I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"That, Nanling!" Maori Kogoro's voice came from far away, "I remember, you are a doctor, right!"

"Ah, yes!" Nan Ling responded subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

"That's great, come here quickly!" Kogoro Mauri ran to him, pulled him up and walked towards the corpse.

Nan Ling was forcibly pulled over at a loss, and without being able to ask a word, was taken beside the corpse.

Apart from the two of them, there were only the embarrassed Mumu Police Department and a middle-aged man in a white coat.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Nan Ling politely asked the Mumu police department without looking at Bailing's body.

"Oops, the forensic doctor on Mumu's side can't find out the cause of death of the deceased." Kogoro Mauri said carelessly, not caring about his own words would make the police seem very incompetent, and he didn't pay attention to Mumu and the forensic doctor beside him. With an increasingly embarrassed expression, "I thought you were a medical researcher, maybe you can see a clue?"

"I did do a little research with my teacher...but I'm not a professional forensic doctor." Nan Ling said with tears in his eyes, "If it's an examination of a corpse, I'm probably not as good as a professional forensic doctor. "

"What does that matter." Maori Kogoro patted him on the shoulder, his face full of indifference, "There's nothing to do now anyway."

Nan Ling was helpless.

Okay, co-authoring this is a dead horse as a living horse doctor, right?

"Okay." Nan Ling said while putting on gloves, and reluctantly set his eyes on Bailing, "I'll give it a try."

After he finished speaking, he smiled apologetically at the decent forensic doctor, and the other party's face became a little better at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although he knew rationally that Nan Ling probably couldn't detect anything, Mu Mu still watched Nan Ling examine the body very intently.

Nan Ling's eyes gradually became more focused as he moved.

The person who did it was Moruo, and Nan Ling had never heard that Moro was good at using poison, so he would probably use the poison provided by the organization directly.

Is there a drug that can make it impossible to detect the cause of death? While there may also be a limitation of the lack of equipment - this is not a professional coroner's room after all - the most likely model is probably...

Nan Ling narrowed his eyes.

APTX-4870.

Coincidentally, this thing is not unfamiliar to him at all.

The principle is the same as that of medicine A, and even the ingredients are almost the same, except that the form of capsules is excluded, and it is made into a solution style, which is more convenient to use.

However, the production of this drug is limited—not to mention that Drug A is a failure, and the process of turning that capsule into a solution is also very error-prone and costly. So, except in special cases, almost no one will use it.

Hmm... it seems that this is a special case.

Nan Ling straightened up and shook his head, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

"Is that so..." The Mumu Police Department did not show a disappointed expression, "Well, thank you anyway, Nanjun."

"My honor." Nan Ling responded appropriately.

There is no way to tell them about the organization, so it's the best, and it won't be hated by the forensic doctor.

Now let him return to his original position and have fun fishing with Conan... right?

etc.

Nan Ling stared at the empty seat, the expression on his face was gradually on the verge of collapse.

So what about Conan?

...

The moment Nan Ling was pulled away, Conan felt that he had finally found an opportunity.

After making sure that Nanling couldn't see him, Conan jumped up, took advantage of his body to shuttle through the crowd like a duck to water, and secretly fell onto Moro.

Of course, he (confessed himself) was vigilant enough to think he would never be discovered.

...Nan Ling wanted to ask who gave him the courage, Liang Jingru? You also have to face the six-eyed flying fish?

Naturally, Moro is a professional killer—although he doesn’t have any cards when facing Chart, and he is so cowardly that he is often attacked—but a child who stalks him as an amateur can still find it.

So Conan followed and gradually realized that something was wrong.

This person... seems to be taking him to a remote place on purpose?

He gritted his teeth, but followed up reluctantly.

Anyway, I have an anesthesia needle. If I really can't do it, I can stab it with one needle. There should be no danger.

——At this time, Conan has not yet developed a corresponding concept of the danger of the black organization, so he is understandable to make this choice.

... excusable shit.

Nanling just wants to scold the street now.

It's really doing something for him without looking at it for a while... How does Conan's brain look like? Why are you so hearty?

He was so angry that he even wanted to just slump in place as if nothing happened.

Conan? Let him die, isn't salted fish fragrant? He has the aura of the protagonist, so it's not his turn to worry.

Oh, and speaking of protagonist halo.

Nan Ling stood up from the chair with a solemn expression as if he was thinking about a very difficult math problem.

... Maybe it's a physics problem, but anyway——

If Conan has the aura of the protagonist, he doesn't need to worry... Then is the person opposite him in trouble?

Nan Ling covered his head sadly.

In this way, Moro needs him to worry! What is this all about!

Why do I have to worry about these two people at the same time when the two are about to fight! Is this really a weight that carbon-based organisms can handle?

Although Moruo himself is not within Nan Ling's concern, if something happened to him that caused him to fail this mission...

Ah, I can already see Gin's unhappy face. (great read

After that, I might be forced to work overtime with Gin to make up for this mistake... No, no, absolutely not.

Such a future is not the future I want!

Thinking of this, Nan Ling immediately started looking for traces of the two with great urgency.

However, Moruo's figure had long since disappeared, and although there were not many people around, it was not so empty that he could see through the entire venue at a glance.

If Moro discovers Conan's stalking, there is a high probability that he will take him to a remote place.

After Nan Ling determined the target~www.wuxiahere.com~, he began to search for the two of them aimlessly - there was no way, he didn't see a trace, he could only follow the fate.

And just as he turned a corner—

Conan watched in horror as Moro approached him little by little, the anesthesia needle was dodged, he didn't wear a football belt today, and now he was almost powerless to resist Moro.

At this moment, he saw Nan Ling appearing from a corner.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Moruo also turned his head back.

For a time, the three of them stared at each other awkwardly.

Moro:  …

Nan Ling: ...

Conan:  …

But in the end, Nan Ling was the first to react, opening his mouth and shouting in anger.

"——Here, someone is kidnapping and selling children!"