All the questions that can be asked have been asked.
Although it was not in line with the original intention of Conan's question, from another perspective, he felt that he had gained a lot.
After separating from Shiraishi, Conan returned to Mouri Kogoro's ward.
The speed of the car was not high yesterday, the uncle was not seriously injured, and he was not admitted to the critical care ward.
None of the other patients in the same room were in life-threatening condition, and the atmosphere in the ward was barely harmonious.
There were several beds in the room, but only three of them had people on them.
Mouri Kogoro was lying on the bed closest to the door. To his right was a cheerful old man who accidentally twisted his waist and loved to chat with others.
On the hospital bed further inside, a dull middle-aged man slept. According to the old man who loved gossip, the middle-aged man was hospitalized because he was burned in a car accident a week ago.
The old man put his hands behind his back and gave himself a slap on the waist. He looked at Mao Lilan and Conan with envy. He felt that this patient had two children and was very filial.
When he complained to Mouri Kogoro that no one came to see him, a middle-aged social worker wearing glasses walked in.
This is the old man's only son.
He looked very haggard. He didn't say anything when he came in. He went straight to the old man and sat down next to him. He poured warm water for him and asked him to drink medicine.
The old man took the water cup and medicine and laughed twice: "You brat knows me well. I really haven't taken any medicine today."
After hearing this, Conan glanced at the medicine box and recognized that it was a medicine for treating diabetes.
The old man didn't blame his son for looking bad. He knew that his son had been under a lot of pressure recently.
Conan habitually eavesdropped on the chat between father and son, and soon learned that Sekiguchi Yoshio, the old man's son, actually had a daughter who was in elementary school. But today, his daughter went to the swimming pool with her friends, and there was no
Come to visit the patient.
The old man was a little regretful, but when he thought that children are playful by nature, he was reluctant to force his son to call his granddaughter over, and then started talking about work.
Sekiguchi Yoshio works in a bank. Last week, someone robbed their bank. The robber has not been caught yet.
The old man complained about the low efficiency of the police. Suddenly, he remembered Kogoro Mori, who had been bragging with him all morning in the hospital bed next door, and introduced to his son with a smile:
"By the way, you can ask Mr. Maori. He is an excellent detective. Although his reputation is not very famous, he has also solved several unsolved cases. Maybe he will have something to tell."
Sekiguchi Yoshio originally only looked haggard, but after hearing the word "detective", his expression completely collapsed, and he laughed twice with unusual reluctance:
"I was hiding under the counter. I didn't see any clues. It was useless to call a detective... By the way, Dad, I'm going to buy you something. What else do you need?"
"I don't need anything! You just need to visit me a few more times." The old man sighed.
Conan stared at the back of Sekiguchi Yoshio as he fled the ward, pushed up his glasses, and a reflection flashed across the lenses.
After turning around, before the sharp smile on her lips could last too long, Conan saw Mao Lilan suddenly stand up. She quickly walked to the window, pushed open the window, and looked out.
"...Sister Xiaolan?" Conan was startled.
Mao Lilan looked at it for a while, then looked back and said doubtfully: "I seemed to have seen a cat slip through the window just now..."
"Cat? This is the third floor. What you see are pigeons or sparrows, right?" Mouri Kogoro raised a half-peeled apple in his hand and said, "Come back and help me finish peeling. It's not convenient for me to peel while lying down."
"Okay." Mao Lilan looked outside a few more times, but still found nothing. Then she closed the window again, returned to Mao Li Kogoro's bedside, and picked up the paring knife.
…
As soon as Sekiguchi Yoshio left the ward, he met a group of policemen at the door.
After the police officer leading the team saw him, he asked about the condition of the burned middle-aged man, especially whether anyone had come to visit him.
Although the police officers did not give a reason for asking, Sekiguchi Yoshio knew that the middle-aged man with burns in the ward was one of the gangsters who robbed his bank.
The police did not alert the middle-aged man, hoping to lure his accomplices to visit him and then arrest them all.
Sekiguchi Yoshio finished answering the police officers' questions and left quickly.
This morning, after he received a call from "hospital staff," he took his daughter to visit his father.
But as soon as they arrived nearby, the father and daughter were surrounded by several big men - these people were the robbers who robbed the bank that day.
The robbers were somehow very well-informed. They came to the hospital today not to visit their accomplices who failed to escape, but to kill people and silence them.
For various reasons, Sekiguchi Yoshio became their chosen tool.
Sekiguchi Yoshio has lived a law-abiding life for so long that he never dared to run a red light when crossing a small road. Now he suddenly had to commit murder under the noses of the police and a detective. Just thinking about it made him scared.
All soft.
But his daughter was taken away by one of the female robbers. If he didn't kill someone, the robber would kill his daughter... This made Sekiguchi Yoshio unable to refuse.
After confirming the situation in the ward and leaving the ward, Sekiguchi Yoshio followed what the big men said before and came to the emergency passage.
Because he was too anxious when pushing the door open, he stumbled and threw himself against the door in a hurry.
The door was knocked against the wall and quickly slid towards the wall. Just as the gap between the door and the wall quickly narrowed and was about to close, a black shadow came out of it, turned its head and glanced at him coldly, and followed the stairs a few times.
No trace left.
"..." Sekiguchi Yoshio was startled by the black shadow. After realizing that it was just an ordinary stray cat, he slowly came to his senses.
He covered his violently beating heart and took several deep breaths.
A minute or two later, a tall Mediterranean man walked up to him carrying a paper bag.
The robber opened the paper bag, took out a box of puffs and handed it to him.
The packaging of the puff box is not transparent, and when weighed, it is not at all the weight that soft puffs should be.
Sekiguchi Yoshio's palms were sweating and he almost couldn't hold the box. He knew that there was actually a gun inside.
"We will take care of the police matter. As for the people in the same ward, your father has probably drank the sleeping pills you put in him and will not be in the way. The detective will leave the ward soon and go to the hall to watch idol programs."
Speaking of this, the robber looked at his expression and saw "I don't want to do it anymore" written all over Sekiguchi Yoshio's face. He sneered:
"We have arranged it so well. You only need to shoot that fool and you can easily save your daughter. Why do you have any hesitation about such a profitable thing?"
These words made Sekiguchi Yoshio so angry that he wanted to fight with him.
But after looking at the opponent's gnarled muscles and thinking about his daughter who had been taken to an unknown place, he finally grasped the "puff" in his hand.
The robber smiled proudly and tapped his watch: "I'll give you 13 minutes to adjust your expression and mentality and start on time. Of course, you can also refuse, so you can sit in the ward and admire your daughter from the top of the building.
It looks like it’s falling, hahaha.”
He smiled as he pushed open the stairwell door and left quickly.
As soon as the robber disappeared, Sekiguchi Yoshio fell down on the steps and held his head in despair.
After a moment of silence, he remembered the request to "adjust his mentality". He took out his wallet and opened it, looking at the group photo of a family of three in the transparent mezzanine, especially the innocent daughter in the middle.
However, let alone gaining the courage to kill from it, the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to cry.
Just when Sekiguchi Yoshio finally couldn't help but tilt his head and was about to press the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt that something was not right about the environment.
In the peripheral vision, behind him...
There seems to be something?
Sekiguchi Yoshio froze, turned around quickly, and saw a cat and a fox standing side by side on the steps behind him, craning their necks to look at the photos in his wallet.
"..."
Sekiguchi Yoshio blinked in confusion.
Forget about stray cats, why are there still foxes here?
Is this a hospital or a zoo? Or am I too nervous and hallucinating?
Sekiguchi Yoshio pressed his temples as if dreaming, closed his eyes nervously and took several deep breaths.
When I opened my eyes again, the steps behind me were empty.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "It is indeed an illusion..."