"It looks like a dislocated elbow."

Fujino saved his chin and began to check the medical knowledge in his brain, "Where else does it hurt?" ”

"Ankles."

Hattori Heiji saw Fujino's professional appearance and replied.

"Well, it doesn't seem like there were any broken bones."

Fujino groaned, put his hand in his pocket, and casually took out a thousand yen from his carry-on space, "Conan, you go and see if there are any pharmacies nearby and buy some hydrogen peroxide alcohol gauze or something." ”

"Hey ......"

Conan glanced at Fujino speechlessly, "Are you going to ......?"

"I happen to have studied a little bit of medicine, and this guy's injury in Hattori is not serious, I can handle it."

As he spoke, Fujino put his hand on Hattori Heiji's wrist, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with a smile: "My strength may be a little strong, you bear with it." ”

"Did you study medicine?"

Hattori Heiji looked stunned: "What bear with me?" ”

Fujino didn't answer his question, just stretched out his hand and forced.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones.

"Ahh

Osaka-chanko let out a shout that resounded all around.

"Didn't I tell you to put up with it?"

Fujino speechlessly glanced at Heiji Hattori, who was grinning.

Hattori Heiji was a little helpless: "It hurts, ......"

"I was worse than you when I was hit by a big truck."

Fujino began to boast about his glorious deeds, "I didn't say a word at the time. ”

"Really?"

Heiji Hattori had a skeptical expression.

But if you think about it carefully, you have lost your memory from the collision, so you must have hit him worsely......

If Fujino's words were to be true, it would not be impossible.

"What am I lying to you for?"

Fujino glanced at Hattori Heiji, full of energy.

Well, he really didn't say anything at first.

It was directly wounded to death.

- Neither of them said the same thing.

Hattori Heiji laughed and said, "Then, can you light it?" ”

"I can't."

Fujino's face turned cold, and then he touched his ankle again.

Forehead......

Click!

There was another crisp sound of bones.

Yes...... Woo.

This time, Hattori stopped screaming halfway through, covered his mouth, and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes.

"This guy is definitely communiquéing personal vendetta, right?"

Conan looked at Hattori Heiji, who was being treated by Fujino and wept bitterly, and immediately swallowed.

As for what revenge is it for?

Could it be the two of them eating melons and watching the play before?

Fujino, this guy, really has revenge......

Conan glanced at Hattori Heiji with a slight sympathy.

But after thinking about it carefully, then again, he seems to have eaten melons too.

No way...... Fujino, that guy wouldn't do anything to a child......

"Little brother Conan, what are you still doing in a daze?"

At this time, Fujino turned his head and said with a smile on Conan's face, "Go buy medicine." ”

"I'll go!"

Conan came to his senses, picked up the pigeon and ran away.

I'm afraid that Fujino will give it to him later, and on the grounds that he may also be injured, he will come to a wave of forcible bone correction.

…………

When Conan finished buying what Fujino had explained, he saw an outrageous scene as soon as he came back.

Fujino stood aside wearing white gloves, while Heiji Hattori was lying on the side of the road sweating profusely, tears of remorse streaming down his eyes.

I knew it earlier...... It's not extreme drag racing.

Conan handed the medicine to Fujino.

Then there was another torture of hydrogen peroxide and alcohol.

Bubbles, followed by a pig-killing shout.

【Rescue behavior detected】

[Congratulations to the host for earning 100 Medic Professional Proficiency Points]

"That should be pretty much it."

Fujino wiped a handful of beads of sweat that didn't exist, got up, and felt a lot better.

Heiji Hattori sat on the ground, a little crying without tears.

And Conan can also be sure at this time.

- Fujino, this guy is communiquéing personal vendetta!

"It really doesn't hurt anymore......"

Hattori Heiji stood up from the ground, moved his body, and sighed with some emotion.

He had thought that Fujino was deliberately taking revenge on him.

It seems that he misunderstood people.

Inexplicably, he felt a little guilty.

"But then again, where did you learn your medical skills?"

Hattori Heiji was a little confused.

Everyone is a high school detective, how can you know how to heal?

Still so skilled.

And this technique seems to be traditional Chinese medicine?

Traditional Chinese medicine is still very rare in this place of neon.

Conan also looked at Fujino suspiciously.

"I learned my medical skills a long time ago from an old gentleman I met while climbing a mountain."

Fujino explained in a casual voice according to the memory in his head, "That old gentleman taught me a lot, but after teaching me medicine for a month, he disappeared. ”

"Old gentleman?"

Both nodded in contemplation.

…………

After that, an ambulance arrived at the scene and took Hattori Heiji away.

Then, Fujino took Conan back to the Suzuki Museum of Art.

As soon as they returned to the museum, Fujino and Conan met Shiro Suzuki's secretary, Mato Nishino.

In addition to Nishino, there are two other people who are negotiating with him.

A young woman, and an old man with gray hair from the Mediterranean.

The woman was wearing a light blue-green dress with a white coat, carrying a shoulder bag, her hair was light brown to gold, and the color of her pupils was gray, the same as the previous Pu Si Qinglan.

The old man was dressed in a decent black suit, and he looked like he was supposed to be a housekeeper.

"Mr. Nishino."

Fujino took Conan and walked up to say hello.

"Detective Fujino."

After seeing Fujino, Nishino greeted him respectfully, "There is news from the Nakamori Police Department, thanks to your plan, this operation was a great success." ”

"It's just the right thing to do."

Fujino turned his head to look at a man and a woman on the side, and said, "Who are these two?" ”

"Hello, my name is Natsumi Kasaka."

Kasaka Natsumi bowed slightly, and introduced the old man beside her: "This is our housekeeper, Mr. Sawabe." ”

Afterwards, she turned to Fujino and Nishino, "There are some things we would like to explain to President Suzuki about the Emperor's Easter Egg introduced in this museum. ”

"It's really unfortunate that he happened to go out."

Nishino Mato explained with a smile, "If there is anything you can explain to me first, and then I will convey it to the president." ”

"However, I still want to talk to the president in person."

Natsumi Kasaka took a deep breath and continued, "If you can, please give President Suzuki a call." ”

"Well...... this"

Nishino Majin smiled awkwardly: "It's really inconvenient to ...... him now."

"By the way, I remember Mr. Suzuki, he must have been drinking with Uncle Maori."

Fujino leaned over to Nishino's side and whispered, "Should I ......?"

"Hmm."

Nishino nodded helplessly, "Chairman he and Mr. Mori got drunk at the hotel......"

"Uh...... Let me tell you. ”

Although Fujino had probably guessed it, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Strange had to be convenient, it turned out to be drunk.

As a secretary, Masato Nishino naturally wouldn't let outsiders meet Shiro Suzuki, who was drunk.

But how can Shiro Suzuki still be like Uncle Maori, drinking until he gets drunk.

Uncle Maori: This is contagious......

"Miss Kasaka, today the thief Kidd just launched a theft operation on the Emperor's Easter Egg, and I am the detective entrusted with protection."

As he spoke, Fujino took out a business card and handed it to Natsumi Kasaka.

Natsumi Kasaka took the business card.

It was a white background with a black detective agency address, the detective agency's contact number, as well as his personal contact number, and a business card with his name.

This was made by Fujino before coming to Osaka, and he never had a chance to give it away, but today he finally had a chance.

"Fujino Tongji, Fujino-kun?"

Natsumi Kasaka took the business card and muttered.

"High school student detective Fujino."

The butler on the side explained: "I heard in the newspaper that he is a famous detective who has repelled several strange thieves Kidd, and has also solved many murder cases and criminal syndicate cases. ”

"That's me."

Fujino Fujino nodded and said, "Mr. Suzuki is very busy right now because of the matter of the Egg of Memory, and I don't have time to meet with you for the time being, if it is about the Egg of Memory, you can talk to me and Mr. Nishino first, and then we will convey it to President Suzuki." ”

"That's right."

Natsumi Kasaka nodded and said, "Actually, just a few days ago, when I was sorting out my grandmother's relics, I accidentally found a broken design drawing, and the design drawn on it was exactly the same as the emperor's Easter egg in this profile. ”

As she spoke, she handed the Suzuki Museum of Art brochure to Fujino, and then pulled out an old design drawing from her pocket.

The drawing on the drawing is exactly half of the egg of memory, as for why it is half, because the design drawing as a whole has been torn apart, and at the bottom of the drawing drawing, the words "egg of memory" are also marked.

"This is indeed an egg of memory."

Nishino Masato looked at the Egg of Memories and asked, "But how is this egg a little different from the Egg of Memories in our exhibition?" ”

"I guess it's been torn off."

Fujino looked at the design and saved his chin, "Originally, this was supposed to be a big picture, with two eggs on it, but after it was torn off, it happened to be able to piece together one, and if you look closely, the part with the word "memory" is actually exactly the same as the egg of memory. ”

"I see."

Nishino looked at the part when he heard this.

Conan also frowned slightly, observed for a moment, and agreed with Fujino's statement.

In fact, this kind of thing, even if you don't need to remember it, Fujino can find it.

After all, this picture is really a little incongruous when put together, one big and one small.

I really don't know to what extent I was forcibly downgraded to be so blind that I couldn't find this.

After a pause, Fujino continued: "If this one blueprint is true, then there should actually be two eggs of memory, and if it is two eggs, then it stands to reason that the same blueprint should not be used, that is, the one I protect is actually only one of the two......"

"Two?"

Nishino nodded, "Indeed, if that's the case, then there should be two eggs of memory as Detective Fujino said." ”

"However, I didn't know that we had another egg of memories in our house."

Natsumi Kasaka wondered, "And in my grandmother's inheritance, I haven't found another one." ”

"That's not known."

Fujino thought back to his memories and said in a deep voice, "But perhaps, we can get another clue from our egg of memory." ”

Conan was stunned for a moment and glanced up at Fujino.

Although he was also sure that there were two eggs of memory.

But how did Fujino determine that there was a clue to another memory egg on the other memory egg......

Detective intuition again?

Damn, why didn't he?

After a simple exchange, Natsumi Kasaka gave her mobile phone number to Fujino.

And Nishino Masato plans to report this matter tomorrow after Shiro Suzuki sobers up.

After that, Natsumi Kasaka, who got the answer, left with the housekeeper.

(End of chapter)