After hesitating for a moment, Haiyuan Ai finally silently closed her mouth of advice: if she tried to keep these children away from Vodka, the Young Detective Team would accidentally let Vodka know about it...
"It was fine before, but now... Judging from Conan's words, the changes in vodka can be called a complete transformation."
Haiyuan Ai thought about it quietly in his mind: "If this kind of behavior arouses Vodka's alarm and causes him to start paying attention to me, things will be in trouble - that guy has been with me for a long time before, even if he has never seen me when I was a child.
Maybe he will also be suspicious because of the similarity between me and 'Shirley'... We must not let him focus on me, otherwise these children and I will die."
Thinking of the terrible consequences, Hui Yuan Ai yawned: "I went to bed too late last night and wanted to catch up on my sleep, so I won't be with you."
After speaking, she secretly winked at Conan next to her: Let these children be more vigilant and not be fooled by vodka.
Conan: "..." Do you think I don't want to? The enemy is too cunning. Not to mention these little brats, even Jiang Xia is about to praise him.
In any case, the itinerary of the several children was decided. Haibara Ai was responsible for avoiding the cunning cadres, Conan was responsible for causing trouble for the cunning cadres, and the others went with Conan to visit the kind-hearted Mr. Yamada.
The children happily came to the bus stop and happily followed yesterday's route to Shijikawa Hospital...and then heard a mouth-watering news from the happy nurse.
"You mean the god of plague... cough, Mr. Yamada." The nurse tried her best to look regretful, and leaned down to explain to the children, "He didn't adapt well to our environment here, and he was transferred to another hospital -
—Left just an hour ago."
Conan: "...?"
…
The other side.
Mihua General Hospital.
Vodka came to his new ward under the guidance of the nurse. As soon as he entered the room, he was startled: "Why is there someone else?"
The nurse looked at the other two patients in the room and whispered: "You were transferred too urgently, and there is no single ward for the time being. Doctor Heishan asked you to rest here first, and said that you must be there before tonight."
You make arrangements."
She explained very carefully, fearing that this patient, who had been specially cared for by Dr. Montenegro, would think that she was trying to kill him, and would violently hurt others... Fortunately, such a terrible thing did not happen.
Just like Dr. Montenegro said, although the patient was suspicious, his aggression was very weak - before long, Mr. Yamada seemed to reluctantly compromise and walked into the room and walked to his bed.
The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief. She explained the precautions for hospitalization and left quickly.
However, as soon as he took a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed him from behind.
"!" The little nurse turned around suddenly and saw Mr. Yamada's face. She was startled and stammered: "You, what else can you do?"
Vodka just entered the room to check the bed. Seeing that there was no obvious weirdness there, he chased him out to check for other dangers. Although he didn't have to stay in this ward overnight, who could guarantee that there would be no murderers during the day? As we all know, Uzo's
The stage never picks the time, and there are plenty of guys committing crimes in broad daylight.
Thinking of this, he lowered his voice and asked the little nurse: "Who are the two patients in the same ward? - I don't mean anything else. I'm just here for the first time. I want to know more information and get along well with them."
Little nurse: "..." I understand, I understand, you think they are going to harm you, so you want to eliminate the danger in advance.
Although this problem was a bit sudden, fortunately, with the doctor's reminder, she was well prepared.
While trying not to reveal the privacy of other patients, the nurse provided some information that Vodka wanted: "The person in bed No. 1 is Mr. Akabane. Unfortunately, he was in a serious car accident a week ago. He just got out of bed two days ago.
I was transferred out of the intensive care unit and now it's very difficult to even stand up.
"On bed No. 2 is Mr. Sekiguchi. He is over 70 years old. He twisted his waist two weeks ago and it is still difficult to get up and move."
She euphemistically expressed the same meaning - those two people can't even stand up, let alone get up to plot against you, an eight-foot tall man.
Sure enough, Mr. Yamada looked slightly relieved after hearing the news. He finally stopped pestering him and turned back to the ward.
…
Vodka was walking around the ward, inspecting the environment.
The lobby on the first floor.
The spacious and bright automatic door slid open, and four children walked in dusty from outside.
——Isn’t it just a missed opportunity? How could this setback prevent them from visiting their savior?
Elementary school students always like to run around outside, but now that they encountered this kind of thing, they were not depressed. They turned around and followed the directions of the nurses from Sijikawa Hospital and came to Mihua General Hospital.
"There are so many people." As soon as they entered the hospital lobby, the children were stunned for a moment.
Moto Kojima looked at the crowded crowd and thought of the quiet atmosphere of Shikikawa Hospital. He couldn't help but scratch his head: "The air here is so bad. Why does Mr. Yamada have to live here?"
Ayumi Yoshida looked sympathetic: "He must be too lonely - have you forgotten? We are both hospitalized. Xiaochun has parents and classmates visiting him, but Mr. Yamada is alone."
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya felt the same way: "Yesterday he was almost hit by a flowerpot and there were no family members or colleagues to comfort him. This is really pitiful."
Conan: "Colleague..."
When he mentioned Bodega's colleagues, a dark figure with long silver hair inevitably popped into his mind.
Think of Gin coming to the hospital to visit patients with a fruit basket and a bouquet...
Conan retracted his thoughts and shuddered silently: This is simply unimaginable.
"Gin won't really come to visit, right?" Conan couldn't help but mutter in his heart: In the past, he always hoped to have more opportunities to get close to Gin, but now...one vodka is already so troublesome, and adding another Gin
Alcohol is terrifyingly dangerous.
With these kids who are trying to kill themselves, let's pray that the hospital will be safer today.
While Conan was thinking, he followed several children to the front desk and asked about the ward where "Mr. Yamada" was located - No. 503.
…
Vodka walked around the ward and found nothing suspicious. As the nurse said, his two patients were indeed weaker than the other. Give them a gun and they would probably be pushed down by the recoil.
This made Mr. Yamada, who had been worried for several days, finally 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 gather my energy, there was a creak and the door of the ward was pushed open.
The next moment, several familiar innocent voices sounded: "Mr. Yamada, we are here to see you, are you surprised?"
