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Chapter 1628 1628 [Go to the hospital and catch Ireland]

 Hearing Conan's question, the security captain touched the bribe money he had just received from Ireland and sobered up a little.

"Handle it? Well... we didn't deal with it much at the time. After all, young people, well, after all, middle-aged people make mistakes for idols. It's not unforgivable. He just wants to get close to those idols too much."

As the security captain talked, he felt a little guilty, so he changed his words: "And he is so strong, it would be difficult for us to stop him if he tried to break through, so in the end we had to let him go.

"And it turns out that our decision is very wise - you don't know, I heard that the guy suddenly fainted and fell to the ground unconscious as soon as he walked out of the building. He must have a hidden disease, and he will have an attack when he gets excited. What if?

We are serious about him, what should we do if he dies in this building? It’s not that we are worried about getting into trouble, but it is a human life after all, and by rounding it up like this, we are also saving people.”

Conan looked at his bulging pocket: "..." This is not what the security captain should say, have you collected money?

He always felt that there was something hidden behind the matter, but when he asked again, the security captain said nothing and started pretending to be drunk.

Conan sighed and had to leave temporarily.

He left the office, but did not leave. Instead, he wandered nearby for a while, then grabbed another passing security guard and asked about the previous situation.

It was Conan's good luck that he could easily catch a passerby who held important clues.

"Are you talking about the unlucky woman who hurried to the side door, only to be met by two security captains and whose identity was revealed on the spot?"

I got at most two clues.

The security guard said "Oh": "Indeed, there were many people surrounding the side door. You only heard that no one suddenly fell to the ground. It turned out that this person was me."

Jiang Xia was talking to Gong Minghe about tomorrow's air tickets, when he suddenly felt a flash of vision from the corner of his eye, and a big child squatted on the ground.

...Although it was possible to stop Dalan, Guo Jiangxia probably didn't try his best.

Conan defended loudly: "...You just suddenly thought of the location of the luggage and were worried that it would be lost, so you ran over immediately."

Conan felt strange knowledge increased.

The college student let out a cry of pain that was healthy at all: "Oh, your stomach suddenly hurts!"

Jiang Xia nodded: "It is indeed difficult for the older child to pay attention. When he thinks about his luggage, he forgets other things, so he forgets to tell the little one first after running away."

"Well, then you know it." The security guard thought that the older boy was more gossipy than himself, "You were busy working at the time, so you couldn't run close to watch. Even if you went, you should ask who you were, and you guys were

They are my family members."



"I heard that this was a rich seventh generation man who pretended to be a security guard and sneaked out of the venue to chase stars and wanted to meet the male idol. Before he was found out, I gave the two captains a small amount of money, and the security captains pretended to have nothing.

If you see it, let me pass."

A voice came from the other end of the corridor, rescuing the innocent security guard from a cloud of question marks.

Perhaps it was because the low-school boy's aura was too weak at the moment. By the time Conan came to his senses, the cold-hearted security guard hadn't quietly left yet.

Conan muttered to himself in anguish: "This 'lucky passer-by' suddenly lost consciousness and was taken to the hospital by ambulance. I am still lying in the hospital, so as long as you find this hospital, you will not be able to come into contact with me! Then

It’s less complicated than finding people all over the city.”

Conan, who left his teammates alone to ask for clues, was caught on the spot and forced to return to the team.

"Yes, is that so?"

"Maybe it's just an excuse to get away..."

The security guard who was pulled was passing by the scene and overheard what was going on. I didn’t know much about gossip, so the security guard looked around and quietly shared the secret with Conan:

Conan nodded repeatedly, not moved at all: The neighbor is still reliable!

The other clue is less important.

One is "The unlucky passerby is a seventh-generation fan of the rich." Although that sounds like a made-up excuse, it still needs to be verified to be on the safe side. There are always too few clues about this organization. For Conan, that

It was indeed a bad check - in addition to Da Lan's signature, he confirmed that there were famous actors present today, and then asked Dr. A Li to search among the fans of those people, and there was no one who did not meet the conditions.

Conan's head was filled with questions: "Seven generations of rich people? Crazy fans?"... Why does it sound so fantastic? It's exactly what I expected.

But after thinking back to the "unfortunate passerby" when he met him in the corridor, Gong Ming felt that there was no way he could be associated with the "shy groupie" because of the cold and sinister look on his face.

As he walked back with his head slumped, Conan sorted out the clues he had just obtained, and comforted himself: the trip back to the theater building was fruitless.

The security guard remembered the whistle he heard later: "Being taken away by an ambulance."

"..." Jiang Xia always felt that Kudo-san's acting skills were not a bit stiff, but for the sake of the ghost and the murderous spirit, I still politely said, "What's wrong?"

"Conan!"

I slowly found the right place: "Since you are here to chase stars, why do you run in instead? You heard the security captain said that the performance had not started yet and the actors were all at the front desk. I should have seen myself.

His idol."

Conan: "..."

Gong Ming sighed regretfully, but he was still willing: "Where am I going..."

"That's it." Ai Sigua's security guard shrugged, "But you guess it's because I'm too incompetent - it must have been when I peeked from the front desk that my idol and I looked at each other, and then

I was confused before, blushed and ran away with my heart beating. You worked as a young security guard, and we rarely see that kind of otaku. We are always very cold-hearted offline, but when we meet in real life, we are submissive and dare to speak.

Squeak, it looks like some venomous snake and beast on the other side."

Although he had no doubts in his mind, when the security guard's chatting enthusiasm had subsided, Conan quickly asked all the questions if he had delved into that point: "By the way, there is one more thing - you heard about this rich seven

A fan fainted in the distance, isn’t that the case?”

Gong Ming's eyes brightened: "Which hospital did you go to?"

When Conan heard the familiar voice, he turned around. He saw Mao Lilan rolling up his sleeves and walking over. Jiang Xia walked in front of you, looking innocent like "you stopped me but you didn't stop me".

Gong Ming was picked up, and Mao Lilan condemned: "I have just said that I will reflect on myself, but I am running around again!"

Gong Ming rolled his eyes, trying to take advantage of the situation: "Where have I been?"

The mini-detective with no upper limit is very slow and runs out of ideas.

Jiang Xia turned her head and saw Conan holding his stomach happily.


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