The host of Shanneng Temple prepared a wing room for everyone.

Hattori Heiji refused the proposal to stay overnight, but planned to return to Osaka overnight to find out about the progress of the case, while sending Toyama and Ha home.

It was night, the wind was clear and the moon was bright.

A cadre of a certain organization could not resist the impulse and sneaked into the yard. After practicing and thinking, he tried several 360-degree full-view angles. However, due to dizziness, he couldn't stop the sleeping insects after drinking a few cups of coffee.

Invasion, I had to go to bed honestly.

The next day.

6:30 am.

Since the matter has not been handled yet, except for Suzuki Yuanko, the other four people got on time.

On the dining table.

Maori Kogoro reads the code while eating.

Ye Gengyi checked the parameters while eating.

Ran Mouri sent emails while having a meal.

Just when a detective was considering whether he had to do something.

Ran Maori's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground, and then said in surprise: "Tell Ye that she was attacked last night..."

Ye Gengyi: "..."

So Heiji's child cannot escape no matter what. Is he the law that he will definitely be injured when walking with the God of Death?

......

Meixiaolu Hospital, single ward.

Because Suzuki Sonoko was still sleeping, Kogoro Mouri wanted to answer the secret code, so he did not come with him.

When Ye Gengyi and his friends arrived here, they saw an Osaka black chicken wearing a hospital gown with gauze wrapped around her head, lying on the hospital bed unconscious.

In response, the doctor's reply was: The injured were not seriously injured, but because of overwork and some bleeding, he needed to rest for a few days to take care of it.

Overworked?

OK... Ye Gengyi carefully recalled this trip to Kansai.

From the beginning of the Kendo Society to the present, Hattori Heiji has not yet had a good rest in the true sense.

Poor child, all the dark circles were erected... although it was completely unaware of it after it was blended with the skin color.

Ye Gengyi peeled an apple casually.

I found a chair and continued to study the issue about visual parameters.

Time of waiting.

Shirato Renzabu also rushed over from the Metropolitan Police Department, and those who came with him were Ayakoji from Kyoto and Otaki from Osaka.

I originally thought that three police departments were in one play, but it was obvious that Officer Otaki was excluded from it.

Shiraoki Ren Saburo and Ayakoji Fumi are old classmates.

When talking about the "Genji Firefly" case, we naturally mentioned the detectives who always appeared at the crime scene.

As Shiraki Ren Saburo listened, he felt something was wrong.

Then, naturally, Ye Gengyi, who wanted to conduct research quietly, was added to the topic.

"So you are from the Metropolitan Police Department..." Ayano Koji looked at Ye Gengyi carefully, "So the murderer who attacked you at Anma Temple also wore a helmet and a cycling suit?"

“It’s blue-brown to be precise.”

Ye Gengyi said: "He is about 1.75 meters tall. Being able to beat Heiji like this means that his kendo level is not low."

"Such important information, why didn't you tell me in the tea house yesterday?" Yan Xiaolu frowned.

"Because I didn't know Heiji would be beaten like this at that time." Ye Gengyi said.

Ayakoji: "???"

Conan, who was beside him, suffocated.

He knew that if he continued to ask, Ye Gengyi would definitely talk about a black-skinned first love.

Although there is not a single word yet, if it is misunderstood that there is Qianheling in the suspect, this information has not been revealed.

With such a strong personal emotion in them, they may be forcibly hindered from participating in the case by the police...

"Um..."

Maybe I sensed something wrong with the atmosphere.

Just then.

On the hospital bed, Hattori Heiji opened his eyes leisurely.

Really in time... Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Heiji, you are awake!"

"Everyone, why are you here..."

Hattori Heiji sat up and saw the group of people around the bed at a glance.

"Uncle Otaki has it," his eyes fell on Shirago Renzabu, "This one looks familiar..."

"I am the White Bird Officer of the Metropolitan Police Department..."

Shiraoki Ren Saburo introduced himself in great depression.

"Sorry, sorry," Hattori Heiji scratched his head, "By the way, the short knife that cut me should still be left on the scene, right?"

"We have sent it for testing," said Yan Xiaolu.

"Please inform me immediately after there is a result. If the evidence is not enough," Hattori Heiji said, untiing his hospital gown. "You can also lend the wound on my shoulder."

"What evidence?" Yuanshan and Ye were curious.

"It is used to confirm whether it is the weapon that killed Mr. Sakura," Hattori Heiji explained: "The traces of the sharp blade cutting the skin are traceable. As long as it can be proved to be the same, then the previous one

You can confirm the guess... the same person who attacked me was also the one who killed the members of Genji!”

"We will naturally investigate that kind of thing," Ayanoji frowned and said, "By the way, have you seen the murderer's face?"

"No, he's wearing a mask." Hattori Heiji shook his head and said hurriedly: "By the way, that motorcycle! I remember when he ran away... um~"

Before he could finish his words, the nurse who was impatiently waiting on the side stuffed the thermometer directly into his mouth.

Ayano Koru was so happy that he was quiet, and took out the secret message again: "Do you know what the picture on this picture means?"

Hattori Heiji shook his head with a thermometer in his mouth.

"If you don't know, forget it, after all, this was originally the police's job..."

Yan Xiaoru muttered, turned around and left the ward, and reminded again: "By the way, after this lesson, you should know how to be at peace, right?"

"Then I'll go back first, Heiji, you can recover from your injuries." Police Officer Otaki and Ren Saburo Shirato also said goodbye one after another.

"I was beaten so badly." Ye Geng walked to the bed and leaned over to look at the gauze, "Are you serious just now?"

"ah?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned and couldn't understand what the so-called "seriousness" was.

"It's the wound on the shoulder, the sentence that can be dedicated." Ye Gengyi said.

Dedication... Dedication... I just seemed to just say I could borrow it, right?

There are borrowing and repaying.

I always feel that the eyes of the No. 1 brother are so calm that they are terrible... Hattori Heiji's throat rolled a little, and he didn't dare to nod.

"Forget it, have a chance."

Looking at the expression of a certain black skin, Ye Gengyi did not force him.

Of course, it was too exaggerated to forcefully remove the gauze and analyze the murderer's swordsman sect based on the location of the wound.

Ye Gengyi just saw that there were ready-made "scientific research materials" and suddenly wanted to try it out. The nanorobot's wound repair function is just to repair it.
Chapter completed!