Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

After Conan asked this question, Haibara Ai's body stiffened uncontrollably, but then she relaxed. After testing Zhao Zhuoyue's reaction to her suspension of research, she believed that Mizumayue could not be organized. people.

What? You said that Shui Jianyue even used Zhicun Lang and Zhao Zhuoyue together. He was the only one who was the organizer, while Zhicun Lang and Zhao Zhuoyue were not?

But just from the fact that Tsukishima might not necessarily come to the lab every month... His interest in research is lower than it seems.

On the contrary, it was Conan, who was so nervous that even Mizuma Yue could see it.

"What? Vodka was hospitalized? Did you fight?" Mizumayuki asked with a look of surprise. That look alone tells you that he must have a bad relationship with vodka.

As for Conan's nervousness, he was understood by Mizuma Yue as the initiator, so he was worried about Mizuma Yue's evaluation and attitude.

"Uh, no." Conan said: "I don't know who was attacked and seriously injured. It was in the ICU of this hospital before, and it should have been brought back by the organization."

"Huh? Shouldn't the organization do this because they don't have money to see a doctor?" Mizumayue thought about it seriously.

"How is that possible?" Conan really couldn't understand how a shrewd person would usually be so stupid when he solved the case. "The organization can't even cure a vodka, so the fact that vodka was sent to the hospital means that he was not injured within the control of the organization, and was attacked when he was alone." Conan analyzed.

"There is another detail. When the organization chooses to take vodka away, it must choose a time when it can bring vodka back to the organization alive. That is to say, at that time, vodka must have put life in danger, and at that time, vodka had just entered the icu not long ago. , which means that vodka has a very fast recovery ability." Haibara Ai added.

"It's the organization's dark cuisine again?" Mizumayuki asked.

Glancing at Mizumayuki, Haiyuan Ai nodded: "There is much more to organizational research than the atpx series, and it is not impossible to produce a product that can be quickly recovered."

At this time, Mizumayuki's phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Mizuma? Have you returned to Tokyo?" Miyamoto Yumi's voice.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mizumayuki asked.

"Miwako was forced to have a blind date with Shiratori! I thought you wouldn't be able to come back, so I didn't inform you!" Miyamoto Yumi said eagerly: "The place is...you go quickly."

"Damn it, I'm going right now!" After putting down the phone, Mizumayuki told Haibara Ai that she still had work to do, and turned around and walked out of the laboratory.

"Eh, that's not right...why am I going!" Suimayue stopped in the corridor and muttered to herself, because Hachiko Yumi told him the address and told him to go, so she subconsciously felt that she had to go quickly, "Forget it. Hurry up." Otherwise, I always feel uneasy.

In a private room of a high-end restaurant, Shiratori Ren Saburo, who looks like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, and Sato Miwako, who was forced to put on a kimono and make up, sat opposite each other.

"Miwako..." Shiratori called tentatively.

"Don't call me Miwako!" Sato Miwako responded indifferently: "Don't say or do anything, I'll leave right away after two hours, you don't have to think about anything else, find something to pass the time, what do you want to eat? Please."

Shiratori was choked firmly, and said very aggrieved: "It's not you..."

"How many times do you want me to say it again, I clipped one of the photos with my toes, who knew it was you who was so unlucky!" Sato Miwako gambled back without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"That's also the fate of the two of us. Do you hate me so much?" Shiratori finally said a complete sentence.

"Then explain to me first, which genealogy of your family is Shiratori tea leaves on?" Sato Miwako said contemptuously, what she really hated about Shiratori was that he started from her mother's side. .

"I..." Shiratori was speechless.

Sato Miwako took a sip of tea and felt unaccustomed to it, and called the waiter to ask for a stack of fried rice and a can of Coke.

Seeing that Mikazu Sato was about to finish the fried rice, Shiratori tried to play other cards: "Mi... Sato, do you remember the first time we met?"

"Remember!" Mikako Sato's words filled Shiratori's eyes with hope. "When you first came here, when you introduced yourself to us, you introduced yourself like a lunatic. Say your bank card number."

Neurosis... Shiratori smiled wryly. It turned out that his first impression in the girl's mind was a neurosis.

"No, no, it's not the first time, can you think about it again?" Shiratori said.

"We've met before?" Sato Miwako asked rhetorically.

"Well, I've seen it, think about it." Shiratori said expectantly.

Putting the last bite of fried rice into his mouth, Sato Miwako shook his head: "I can't remember, you have to fart."

"Alas..." Shiratori sighed and began to tell a story to Sato Miwako.

It was such a story: Once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted to be a lawyer, so he went to the library to read law books every day.

One day, the little boy saw a little girl arguing with an adult. After listening for a while, he understood. It turned out that the little girl saw the adults stealing books, so she stepped forward to stop them.

Seeing that the little girl couldn't say anything about them, the originally silent little boy couldn't stand it any longer, so he stood up and used his legal knowledge to scare away the group of people.

Then the little girl praised the little boy, saying that she dreamed of growing up, but the little boy who wanted to be a lawyer finally chose to be a policeman.

After telling the story, Shiratori looked at Sato Miwako with a burning gaze.

"You want to say that the little girl is me and the little boy is you?" Mikazu Sato understood what he meant~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That's right. ' Shiratori said excitedly.

"Impossible, you've identified the wrong person." Sato Mikazu said firmly: "When I was a child, I never went to the library again!"

"Do you hate me so much?" Shiratori asked. In his eyes, these were Mikazu Sato's refusal of his own words.

"That's right." Mikazu Sato admitted straightforwardly when it was useless to be cheeky.

"No, because you like that person..." Shiratori shook his head, not sure if he meant it to Mikazu Sato or to himself.

"Shut up! I don't have anyone I like!" Sato Miwako got angry for the first time, turned and left the private room.

Only a white bird gritted his teeth secretly.

"Miwako!"

After Mizumazuki hurried to the restaurant Yumi Hachipo said, Sato Miwako, who happened to see the gorgeous clothes, ran out angrily.