piece of paper.

- He actually drew a portrait of the mask mask. The painting skills are not too good, and I didn't draw a tenth of the handsomeness of the deity, but the basic meaning can be expressed: the self-scroll, the mask, and especially the skull lines on the mask.

Bai Shi was stunned, the mask mask still hides this kind of detail? He didn't pay much attention to himself.

As he looked at the picture, Conan described all the behaviors of the mask mask he knew, and finally asked, "Do you have any news of this person?" ”

"This is the 'thief' who broke through the empty door yesterday, I heard Mr. Maori say it."

Shiraishi handed the portrait back to him, then shook his head in anticipatory eyes: "I'll try to check it when I get home, but I don't have this person in my database, and I don't have an impression of him." ”

Conan didn't believe it at first.

But after looking at Shiraishi's sincere eyes, he thought about it and felt that there was indeed such a possibility.

In the past, the black cat stopped the murder, and it was able to get straight to the point, unscathed, and it seemed to have gotten the strategy neatly.

But yesterday he was so embarrassed, a good white fox, dyed like a rag, and he had to rely on the cat to find him medicine...... If all this is due to a deviation in Shiraishi's intelligence, then this situation can be explained.

Thinking of this, Conan had a new idea: "The black cat hasn't contacted you?" Does he have any clues? ”

Shiraishi sighed worriedly: "I sent a message yesterday, but he hasn't replied to ......"

As soon as he said this, a message suddenly sounded on him. The two of them were stunned at the same time.

"Sorry, I forgot to mute."

Shiraishi took out his phone and turned it to silent - of course, this was not a special machine for the black-clothed organization issued by the system, but a new mobile phone that he had picked up before.

Times are changing faster and faster, and it is really inconvenient to not have a mobile phone, coupled with the recent surge in income, Shiraishi finally quit the "wait party" and chose a mobile phone with sleek corners and a hard body, which can be used as a shield when necessary.

He lowered his head and pressed the message, reading Momiji's letter of free play, and sighed again.

Although Conan couldn't help but speak, the curiosity in his whole body was about to overflow.

Shiraishi turned the screen frankly and gave him a look.

This made Conan's eyes light up - if it was something else, Shiraishi didn't need to show him his phone at all, and Shiraishi's move showed that this fresh message was sent by the black cat.

He's sure to bring useful intel!

However, when I got closer to the screen, there were just a few lines on it:

[I don't know.] You don't want to check

PS: Stay away from the detective, bad luck]

"......" Conan twitched twice from the corner of his eye, who is unlucky!

The word count is low, and there is not much useful information.

But one thing Conan is sure of - the black cat can't really know anything about mutes, otherwise he wouldn't have left such a message as "don't check" so decisively.

It seems that dumbness is really dangerous...... Could it be that his previous guess was wrong, in fact, he is related to the black-clad organization, and belongs to a faction that does not like to make troubles and prefers assassination?

Conan thought as he looked up to get a sneak peek at the phone number or note.

This model of mobile phone, if there is a note, you can't see the original number.

Conan glanced at the remarks and froze.

“…… 110？ He repeated in surprise.

"Hmm." Bai Shi thoughtfully didn't care about him looking around, "He's too good at causing trouble, if I note my name directly, in case I lose my phone and one of his enemies picks it up, I'll be very dangerous."

"The note is 110, mixed with public numbers such as 119, 177, and 188, which will be easy to ignore, and you can usually do the same." Shiraishi seems to be a friendly suggestion.

"Haha, thanks, I'll think about it." Conan laughed dryly. Although it seems to make a lot of sense...... But you're overdoing it!

Or is it that the black cat's enemies have reached this point?

Conan was speechless for a moment, and then wanted to click on the number details.

But Shiraishi took back the phone before he touched the button, as if he was embarrassed: "This ......"

“…… Okay, I understand, can't tell me. Conan pressed his forehead tiredly.

If you want to say that you only faintly felt the black cat's dislike of you before, then judging from the remarks in the text message just now, your intuition is quite accurate, and he is indeed disliked.

But......

"You really don't plan to check it out on the [Bayi Chinese www.81zw.xyz Network]?" Conan was still worried about the mute.

Check the black cat, just to satisfy your curiosity, check the dumb, it is already a sense of responsibility, that person is a unstable element in society at a glance.

Shiraishi is very good at gathering intelligence, and he has been saving people all the time, so when this kind of thing happens, can he really bear not to investigate?