After listening to Morobushi Kagemitsu's speculation and the discussions of the people on the forum, Jiang Lai felt that it was very likely that Samuster and Amuro Toru would come to see him when he was about to be discharged from the hospital.

Jiang Lai: ...So, have I become something of a hot commodity?

However, Xiang Pai Bo wanted to attack (bushi).

Forget it, no matter what, just cultivate yourself well. Jiang Lai has a very good attitude. What is supposed to come will come anyway.

Although the medicine in the special humidifier from Samuster seemed to be harmless and even had benefits, Jiang Lai was still worried, so he quietly asked Kurosawa Akira to put it away and not use it anymore.

At the same time, he also paid special attention to the young nurse who received the bracelet. However, she did not do anything special except taking care of herself and checking various data very seriously. The young nurse also never wore the precious gem bracelet during her work.

Jiang Lai: (Cat thinking.jpg)

While in the hospital, Jiang Lai not only cooperated with the treatment and recuperated well, but also got a general understanding of the external situation from comics.

The first big news is that Gin is really back!

One day after school, Conan saw Gin's Porsche 356A on his way home! Haibara Ai immediately lowered her hat and hurriedly left the scene with Conan.

A second before turning the corner, Conan couldn't help but look back again. A man with long silver hair walked out of the door of the bar next to him. His black windbreaker drew a sharp arc in the air. Even though there was a distance between them, he could still feel the coldness from the other person.

It is a silhouette of a dark world of death, violence and blood.

They got into the Porsche, and the black car moved through the streets like a dark shadow, disappearing far ahead.

Conan's back was sweating a little. His eyes followed the Porsche, but he caught the sound of footsteps approaching. At this time, Haibara Ai also pulled Conan's sleeve.

The detective regained his composure and realized that the sound was the approach of Kurosawa Akira.

At this time, the silver-haired boy was carrying a school bag. He looked past the two people and watched the shadow of the car disappear from the distance. His cold face was very calm, without any special expression.

Viewed from the side, the other person's eyes had a grayish tint and appeared somewhat dark in the dim light.

Conan hesitated for a moment, then called out to the other party: "Kurosawa?"

"..." The silver-haired boy turned his head, revealing dark green eyes. He blinked and smiled, "Oh, what a coincidence. Do you want to go to the cake shop on the corner to buy egg tarts? They make awesome cakes!"

"I want to buy some for Brother Jiang Lai. I'll ask the nurse if he can eat it later."

Kurosawa Akira was talking cheerfully, but Conan only responded verbally. In his heart, he was still thinking about what had just happened. Just now, was Kurosawa also staring at Gin from a distance? Did he know about Gin's existence...?

I know. Jiang Lai felt a little depressed when he saw this.

The gray eyes in the profile should be when the second personality comes out.

I wonder what he thinks of Gin, who is nominally his father (?) or true self (?). Jiang Lai thought slowly in his heart. Kurosawa Akira didn't mention to him that he had seen Gin from afar, so he didn't want to bring up the topic first.

We'll see later, Jiang Lai thought. The second personality seemed to be very rational and would not take the initiative to move forward, so the current situation should be relatively safe.

The second piece of news is that Conan finally remembered the photo and knew why he felt Canadian whisky looked familiar!

It was the end of a daily case. Conan and Hagiwara Kenji watched the suspect being arrested and brought back to the case, and they stood beside the crowd.

The sunset reflected the side face of the man with half-long hair. The scene at this time was very similar to a previous one. Then a flashing special effect appeared behind Conan, and he suddenly remembered the photo he had seen before! !

Canadian Whiskey, a former policeman and a good friend of Kenji Hagiwara!

Conan froze in place.

So does Officer Hagiwara know about his former friend? Does he also know about the organization? Is Canadian Whisky an undercover agent or a traitor? What is the relationship between Jiang Lai and them?

A series of thoughts surged through Conan's mind. He clenched his fists, finally swallowed what he wanted to say, and calmly prepared to observe and explore further.

Jiang Lai: ...Wow, Conan has noticed Kenji Hagiwara. Is Hagiwara going to be officially pulled into the main storyline?

Jiang Lai closed his phone and lay on the bed. He inexplicably felt as if he was in a God's perspective, observing the world's affairs from a completely motionless perspective (bushi).

For a while, there was no more key information in the comics. Jiang Lai's body recovered quickly, and his throat was no longer a problem. He could teach a whole class without any pain or hoarseness.

This is a good thing for a Chinese elective teacher.

But his hand still hasn't recovered, and he doesn't know why. He doesn't dare to use the phone too frequently, as his fingers will soon start to feel sore, forcing him to stop and rest to avoid any sequelae.

This is not a good thing for a technical hacker.

At the same time, Jiang Lai's hand still has a scar left by the burn in the fire, which is slowly fading from red to white, but it is still visible. Kurosawa Akie holds his hand very sadly, revealing his dark green eyes like a little animal.

Jiang Lai smiled and rubbed the other person, soothing him, "It's okay, it will be fine."

Jiang Lai was comforting the silver-haired boy gently when there was suddenly a polite knock on the door.

The soul body Zhufu Jingguang floated around and came back with a bad look on his face: "It's Samuster."

Jiang Lai: “…” Okay, what is supposed to come will eventually come.

Before the other party knocked on the door again or opened it directly, Jiang Lai said in a clear voice: "Come in."

The white door was pushed open, and a gentleman with a low golden ponytail smiled and held a flower in his hand: "Long time no see, young sir, I came to visit you."

He placed the bouquet on the bedside table, and the pleasant scent filled the room.

Jiang Lai looked at the large, bright bouquet and just wanted to find an excuse to throw it away later - who knows if there is any problem with the things sent by a pervert!

But he still responded in a distant tone: "Hello, Mr. Summerst."

Kurosawa Akira beside him blinked and said politely, "Hello."

The other person sat naturally on a chair beside the bed. His eyes curved behind his gold-rimmed glasses. He looked at Jiang Lai with concern and asked, "How are you recovering? You are a hero and a hot topic in the hearts of the Mihua people. Everyone cares about you."

"It's okay." Jiang Lai answered perfunctorily. He didn't really want to chat more with Samuster.

However, the perverted gentleman with blond hair in a low ponytail did not care about Jiang Lai's attitude, but continued to say: "I learned from the attending physician that your hand's recovery does not seem to be very good."

"This is a big problem. After all..." Samuster raised the corner of his mouth and put his index finger on his lips. "Your work requires the use of your hands very much." His words were vague.

"It's not bad." Jiang Lai was alert in his heart, and he smiled, "It's just that I use it more frequently when marking students' homework and correcting papers."

"Well, it seems that Mr. Jiang is a very responsible and good teacher." Samuster crossed his arms. "He is brave, resourceful, and responsible. It is very sad and regrettable that such an excellent person has left physical sequelae."

"..." Jiang Lai didn't respond to him, but just smiled perfunctorily.

Samuster continued to speak to himself: "On the one hand, it is my admiration and thoughts, and on the other hand, it is the request of the Mihua people. I will do my best to cure you--"

"The capacity of this hospital is limited. The condition of your hand is not easy to solve here." Samuste stared at Jiang Lai with his gray-green eyes, mixed with a smile, and said sincerely, "But my research institute knows a little about this aspect, maybe it can help."

The soul body of Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke first: "Jiang Lai."

He just called out this in a low voice, but didn't say much else, with a hint of reminder.

"..." Jiang Lai was of course very calm. He did not rush to reply, whether to refuse or agree.

Kurosawa Akira beside him tilted his head, and seemed a little surprised to hear that Samuster could cure Jiang Lai, but he obediently said nothing and just glanced at the black-haired young man beside him.

Jiang Lai had a fake professional smile on his face. He practiced Tai Chi and asked tentatively, "Oh, really? Mr. Samuster's research institute actually studies medicine. Most of what I learned online was about electronic technology and the like."

"Yes, electronic technology is my research focus, and the media usually pays more attention to this field." The blond gentleman nodded, his posture elegant and casual, "But, I am also concerned about the medical field. After all, this is something that benefits a wider range of people - just like this time, it can help our rice flower hero."

Jiang Lai listened to Samuster's empty words and felt very calm.

Medical research may be related to his eye collection or organization, not for the benefit of the public. His help and attention to himself are definitely not because he saves people.

"Don't be nervous, young man. My research institute has a very high safety factor." Samust adjusted his glasses. "Also... this incident has been reported by the media, and everyone in the community is paying attention. Of course, my people will do their best to help you and get out of this in good health."

Is this a subtle hint that nothing will happen to him in the research institute? Jiang Lai raised his eyebrows inwardly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Morofushi Jingguang was also thinking, his eyes were deep and calm.

Just in this brief moment of silence, there was another knock on the door.

A new visitor also came at this time.