Chapter 3568-3580 [Take the police away]
Hearing this poignant story, the two high school girls seemed to see the beautiful girl who had been cruelly murdered 20 years ago, and their eyes filled with tears: "How could this happen?"
Kogoro Mouri sighed, "So Inspector Megure doesn't like showing that scar because..."
Inspector Matsumoto nodded: "Just like you said, scars are a detective's badge of honor, so no one hides anything about them—as long as someone sees the scar on Megure's head, they will definitely be unable to resist asking him how he got the injury."
“Every time he is asked this question, Megure has to bring up the incident from 20 years ago, so he started wearing a hat all the time to seal that scar.”
Sonoko Suzuki and Ran Mouri, holding bouquets of flowers from their visit, said in trembling voices, “No wonder Inspector Megure was so opposed to the luring plan, and even reprimanded Officer Sato. It’s because he had such an experience… He definitely doesn’t want the tragedy to repeat itself, and doesn’t want to see anyone else sacrifice themselves like that high school girl 20 years ago, so…”
"Huh? Sacrifice?" Officer Matsumoto turned around, looking blankly at the two guys who were crying their eyes out.
"What are you talking about? The high school girl's head and body were indeed seriously injured in the impact, but she didn't die."
Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki: "..."
The two high school girls were shocked: "Huh???"
Inspector Matsumoto pointed to the ward ahead: "And because of that incident, that high school girl became acquainted with Megure, and later became Megure's..."
"Inspector Matsumoto?"
A woman came out of the ward, holding a vase in her hands. She smiled at the group of people in the corridor and said, "Are you here to visit? Takagi and Shiratori just came by and left a few minutes ago... Hmm?"
When her gaze fell on Jiang Xia, the intellectual and elegant lady paused slightly, her smile becoming even more genuine: "You're here too. My husband always mentions you. Thanks to you for helping him solve so many cases, he can finally rest and recuperate here in peace—come over for tea sometime." And please sign your name on my collection of case clippings.
Conan sized up the woman who appeared gentle and kind, yet somehow exuded a sense of oppression, and his gaze suddenly stopped.
Upon closer inspection, a deep scar was visible on the left side of the woman's forehead, though it was barely noticeable due to her bangs.
Conan: "..."
In other words, the high school girl did not die, but recovered from her injuries and then became Inspector Megure's wife?
"Midori!" Inspector Megure's drawn-out voice came from the hospital room. "Haven't you changed the water yet? Forget about that vase, I want to eat the apple you peeled~"
Megure laughed and said helplessly, "At your age, you still like to act cute."
Inspector Matsumoto laughed loudly, "His shout was so strong, it seems the injury is nothing serious. I need to get him back to work as soon as possible."
The two started chatting about Inspector Megure's topic.
Kogoro Mouri, remembering something, whispered to a few high school students, "Speaking of which, when I was on duty, I did hear a piece of gossip—Inspector Megure's wife was apparently a delinquent girl."
The story from 20 years ago did not end in tragedy, and Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki became happy again: "So Inspector Megure refused to take off his hat not because he was afraid to recall that past, but because he didn't want others to tease him about the story of how he met his wife?"
Jiang Xia pointed to the ward: "Just ask around."
The two high school girls' eyes lit up with gossip, and they rushed into the ward with gifts for their visit.
Inspector Megure, who was playfully calling out to his wife when a group of other people suddenly barged in, was speechless.
Memu Police Department: "!!!"
...
What's that noise downstairs?
In another single room upstairs.
James had originally planned to meet the high school girl who got caught up in the full moon incident yesterday, but because he wasn't feeling well—even though Judy felt she was fine—the meeting was postponed by a day and scheduled for today.
As the appointed time approached, Judy began pacing back and forth by her bedside, pondering what she should say when she met the students.
James, who was standing behind the door, couldn't stand it anymore: "I suggest you stay in the hospital bed and behave yourself—people always have sympathy for the weak. That high school girl seems to have some doubts about you. Whether you explain or lie, you'd better maintain the image of a patient."
“Okay.” Judy readily agreed and moved back to the bedside, lifted the covers, and climbed in.
She adjusted the hospital bed to a comfortable reclining position, assuming the weak posture expected of a patient, and then asked James again, "Do we really have to tell them that we are actually the FBI?"
James nodded: "That's all we can do for now. We still have quite a few of our colleagues being held by the Metropolitan Police Department. With so many people involved, the fact that we're from the FBI will eventually come out."
"Since we've already alerted the enemy and let Vermouth escape, it doesn't really matter whether our existence is exposed or not—it's better to just reveal our identities than to make those kids suspicious and create obstacles in our operation. At least that way, there won't be any more testimonies that are detrimental to you."
Judy murmured, "I didn't really do anything, so why are there so many unfavorable testimonies..."
James glanced at his watch and said with concern, "Before those people arrive, let's confirm what we can and cannot say."
Judy sighed, "Fine." How many times have I confirmed this since yesterday? Aren't you tired...?
“Very good.” James stood by the bed, looking down at her. “Postponing it for a day is still worthwhile. You can finally keep those complaints that are not suitable to be said to your heart. It’s just that you still need to control your facial expressions.”
Judy: "!!"
She touched her face guiltily, trying to see what her expression was like.
James shook his head, looking wearily at the table he had drawn up: "Let's begin."
...
A few minutes later.
After visiting Inspector Megure's high school students, they didn't disturb the busy inspector's rare time alone with his wife.
The three of them put down the gifts and said goodbye, then went up the stairs to the floor where Judy was.
“Ms. Judy!” Sonoko Suzuki didn’t know as much as Ran Mouri, and at this moment, facing this sickly foreign teacher sitting on the bed, she only felt deep sympathy.
Seeing the worried look on her face, Sonoko Suzuki remembered something and, "Ta-da!" took out the gift that Ran Mouri had carefully selected yesterday: "This policeman figure is for you—it's a popular character from Kamen Rider. What do you think? It's very realistic, isn't it!"
Judy, who gets a headache just thinking about the police: "..."
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