Chapter 215 What do you want me to give you again?
Conan looked at the man in black in front of him, chose his words, and spoke cautiously:
"Shiraishi didn't know there was something wrong with the coffee. The medicine in it should have been prescribed by a doctor. Haibara, the former member of the black organization that Shiraishi picked up, had already taken the remaining coffee back for testing.
"But no matter what the test results are, we don't have ironclad evidence that the doctor administered the drug, so you'd better not do anything illegal first..." For example, strangling the doctor to death in anger would be unreasonable, and you would be punished.
wanted.
And now, Conan is curious about what the doctor wants to do.
——Judging from the recovery speed of the black cat, the medicine administered by Dr. Ino does not last long. It will only cause people to temporarily lose the ability to move, and it seems that they will also see hallucinations.
So why would a doctor go to such trouble and give this kind of medicine to a patient who spends every day lying down...
No conclusion can be drawn on this issue for the time being.
However, when it came to Shiraishi, Conan suddenly remembered another thing.
He looked at the black cat in front of him: "By the way, leave me your email address or mobile phone number. If something like last time happens again, I can notify you immediately."
Shiraishi was startled, but quickly realized that Conan was probably talking about the previous kidnapping incident.
...How can you give this to him?
What if one day Conan overthinks when faced with a mask and suddenly thinks of calling Black Cat for help, and then his own bell rings... that would be too embarrassing.
They have the same appearance, and they have to make it up. After all, there are definitely no less than three faces in the world that are exactly the same as Kudo Shinichi.
But the appearance is the same, the ringing of the cell phone is so coincidental, and Conan's imagination... who knows what he will make up for.
Shiraishi was still thinking of an excuse to refuse.
But a second later, he realized what he was doing. There was no need for an excuse.
"notice me?"
Conan was still waiting when he suddenly heard a man in black coming over from the other side in a cold and disdainful voice: "I found it before you did."
"..."
He was outclassed when it came to tracking down people.
The other party pointed this out mercilessly.
Conan was really embarrassed for a moment.
Although this is not the main point, the black cat's refusal is already obvious. If he continues to entangle him, another anesthesia needle may fly to his neck soon.
Conan laughed dryly, secretly stepped back half a step to create a safe distance, and said smoothly: "Haha, that's right, how did you find it?"
Then he saw Black Cat raise his hand, tap his temple with his fingertips, and said naturally: "Rely on your brain."
"..."
Conan's lips moved, and many words came to his mouth, but he swallowed them back because he was afraid of being beaten.
...If you don’t want to say it, forget it.
But then again, after being asked so many questions today, Black Cat didn't leave impatiently. This is really abnormal.
Could it be that the effect of the medicine has not worn off yet, causing his reaction to be slower than usual?
Conan's eyes secretly lit up: This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I have to think about what else to ask.
When he mentioned the kidnapping case, he quickly thought of the gold coins that the kidnappers had confessed to but had not yet been found.
The most suspicious person is actually the black cat. After all, the gangster in the building is highly suspected to have been brought down by him.
But after thinking about it carefully, Conan felt that there was no reason for him to take away the gold coins - every time the black cat appeared, he was investigating crimes or rescuing people. He seemed to have no interest in money and no need.
And theoretically speaking, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't move so many gold coins by himself. Calculating the time, he should still be busy looking for Shiraishi when the gold coins were lost.
Furthermore, with Black Cat's character and style, if he knew where the gold coins were, he would have anonymously informed the police a long time ago, so why would he need to ask himself.
...In short, this question is of little value, so skip it.
Conan finally decided to focus on the mystery of the hospital first.
But before he could ask, he saw the black cat on the opposite side. He hesitated for a moment, then he took out something, lowered his head and played with it for a moment, then handed it over silently.
The surroundings were very dark, and Conan could only use the corridor light that came through the crack in the door to vaguely see a tube-shaped object lying in the black cat's palm.
Although the packaging has changed, what the black cat will give him... no matter how he thinks about it, it is only the temporary antidote of APTX4869!
It seems that he still listened to what he just said.
This antidote must be to facilitate my recovery of mobility in critical moments.
Conan was grateful and overjoyed to take it, thinking that he must give it to the doctor for research first.
In this way, having one copy means having hundreds or thousands of copies.
Rounding things off, that’s Kudo Shinichi’s resurrection.
Who wants to wait for Conan to turn on the flashlight in excitement and secretly take a photo, only to find that he is holding something in his hand...
It's a tube of premium hot sauce.
"..." The light in Conan's eyes went out.
He rolled his dead eyes and raised his head without saying anything.
Just listen to the black cat saying in a very serious tone: "Take it and stuff it under his pillow. Don't let that little girl see it." If he goes by himself, it will be easy for Haihara classmates to detect him...
Conan looked at the expression of the black cat Furui Muha, the strange mask on his face, and then looked at the dark and dim warehouse around him.
Suddenly, there was a kind of narrow escape in the middle of the night. He crossed the power grid, climbed over the high wall, avoided countless investigation posts in fear, and risked his life all the way to the meeting point. Then he saw the person he was meeting with vomiting blood and was dying.
It feels like there are 5 grams of domestic milk powder in it.
...Oh, by the way, Black Cat probably doesn't know yet, but Haiyuan has returned to the doctor's house and is no longer in the hospital.
Conan stared at the hot sauce for a while, and suddenly remembered what happened in this warehouse a few hours ago.
He asked doubtfully: "You would rather throw a smoke bomb and disappear than leave from the door, not because Haiyuan is untrustworthy... but because you are afraid that she will find out that you are here to send this?"
"……You think too much."
Finally, he made up his mind to deliver the rations, and the camera had been installed. Shiraishi was not interested in wasting any more time with Conan.
He opened the door and left. Before leaving, he thought of something and said: "Don't mention me in front of her." In order to prevent Haiyuan's worldview from collapsing and his mentality...
Conan held the hot sauce and nodded with a complicated mood.
…
After Shiraishi left the sight of others, he released his mask state and returned to his body.
Haibara Ai, the humanoid radar, spends all day in the ward. Mask cannot avoid her and sneak in, but hot sauce and the mini camera hidden in the lid can.
——After all, she is just here to accompany him in bed, not to be some pervert who keeps an eye on people. She cannot keep an eye on Shiraishi.
As long as Haihara Ai secretly adds hot sauce to the rice while she is distracted reading the recipe, she will never stop people from eating.
In order to have a spicy bite, he really went through a lot of trouble. Shiraishi sighed quietly, and suddenly sympathized with Dr. Agasa.
It is said that after Haiyuan Ai moved in, he has not eaten junk food for a long time...