Corpse collector in Conan

After hesitating for a moment, Haiyuan Ai finally silently closed her mouth of advice: if she tried to keep these children away from Vodka, the Young Detective Team would accidentally let Vodka know about it...

"It was fine before, but now... Judging from Conan's words, the changes in vodka can be called a complete transformation."

Hui Yuan Ai thought about it quietly in his mind: "If this kind of behavior arouses Vodka's alarm and causes him to start paying attention to me, things will be in trouble - that guy has been with me for a long time before, even if he has never seen me when I was a child. Maybe he will be suspicious because of my similarity to 'Shirley'... We must not let him set his sights on me, otherwise I and these children will all die."

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Hui Yuan Ai yawned: "I went to bed too late last night and wanted to catch up on my sleep, so I won't be with you."

After speaking, she secretly winked at Conan next to her: Let these children be more vigilant and not be fooled by vodka.

Conan: "..." Do you think I don't want to? The enemy is too cunning. Not to mention these brats, even Jiang Xia is about to praise him.

In any case, the itinerary of several children was decided. Haibara Ai is responsible for avoiding the cunning cadres, Conan is responsible for causing trouble for the cunning cadres, and the others go with Conan to visit the kind-hearted Mr. Yamada.

The children happily came to the bus stop and happily followed yesterday's route to Shijikawa Hospital...and then heard a mouth-watering news from the happy nurse.

"You mean the god of plague... cough, Mr. Yamada." The nurse tried her best to show regret, and leaned down to explain to the children, "He didn't adapt to the environment here, and he was transferred to another hospital - —Left just an hour ago."

Conan: "...?"

…

the other side.

Mihua General Hospital.

Vodka came to his new ward under the guidance of the nurse. As soon as he entered the room, he was startled: "Why is there someone else?"

The nurse looked at the other two patients in the room and whispered: "You were transferred too quickly, and there is no single ward for the time being. Doctor Heishan asked you to rest here first, and said that you must be there before tonight." You make arrangements."

She explained very carefully, fearing that this patient, who had been specially cared for by Dr. Montenegro, would think that she wanted to murder him, and would violently hurt others... Fortunately, such a terrible thing did not happen.

Just like what Dr. Montenegro said, although the patient was suspicious, he was very aggressive. After a while, Mr. Yamada seemed to reluctantly give in and walked into the room and walked to his bed.

The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief. She explained the precautions for hospitalization and left quickly.

However, as soon as he took a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed him from behind.

"!" The little nurse turned around suddenly and saw Mr. Yamada's face. She was startled and stammered: "You, what else can you do?"

Vodka just entered the room to check the bed. Seeing that there was no obvious weirdness there, he chased him out to check for other dangers. Although he didn't have to stay in this ward overnight, who could guarantee that there would be no murderers during the day? As we all know, Uzo's stage never picks the time, and there are many guys who commit crimes in broad daylight.

Thinking of this, he lowered his voice and asked the little nurse: "Who are the two patients in the same ward? - I don't mean anything else. I'm just here for the first time. I want to know more information and get along well with them."

Little nurse: "..." I understand, I understand, you think they are going to harm you, so you want to eliminate the danger in advance.

Although this question was a bit sudden, fortunately, with the doctor's reminder, she was well prepared.

While trying not to reveal the privacy of other patients, the nurse provided some information that Vodka wanted: "The person in bed No. 1 is Mr. Akabane. Unfortunately, he was in a serious car accident a week ago. He just got out of bed two days ago. I was transferred out of the intensive care unit and now it’s difficult to even stand up.

"On bed No. 2 is Mr. Sekiguchi. He is over 70 years old. He twisted his waist two weeks ago and it is still difficult to get up and move."

She euphemistically expressed the same meaning - those two people can't even stand up, let alone get up to plot against you, an eight-foot tall man.

Sure enough, Mr. Yamada looked slightly relieved when he heard the news. He finally stopped struggling and turned back to the ward.

…

Vodka walked around the ward, surveying the environment.

Lobby.

The spacious and bright automatic door slid open, and outside the door, four children walked in dusty.

——Isn’t it just a missed opportunity? How could this setback prevent them from visiting their savior.

Elementary school students always like to run around outside, but now that they encounter this kind of thing, they are not depressed. They turn around and follow the directions of the nurses from Sijikawa Hospital and arrive at Miwa General Hospital.

"There are so many people." As soon as they entered the hospital lobby, the children were stunned for a moment.

Moto Kojima looked at the crowded crowd and thought of the quiet atmosphere of Shikikawa Hospital. He couldn't help but scratch his head: "The air here is so bad. Why does Mr. Yamada have to live here?"

Ayumi Yoshida looked sympathetic: "He must be too lonely - have you forgotten? We are both hospitalized. Xiaochun has parents and classmates visiting him, but Mr. Yamada is alone."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya felt the same way: "Yesterday he was almost hit by a flowerpot and there were no family members or colleagues to comfort him. This is really pitiful."

Conan: "Colleague..."

When he mentioned Vodka's colleague, a dark figure with long silver hair inevitably popped up in his mind.

Think about Gin carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers to visit the patient in the hospital...

Conan retracted his thoughts and shuddered silently: This is simply unimaginable.

"Gin won't really come to visit the patient." Conan couldn't help but mutter in his heart: In the past, he always hoped to have more opportunities to get close to Gin, but now... Vodka is already so troublesome, and adding Gin, the danger level is simply terrible.

With these kids who love to die next to him, let's pray that the hospital is safer today.

While thinking, Conan followed the kids to the front desk and asked about the ward where "Mr. Yamada" was - No. 503.

...

Vodka walked around the ward and found nothing suspicious. His two patients were indeed as the nurse said, one weaker than the other, and they would probably be knocked down by the recoil if they were given a gun.

This finally made Mr. Yamada, who had been worried for several days, feel relieved. He sat back on the bed, stretched out his body.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, the door of the ward was pushed open with a creak.

The next moment, several familiar and innocent voices sounded: "Mr. Yamada, we are here to see you, are you surprised?"

Vodka: "..."

Vodka sat up: "???"