Chapter 2583 2595 [Vodka vs. Conan]
Conan stared at the plastic bud on the hospital counter and said in a child's innocent voice: "Why here... here... huh??"
The police were attracted by his movements and looked over: "What's going on there?"
Conan: "This..."
Where is the bug in this flower bud? Where is it?!
He suspected that he had missed it, but he searched left and right for the innocent fake flower, but found nothing.
Conan began to sweat as everyone watched him curiously. If he dragged on, it might arouse suspicion, so he could only continue to say in the same dry tone as before: "It's really strange that the flowers here have been picked and hung for so long, but they haven't withered yet."
The police thought he was going to say something serious: "..."
The brat is still a brat. Inspector Megure shook his head helplessly: "Although it is very realistic, it is a plastic flower, of course it will not wither - Okay, stop destroying the hospital's public property, let's go."
Conan didn't want to leave, but he was worried that he would be exposed if he stayed. After weighing it for a moment, he could only leave the hospital and get into the police car while trying his best to keep smiling under the supervision of the reliable police officer.
After the police car drove away for a long distance.
Conan: "..." Where's the bug? Where's the bug that Vodka is suspected to have installed? ?
In order to avoid alerting the suspects, he carefully slipped out of the hospital when he called the police.
After sending the message, Conan returned to the hall again. After that, his eyes never left the fake flower with the bug.
"Could it be that Vodka took the bug away during the few minutes I was away?" Conan's thoughts raced, his face becoming increasingly ugly. "After I saw the bug, I immediately pretended that I hadn't noticed anything, but why did he still respond? Is this a coincidence, or... does he have an accomplice?"
Thinking back to what happened just now, the beautiful receptionist came into his mind. Her sweet smile gradually twisted in Conan's eyes and became unfathomable.
…
Four Seasons Hospital.
Vodka urgently destroyed the eavesdropping devices collected from various places, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That kid was agreeing with the receptionist, but suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his speech... I knew there must be something fishy going on."
Vodka recalled the scene half an hour ago when Conan was at the front desk - with his keen judgment and rich experience in installing bugs, he judged that the kid was very close to his bug at that time.
Thinking about it more carefully, the plastic flower with the bug hidden in it is located low down, so an adult would not notice it, but considering the height of that kid...
"I was careless. I have to take this into consideration in the future." Vodka sighed, feeling a little sad. "Having said that, it's fine if you can't carry guns, but you can't even install eavesdropping devices casually... I'm a cadre of the organization, but I've fallen to such a law-abiding level."
He sighed and listened for a while with his ears perked up.
After making sure that the police car and policemen had gone far away and did not come to bother him, he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly lay back on the hospital bed.
…
In the police car on the return trip.
Fuyuki patted his heavy cash box and said cheerfully, "You two are such unlucky fools. You are born poor, yet you dare to blackmail me. You simply don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
Inspector Megure could not help but say in a cold voice: "If you guys hadn't planted the seeds of evil ten years ago, this wouldn't have happened now."
"..." Fuyuki was not happy, but he didn't dare to contradict the police at this critical moment. He snorted and turned to the detective to ask for his respect: "I heard that you are a good detective? Instead of running around with the police every day, why don't you come and work with me. I usually offend a lot of people, and this incident has given me a reminder. I just need a capable bodyguard - you can decide the salary, I have plenty of money."
Conan: “?” A detective is a detective, a bodyguard is a bodyguard, these are not the same professions, you are just looking for trouble!
Jiang Xia was not angry. He looked at the high-spirited Mr. Dongmu and said, "I think I have exchanged business cards with you before. My contact information is on the business card. If anything happens, just contact me."
…
After returning to the Metropolitan Police Department and completing a brief statement, Fuyuki Ryuzaburo did not continue to stay in this uncomfortable place. He took the money back to his office and happily counted the wealth that was lost and recovered.
After he went upstairs, a small black figure walked out from the corner.
Conan: “…” It is too risky to start the investigation directly from Vodka. To think of the worst case scenario, maybe the entire Shikigawa Hospital has become their lair.
——Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is better to start from the edge, such as following this Fuyuki Ryuzaburo and see if this guy’s recent experience is related to vodka.
Seeing the target enter the office, Conan walked out and wanted to follow in to take a look.
However, just as he reached the door, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and picked him up.
"Where have you been all day, kid?" Maori Kogoro grabbed the troublemaker, "You even tried to sneak into my office. You're really causing trouble for me!"
"Uncle Maori?!" Conan was shocked, "Why are you here?"
Maori Kogoro carried him back to the street and chuckled, "Xiaolan went to the supermarket to buy food. Before dinner, I came here to investigate the entertainment life of the local residents."
Conan: "...Investigation?"
Just when I was feeling a little confused, I saw Kogoro Mouri with his head held high and his chest puffed out, and he walked straight into a mahjong parlor opposite the Fuyuki Financial Office.
Conan: “…” Well, that’s normal.
He was a little speechless, but then he thought, this place is right in front of Fuyuki Ryuzaburo's office, which is a good place to surveillance - if he came here as a child alone, he might not even be able to get in the door, but now that he is following Mouri Kogoro, he can blend into the crowd and hide himself well.
Thinking of this, Conan silently stopped the idea of complaining to Mouri Ran and followed obediently.
Just as I was about to enter the door, another hand suddenly reached out from behind.
Conan was picked up again.
His heart skipped a beat and he turned around suddenly, only to find that it was another false alarm: "...Jiang Xia? Why are you here?"
Jiang Xia looked into the mahjong parlor with a hint of curiosity: "I have nothing to do tonight, so I was just sitting there doing nothing. I saw you sneaking out, so I followed you to see for yourself. I didn't expect a primary school student like you to sneak out to play mahjong."
Conan: "..." What mahjong, this is clearly surveillance... Come to think of it, Jiang Xia's tracking skills are too good. With his sharpness, he didn't even notice that there was an extra person behind him.
While he was impressed by his classmate's detective talent, he shifted the blame: "Who said I was going to play mahjong? It was Uncle Maori who brought me in without permission."
(End of this chapter)
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