Corpse collector in Conan

Sekikou's son was surprised: "What, what kind of robber?"

"Of course it's that group of bank robbers." Old Man Sekiguchi was confused, "They just robbed the bank where you work last week, and you forgot about it this week?"

Sekiguchi's son smiled bitterly: "There are too many things going on recently, I'm almost dizzy from work."

The old man Sekiguchi disagreed and said: "They still have several accomplices who are still at large. Although you are just an ordinary employee, you should be careful about this matter. Otherwise, what if they can't get over it and take revenge on you?"

Seeing that he was about to open the conversation, Sekiguchi's son quickly said: "How could you possibly retaliate against me? I didn't do anything at the time, I just hid under the table and shivered - okay, don't mention it, there are children next to me. ”

Vodka quietly pricked up his ears and listened carefully: "..." Oh, then you underestimate these "children" too much. They may have seen more cases than you have wet your pants.

Sure enough, the children were not afraid at all. The kid with the eyes in the lead asked with great interest: "Uncle, are you talking about the 100 million yuan bank robbery case last week? I didn't expect you to be a party to the case - I The weekend social practice assignment is to understand this matter. Can you tell me the details? "

Vodka: "..." You don't even draft a lie. Which elementary school would assign this kind of homework? You'd better go ahead and lie.

However, some people were actually fooled. Grandpa Sekiguchi, who loves children, heard that this was a child's homework and immediately knew everything he could say:

"Although I have not seen those robbers with my own eyes, based on my experience of watching the news for so many years, they must be a group of very professional and well-organized guys, completely different from those little shrimps who fish in troubled waters and improvise.

"I heard that they cut off the bank's security system, and then a large number of people broke into the bank, quickly took control of the situation, and finally stole 100 million in cash and walked away - the whole process took less than five minutes, professional and practical It’s so professional.”

Several real children were stunned as they imagined that scene.

After a few seconds, Genta Kojima came back to his senses: "One hundred million yen...how much can you buy?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya thought about it seriously and said with a longing look on his face: "Of course I can buy whatever I want."

Yoshida Ayumi quickly "shushed": "Don't talk nonsense! Those are stolen money, we can't worry about it."

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko faced her cute face and immediately knelt down: "Of course! I will teach Genta a lesson and make him correct this kind of thinking."

Kojima Mota was confused: "Huh?"

Vodka's eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on Yoshida Ayumi: "..." It's stolen money, so you can't worry about it, but you can worry about other money? ——This female elementary school student seems innocent and kind, but she may be the best at pretending among the children, so she should not be underestimated.

If his friends were stared at like this in normal times, Conan would be doubly alert.

But now, he remembered something and his attention was attracted by the case in front of him: "How many robbers are there in total?"

Sekiguchi's son didn't want to talk about this topic: "I told you, I was hiding under the table and shaking, and I didn't see anything."

Conan was not fooled: "But uncle, you were at work at the time. Your job couldn't have been to wipe the floor under the table - that is to say, at least when the robbers broke in, you must have seen it. he."

Sekiguchi Yoshio: "..."

...We are all of the same age, why is this kid in front of me so clingy? He is far less cute than his daughter!

He didn't know how to answer, so he ignored Conan's words and said to his father: "Dad, I have something to do at work, so I have to leave first."

"Okay." Grandpa Sekiguchi yawned, "Remember to bring me some snacks next time you come. The food in the hospital is so light that my taste buds have almost completely degenerated."

Sekiguchi Yoshio waved his hand helplessly: "Okay."

He walked out the door and left in a hurry.

After he left, Vodka looked at the old man Sekiguchi belatedly: "..." No, it's been two or three minutes since this man was poisoned, how come he's still alive?

Looking at it, he suddenly discovered that the curtain that had just been closed by the car accident patient on the innermost side had opened a gap at some point - that guy was eavesdropping on the conversation outside.

Probably after hearing Sekiguchi Yoshio leave, the car accident patient moved his fingers and closed the curtain again.

Vodka: "..." Something is wrong, something is very wrong with this ward. You have to find a way to swim out smoothly before getting sucked into the whirlpool...

…

Vodka brainstorming time.

In the hospital corridor, Sekiguchi Yoshio looked out the window and sighed heavily.

At this time, he suddenly noticed two figures reflected on the smooth and crystal clear glass.

"?!" He turned around suddenly and suddenly found a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes behind him.

The man took out a dark ID card, showed it to him, and then said seriously: "Hello, I am a police officer - Mr. Sekiguchi Yoshio, I guess."

Sekiguchi Yoshio took a look at the certificate and found that the name on it was "Takagi Wataru". He nodded nervously: "What's wrong?"

Officer Takagi: "You just visited Ward 503, right? The person in the bed next to your father was a patient who was admitted to the hospital due to a car accident. Has anyone visited him during this period?"

Sekiguchi Yoshio waved his hands repeatedly: "I, this is the first time I have come to the hospital to see a doctor today, and it is also the first time I have seen the car accident patient. How did I know this... I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do, so I have to leave first."

He turned around and walked away quickly.

Miwako Sato, who was next to Takagi, looked at his back and couldn't help muttering: "I always feel that this person is not right - would ordinary citizens panic like this when seeing the police?"

Officer Takagi scratched his head in confusion: "Maybe my expression just now was too fierce? - Speaking of which, when I asked the front desk about the situation just now, the front desk said that there was another patient in that ward, and a few children came to visit him just now."

"How many children?" Officer Sato frowned, "Then let's not go in for now, so as not to stimulate those guys and bring danger - wait until those children leave."

Officer Takagi nodded and looked at the door of the ward before leaving.

Then his eyes paused: the name of the third patient on the name card was "Taro Yamada".

"Taro Yamada..." Officer Takagi muttered the name, and Vodka's face appeared in his mind. He laughed, "There are many people with the same name as Mr. Yamada, and this Taro Yamada is also in the hospital. This is really a wonderful fate. If I go to Shikigawa Hospital again during this period, I can tell Mr. Yamada about this. He might find it interesting."