Chapter 2606-2618 [Organizational Cadres and Mental Illness]
After hesitating for a moment, Huiyuan Ai finally closed her mouth silently: What if she asked these children to stay away from Vodka, and the Junior Detective Team accidentally let the matter slip to Vodka...
"It was fine before, but now... judging from what Conan said, Vodka has undergone a complete transformation."
Huihara Ai pondered in her heart: "If this behavior alerts Vodka and causes him to start paying attention to me, things will be troublesome. That guy and I have been together for a long time. Even if he has never seen me as a child, he might become suspicious because of my similarities with Shirley... I must not let him focus on me, otherwise I and these children will all die."
Thinking of the terrible consequences, Huiyuan Ai yawned: "I slept too late yesterday and want to make up for my sleep, so I won't go with you."
After saying that, she secretly winked at Conan next to her: Let these kids be vigilant and not be blinded by vodka.
Conan: "..." Do you think I don't want to? The enemy is too cunning, not to mention these little ghosts, even Jiang Xia is about to praise him.
Anyway, the schedule of the kids was set. Haibara Ai was responsible for avoiding the cunning cadres, Conan was responsible for making trouble for the cunning cadres, and the others went with Conan to visit the kind Mr. Yamada.
The children happily came to the bus stop, and happily followed yesterday's route all the way to Sijichuan Hospital... and then heard a piece of news that made their mouths drop from the happy nurse.
"You mean the plague god... ahem, Mr. Yamada." The nurse tried to look regretful and leaned over to explain to the children, "He didn't adapt to the environment here, so he was transferred to another hospital. He just left an hour ago."
Conan: “……?”
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The other side.
Mihua General Hospital.
Vodka was led by the nurse to his new ward. He was startled as soon as he entered the room: "Why is there someone else here?"
The nurse looked at the other two patients in the room and whispered, "You were transferred too urgently. There are no single rooms available right now. Doctor Montenegro asked you to rest here first, and said that arrangements must be made for you before tonight."
She explained very carefully, fearing that this patient, who had received special care from the Montenegrin doctor, would think that she was trying to murder him and might suddenly attack him... Fortunately, that terrible thing did not happen.
Just as Dr. Kuroyama said, although this patient was suspicious, he was not very aggressive. Soon, Mr. Yamada seemed to have reluctantly compromised and walked into the room and to his bed.
The young nurse finally breathed a sigh of relief. She explained the precautions for hospitalization and left quickly.
However, after taking a few steps, he was suddenly grabbed from behind.
"!" The nurse turned around suddenly and saw Mr. Yamada's face. She was startled and stammered, "What do you want?"
Vodka had just entered the room to check the bed, and seeing nothing strange there, he chased out to check for other dangers. Although he didn't have to stay overnight in this ward, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be any murderers during the day? As everyone knew, Uzo never chose a time to perform, and there were many people who committed crimes in broad daylight.
Thinking of this, he lowered his voice and asked the nurse: "Who are the two patients in the same ward? - I have no other intentions, I just came here for the first time, and I want to know more information so that I can get along well with them."
Young nurse: "..." I understand, I understand. You think they want to harm you, so you want to eliminate the danger in advance.
Although this question was a bit sudden, fortunately, she was prepared with the doctor's reminder.
While trying not to expose the privacy of other patients, the young nurse provided some information that Vodka wanted: "The person in bed No. 1 is Mr. Akabane. A week ago, he was unfortunately in a serious car accident. He was just transferred out of the intensive care unit two days ago. Now he even has difficulty getting up.
"The patient in bed number 2 is Mr. Sekiguchi, who is over 70 years old. He twisted his waist two weeks ago and still has difficulty getting up and moving around."
She was euphemistically expressing the same idea - those two people couldn't even stand up, let alone stand up and attack you, a 8-foot tall man.
Sure enough, upon hearing the news, Mr. Yamada's expression relaxed a little. He finally stopped pestering and turned back to the ward.
…
Vodka walked around the ward, inspecting the environment.
First floor lobby.
The spacious and bright automatic door slid open, and four little children walked in from outside, looking exhausted.
——Isn't it just a failure? How could this little setback stop them from visiting their savior?
Primary school students like to run around outside, so when they encountered this kind of thing, they were not discouraged. Instead, they turned around and followed the instructions of the nurse from Sijichuan Hospital and came to Mihua General Hospital.
"There are so many people." As soon as they entered the hospital lobby, several children were stunned.
Kojima Genta looked at the crowded crowd and thought of the quiet atmosphere of Shikigawa Hospital. He couldn't help scratching his head: "The air here is too bad. Why does Mr. Yamada have to live here?"
Yoshida Ayumi looked sympathetic: "He must be too lonely - have you forgotten? Xiaochun was also hospitalized, but he had parents and classmates to visit him, but Mr. Yamada was alone."
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya felt the same way: "He was almost killed by a flower pot yesterday, and there was no one from his family or colleagues to comfort him. This is really pitiful."
Conan: "Colleague..."
When mentioning Vodka's colleague, a dark figure with long silver hair inevitably popped into his mind.
Imagine Gin carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers to visit the patients in the hospital...
Conan withdrew his thoughts and shuddered silently: This is simply unimaginable.
"Gin won't really come to visit the patient, will he?" Conan couldn't help but wonder in his heart: He always hoped to have more opportunities to get closer to Gin, but now... one vodka is already troublesome enough, and adding Gin to the mix, the level of danger is simply terrifying.
With these suicidal kids around, I'd better pray that the hospital will be safe today.
While thinking about it, Conan followed a few children to the front desk and asked which ward "Mr. Yamada" was in - No. 503.
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Vodka walked around the ward and found nothing suspicious. His two fellow patients were indeed as the nurse said, each weaker than the other. If they were given a gun, they would probably be knocked down by the recoil.
This finally made Mr. Yamada, who had been worried for several days, breathe a sigh of relief. He sat back on the hospital bed, lay down and stretched.
Just when I was about to close my eyes and rest, there was a creaking sound and the door of the ward was pushed open.
The next moment, several familiar and innocent voices rang out: "Mr. Yamada, we are here to see you, are you surprised?"
Vodka: “…”
Vodka sat up: "???"
(End of this chapter)
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