"You take your pants off first."

Fujino held a large needle in his left hand, and reached forward with his right hand, making a gesture to pull Conan's pants.

"Wait! What are you doing with my pants?! ”

Conan heard Fujino's whisper and panicked.

He hurt his stomach.

What are you doing with his pants in public?

"Adrenaline injections, of course."

Fujino is serious: "In your current situation, the buttocks are the best place to inject. ”

He's certainly not a pervert, but an adrenaline rush.

He also didn't have any good hemostatic drugs in his hand, and conventional hemostasis methods could not delay the bleeding of the abdominal arteries, so he could only temporarily use epinephrine to stimulate the contraction of the artery walls to stop the bleeding.

With his medical career bonus, this level of arterial hemorrhage, not much of a problem.

At least you won't be able to die for a few more hours.

"Uh-huh!"

A few people on the side nodded in agreement: "When I had a cold before, I had a butt needle. ”

"Can that be the same?!"

Conan was speechless for a while, and cast his pitiful little eyes on Gray Plains and Dr. Asasa.

As if asking for help.

Gray Plains: "......"

Indifferently turned his head.

"Work...... Conan, ......"

Dr. Asasa almost subconsciously called out Kudo's name.

But fortunately, he reacted in time and immediately changed his words.

After a pause, his tone was a little helpless: "You'd better take off your pants and let Fujino tie, if you lose too much blood and go into shock, you will be in trouble." ”

"Well, Dr. Asa is right."

Fujino pushed the adrenaline needle: "If you don't have more blood than you have now, you will definitely go into shock...... I'm a bit strong, you have to bear with it. ”

Conan: "......"

He's a seventeen-year-old high school detective!

How can it be looked down upon by elementary school students!

It's better to die than to be looked at!

…………

The sunset breeze blows slightly, bringing a little coolness.

[Detected that the host is undergoing medical treatment, the system white-clothed archangel professional skill provides: 100% healing effect and 100% mental recovery bonus]

[If the host is detected to be receiving medical treatment, the system will automatically reward: 200 points of good medical professional proficiency points]

Two system prompts came from Fujino's ears.

He lifted the medicine box when he heard the sound, and as soon as he stood up, he heard Ayumi on the side ask worriedly: "Conan, how is he...... Why don't you speak? ”

"I've given him an adrenaline rush and it shouldn't be a big deal now."

Fujino glanced at Conan.

Naturally, I knew why he didn't speak, but he still explained in a flat tone: "As for why he didn't speak, it may be because of a trance caused by excessive blood loss." ”

"Is that so?"

Ayumi was a little puzzled, but looked at Conan and nodded.

At this time, Conan was lying on a blanket with a bandage around his waist.

His face was calm, his eyes were fixed on the setting sun, and his eyes seemed to have lost their highlights, and he looked like six gods and no master.

I was looked at by an elementary school student, and it was Ayumi who looked at it......

Conan: There is no love .jpg life

…………

A few minutes later, Twilight Thirteen arrives at the scene with a large group of men.

Conan is lifted into the ambulance.

I don't know if it's because of excessive blood loss, or because of Fujino's adrenaline injection, I'm a little in a trance.

The three gangsters were arrested, one was taken to the morgue and two were taken to the police station for interrogation.

"Aha!"

Piercing laughter echoed throughout the forest.

Twilight Thirteen glanced at the long-haired man who was still laughing wildly when he was escorted into the police car, and looked at Fujino a little speechlessly: "Brother Fujino...... What's going on with that guy? ”

"He probably went crazy because he couldn't stand the fact that he killed his accomplices......

Fujino shook his head, "The psychological endurance of people is really poor now. ”

"Obviously you hit me with a wooden knife......

Twilight Thirteen muttered to herself.

After thinking about it, he asked Fujino again, "By the way, what about the spear that the mushroom head shot Conan ...... We didn't find anything when we searched it. ”

"Gun...... Oh yes. ”

When Fujino heard this, he suddenly remembered something.

He pulls a pistol out of his pocket and hands it to Twilight Thirteen, sneering, "I captured this pistol when I knocked out that mushroom head, and you can see how good I remember, I almost forgot to turn it in." ”

Twilight Thirteen: "......"

If he didn't ask, Brother Fujino wouldn't want to take this gun for himself, right?

Why does it feel like it's wilting?

Soon, however, Twilight Thirteen throws the idea in the trash.

How could a kind and brave person like Brother Fujino want to find a gun as evidence?

Twilight Thirteen glanced at the body armor on Fujino's chest.

Even if you want to, you should come to him for it.

Well, he must have been overthinking.

…………

Several members of the Junior Detective Corps accompany Conan to Rice Flower General Hospital, while Fujino drives back to the Metropolitan Police Department with Twilight Thirteen to take notes.

This time, after all, a person died in the process of action, and it was still very difficult to push the transcript away.

But fortunately, before the action, Fujino had already compiled the transcript after the fact...... No, the editing came out, so the transcription went smoothly.

In addition, it was Miwako Sato, an old acquaintance, who made a transcript for him, and in less than an hour, the transcript was made.

Metropolitan Police Department's parking lot.

Fujino came out of the back door of the Metropolitan Police Department and turned to say hello to Miwako Sato.

Then, he found his car in the parking lot, according to his memories when he came.

"Transcript of this thing...... It's still a bit of a hassle......"

Fujino grumbled and stretched.

I was just about to get into the car, but there was a vibration in my trouser pocket.

He took out his mobile phone, and saw a text message on the mobile phone screen: [How is the transcript? 】

Fujino glanced at Gray Hara's text message, and quickly tapped his fingers on the buttons: [Today's transcript was made with the help of Officer Sato, and now it has been completed, how is the situation over there? ] 】

Gray Yuan Wai replied after a while: [Edogawa has come out of the operating room, although there is no blood type of his blood type in the blood bank of the hospital, but fortunately, the girl who lives across the street from our house has the same blood type as him, so the progress is quite smooth. 】

"The girl who lives across the street, Xiaolan?"

Fujino stared at the text message on the phone screen and muttered: "It seems that the identity of this kid Conan has been discovered by Xiaolan again......"

In his impression, Xiaolan transfused Conan because he suspected that Conan was Shinichi Kudo.

At the same time, she is also gambling.

The gambling hospital detected that the two of them had the same blood type, because she and Kudo Shinichi had the same blood type.

Obviously, as Ke Xue's luck, she made the right bet.

At the same time, he also indirectly stoned Conan to Kudo Shinichi.

However, Fujino is not worried about whether Conan will be exposed.

Strictly speaking, it should be uncaring.

- Conan's exposure or not doesn't have much to do with him.

……

As the night deepens, Rice Flower General Hospital.

Fujino: [I'll go over now...... By the way, what would you like to eat at night? 】

Gray Yuan Wai: [I'll go home and ask Sister Mingmei, I don't know if she has had dinner.] 】

Fujino: [I just called her, and she had already gone to the Poirot café across the street to eat by herself. 】

Gray Yuan held up his mobile phone, and his little finger quickly typed: [Then you can decide when you go home (laughs)]

After sending the text message, as soon as he put away his mobile phone, his flat eyes were attracted by Xiaolan.

"Conan ......"

At this time, Xiaolan was sitting next to the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on Conan who was lying on the hospital bed.

The eyes don't look like they're looking at a child.

"Have you seen through your identity?"

Gray Yuan looked at Xiaolan and naturally noticed this.

If she didn't guess wrong, now the girl who lives opposite should have discovered Kudo Shinichi's true identity.

"I hope that after waking up with Kudo, I won't do anything irrational."

"Organizational matters, anyone who gets involved in it will become unfortunate......"

Gray Yuan muttered secretly in his heart, lowered his eyes and lowered his head, and suddenly thought of Fujino.

She wasn't sure if there was a point about her identity that Fujino would find out, and what she would do then.

Although she was sure that Fujino was the rumored man in the white robe, and that he had indeed saved her that night at the hotel, she was not sure.

Not sure why the other party would know she was in danger.

Not sure if the other party really knows about the organization.

Everything seemed to be a mystery, shrouded in her mind.

But she was sure of one thing.

That is, she would never tell him about herself until she was sure that Fujino knew about the organization.

Just keep the status quo and follow him.

This is the only thing she can do as a lonely, floating in the endless night.

…………

Fujino drove to Yonka General Hospital.

On the road, a car suddenly exploded, blocking a car, and wasting a lot of time.

Pulling into the crowded parking lot, Fujino pushed the door open and was greeted by a tall white building that was more than ten stories tall.

"Sure enough, no matter what the era, the hospital is the richest place......"

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a female voice came from behind him.

Fujino subconsciously dodged his figure, and saw a nurse speeding past him on an emergency stretcher.

"Severe trauma, fractures, with third-degree burns...... Got into a car accident? It should have been blown up......"

Fujino subconsciously analyzed the injuries on the man in the brown tweed trench coat, and suddenly frowned.

The outfit on that man's body is a little familiar......

Looks like animal tissue?

It couldn't have been the zoo people who just got bombed, right?

If that's the case, then this group of people is eyeing the bombed car.

"No wonder the traffic jam has been getting worse lately."

Fujino muttered, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced at the ward number left by Gray Yuan: "Ward 221 on the second floor...... That is, 221B......"

"Well, it's worthy of Conan, you can live in a hospital with the same house number as Sherlock Holmes."

Fujino secretly complained in his heart.

Soon, he found Ward [221].

When I opened the door of the ward, I saw everyone gathered around the ward.

Xiaolan sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, looking unusually worried.

Similarly, Fujino also saw the abnormality in Xiaolan's eyes.

- I guess I can see the identity of this kid.

Fujino came to the same conclusion as Ashi Hara.

"Maori brother, Xiaolan."

Fujino stepped forward to say hello, glanced at Conan with his eyes closed, and asked, "How is Conan doing now?" ”

"He's out of risk."

Hearing this, Xiaolan turned her head and stood up, bowing slightly towards Fujino: "Senior, I have heard about the first aid you performed on Conan, and even the doctor said that this first aid is very timely, if something happens to him...... I really ......."

After a pause, Xiaolan suddenly reacted, and then continued: "I really don't know how to explain to this child's family. ”

"Nothing ......"

Fujino waved his hand indifferently.

Anyway, he didn't save in vain.

At least 200 proficiency points for a good doctor were prostituted for nothing.

"Ahhh~"

As the night wore on, a few of the boys' detectives yawned in unison.

"Are you sleepy?"

Dr. Asa asked the others, "I'll take you home." ”

"Nope!"

"We're not sleepy at all!"

"We're going to stay here with Conan."

A few small stubborn ones said.

"Alright, Conan needs to recuperate now."

Dr. Asasa said, "Besides, you can come back tomorrow." ”

"If you don't go home, your parents should be worried."

Gray Yuan echoed, and then tugged at the corner of Fujino's clothes: "Let's go home too." ”

…………

The Ford Taurus drives on the roads of Tokyo.

Fujino sat in the cab and asked Gray Hara, who was sitting in the co-pilot, "Xiao Ai, how about we eat out today?" ”

"It's not too late now, it's a bit of a hassle to cook, and it's not bad to go out to eat."

Gray Yuan nodded, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, thought about it, and continued: "When I read food magazines before, I saw a Chinese restaurant that is quite close to here and has a good reputation, how about eating there?" ”

"Chinese restaurant...... Check it out. ”

Following the guidance of Gray Yuanai, Fujino drove all the way to a Chinese restaurant called [Yang Ji Xiaoguan].

The exterior of this Chinese restaurant is wooden, and the overall color tone is red, which imitates the Chinese style.

Fujino pushed open the door with Ash Hara.

A waiter in a suit and vest came up to greet him warmly.

"Huh?!"

Just as the two of them were about to sit down, there was a sudden sound of surprise on the side.

Fujino looked back and saw several men of all shapes looking at him directly.

A fat man stepped forward and asked Fujino, "Are you the Detective Fujino?" ”

"Do I know you?"

Fujino's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fat man in front of him, without any impression.

The fat man was wearing an orange jacket and jeans, chubby, wavy curly hair, and a small goatee on his chin, which gave him the feeling of a greasy middle-aged leader uncle in a bumpy movie.

"Yes, yes, I was negligent."

The fat man hurriedly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fujino: "Shiro Shimokawabata is a filmmaker. ”

Fujino took the business card, looked at it, and it was indeed correct with its information, and then wondered, "May I ask Mr. Kawabata if there is something wrong with me?" ”

"There's really something I want to trouble you......"

Shiro Kawabata invited with a smile: "I don't know if you can sit with us with your face, of course, of course, this meal is invited by us." ”

(End of chapter)