Seeing Kuroki Jin downing half a can of Coke, Shiratori put his fist on his chin and coughed twice.
In the interrogation room, be careful.
Kuroki Jin wiped his mouth gently with the back of his hand, half-listened to the Coca-Cola and scratched it on the table, pouring it from his left hand to his right hand and back again, having a great time.
Shiratori has figured it out, and Kuroki Jin will not be frightened by this kind of trick.
He rubbed his thumbs with both hands and cleared his throat before saying:
"Just today, three people were attacked by unknown persons." Shiratiao took out a stack of photos from his arms, "It just so happens that you know all three of them."
Kuroki Ren raised his eyebrows. He watched Shiratori spread out the photo. Since it was facing him, Kuroki could only look at it backwards.
"Let's not talk about the first and third ones. The second injured person is lawyer Fei Yingli. I think Mr. Kuroki will be familiar with this."
"The concubine's lawyer was attacked?" Kuroki Jin frowned slightly, "How are you? Where is Detective Maori?"
"The person has been rescued. Fortunately, it was only a small amount of pesticide and the toxin content was not high." Shiratiao replied, "The reason why we called Mr. Kuroki is because we found poisonous chocolate next to the poisonous chocolate that the lawyer received at the same time.
The power of attorney you mailed."
As soon as Kuroki Jin thought about it, he remembered what it was - it was the defense letter of attorney concerning the Fushigaya Kabutoki case that he had formally submitted to Fei Yingli Law Firm.
I just didn't expect that it would be delivered together with poisonous chocolate.
"Logically speaking, this should have happened in the morning." Kuroki Jin said lightly. He was notified at noon and was taken to the Metropolitan Police Department. No one would deliver mail at noon, so
No one checks their mailbox at noon.
"Yes." Shiratori didn't even bother to test why he guessed like this, "But Dr. Ali was attacked at home in the afternoon..."
"Wait a minute!" Kuroki Jin, who was calm just now, patted the table and stood up, "You said Dr. Agasa was attacked at home?"
"...ah."
"Is anyone injured?" Kuroki Jin asked. After asking, he found that something seemed wrong, and added: "I mean, is anyone other than Dr. Agasin injured?"
It feels even more wrong to ask this.
Shiratori looked at Kuroki Jin who stood up to block the light source with a puzzled expression, but still answered his question: "No, only Dr. Agasa was hit by an arrow in the butt. Conan, who was at home at the time, was not injured."
Kuroki Ren subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, Conan was the only one at home at that time, so that's okay."
Shiratori thinks Kuroki Jin is weird today.
Seeing Kuroki Jin sitting down again and continuing to play with the bottle of Coke, Shiratori said a little tiredly: "For various reasons, it was only now that we found out that your power of attorney placed on the table with the poison has nothing to do with the box of poison.
, so I came here to tell you that you can leave."
Kuroki Jin glanced at the photo in front of Shiratori.
"Of course," Shiratori coughed lightly, "If Mr. Kuroki has nothing to do, you can..."
"I still have something to do." Kuroki Ren stood up immediately, "Can you return the mobile phone to me?"
In the end, Shiratori didn't stop Kuroki Jin, who wanted to leave. He just told him the identity of the first person who was attacked at the door.
"The Megure Police Department was also attacked?" Kuroki Jin thought, "Is there any rule for prisoners to choose their targets?"
Shiratori suddenly remembered what Conan said in the hospital that afternoon.
"There is an irregular pattern...About a week ago, Murakami's father was released from prison."
"The prisoner who was caught by the Maori detective ten years ago?"
"Yes...how do you know?"
There was suspicion in Shiratori's eyes, and Kuroki Jin grinned without explaining, but continued to ask: "So? You suspect that Murakami wanted to take revenge on Detective Mori, so he attacked the people around him?"
At this point, Kuroki Ren suddenly laughed. He touched his chin and looked at Shiratori with a half-smile and said, "I probably know why you doubt me."
When it comes to revenge against Kogoro Mouri, no one present has as good a reason as Jin Kuroki.
Especially coupled with the stimulation of Fushiya Kazugi, Kuroki Jin had a precedent of being stimulated to the point of attacking Mouri Kogoro directly in front of everyone, so he was naturally targeted.
"Don't worry," Kuroki Ren smiled, stretched and looked at the dusk sky, "Without an absolute reason, I will not attack him, let alone the innocent people around him.
”
He would only seek revenge against the person involved, and because of Mao Lilan's rescue, he had already crossed out this reason for revenge in his heart.
He is no longer particularly eager to seek revenge from Kogoro Mori, but if there is a legitimate reason to fall into his hands, then he will not be polite.
"Edogawa Conan-kun, please work hard."
Kuroki Jin's soft words scattered in the street.
Mihua Central Hospital is not supposed to allow people to visit at night, but for some reason the front desk still lets people in.
Haibara Ai, who was staying with the bed here and peeling apples for Dr. Ali, could not help but tighten the fruit knife in her hand when she heard the footsteps approaching in the corridor.
The breath of organization...
Haibara Ai has not felt the breath of the organization for a long time. Since the last confrontation with Belmod at the port, the people of the organization seemed to have evacuated from her in an instant.
Except for one person.
But with such a strong organizational atmosphere, it wouldn’t be him.
"Ai...Jun?" Dr. Ali stopped when he saw Haihara Ai cut the apple halfway and looked at her in confusion.
It is worth mentioning that he is lying on the bed due to the injury on his buttocks. In fact, he has been lying on the bed all afternoon, and his waist is almost broken.
"Shh." Hui Yuan Ai said softly, slowly stood up with a fruit knife and stared at the door.
One step, two steps... A dark shadow was reflected on the small glass at the door, blocking the light in the corridor.
The door handle was pressed, and after a pause, the door opened immediately.
"...Mr. Kuroki!" Dr. Ali breathed a long sigh of relief. He caught a glimpse of Haibara Ai's puzzled expression from the corner of his eye, and quickly greeted Kuroki Ren. "It's so late, why bother to come over and visit?
Me."
"Where are you?" Kuroki Ren walked in with a smile, "Good evening...ah! What are you doing with a knife?"
Only then did Haihara Ai realize that because of her nervousness, she was holding the knife in her right hand and raising it to her chest, as if she wanted to assassinate the person who entered the door.
"...Peel an apple." Haiyuan Ai's expression did not change.
Kuroki glanced blankly at the half-cut apple that was slightly oxidized, and looked at Dr. Agasa in confusion.
But he wasn't someone who thought too much. He shook the fruit basket he brought and said with a smile: "I also bought apples. This one doesn't look very good. You can peel another one for Dr. Ali." p>
As he spoke, he took away the half-peeled apple from Haiyuan's hand without any explanation, and stuffed a red apple in a fruit basket that was not washed but had a layer of plastic wrapping paper into her hand.
Hui Yuan Ai: "..."
She watched helplessly as Kuroki bit into the oxidized apple flesh and the half-eaten apple skin.
??I was stopped by the Shanghai epidemic...the business trip failed, and I did nucleic acid in vain.