Corpse collector in Conan

Beside him, Inspector Megure was in doubt, his eyes moving back and forth between his subordinates and Vodka. After thinking for a while, he asked Officer Takagi: "Are they really robbers? Did the gentleman who marked them leave any words?"

Officer Takagi shook his head, thinking that he had just arrived. At this moment, Yoshio Sekiguchi rushed out excitedly.

This social animal who originally did not dare to cause trouble changed his initial cowardly appearance. He pointed at Officer Kamikawa and said angrily:

"Don't listen to his quibbling, this man is a robber! - I ran into you in the bathroom before and wanted to ask you for help, but this policeman interrupted me first and threatened me that they had been watching me all the time, asking me not to have any bad thoughts and to help them kill the target obediently.

"I never thought that there were actually their people among the police. At that time, I just felt desperate. If it weren't for... if it weren't for this child and the gentleman in black to help me, I would definitely be a "murderer" who was brutally silenced now! "

His daughter seemed to understand, and hugged her father's legs in fear.

Inspector Megure looked at the emotional victim, and couldn't help feeling guilty: he had some impression of the encounter with Mr. Sekiguchi. Thinking about it carefully, Officer Kamikawa was indeed abnormal at that time - usually he just honestly mixed with his colleagues, but just now in the bathroom he was particularly active and his expression was very strange. It's a pity that they didn't think much about it at the time.

With Sekiguchi Yoshio's testimony, the balance in Inspector Megure's heart finally tilted. He sighed painfully, turned his eyes away from his subordinates who were trying to quibble, and turned to look at Vodka.

"What about Brother Yamada?" Inspector Megure asked Sekiguchi Yoshio, "Is he a robber?"

Vodka looked at Sekiguchi Yoshio vigilantly: "!" You kid must answer truthfully, don't talk nonsense under the suggestion of some guys!

Sekiguchi Yoshio lowered his head and looked at him, hesitantly: "I don't know. "

This should mean "no", Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could relax, he saw Yoshio Sekiguchi frowned: "But... but he is very suspicious!"

Vodka: "? !"

Yoshio Sekiguchi: "I have old people and young children to take care of, and I don't want to help the robbers to kill their accomplices. So before the last deadline, I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart, and I kept wandering around the hospital, trying to find an opportunity to get out of their sight.

"But no matter where I go, I can see at least one abnormal figure - including this Mr. Yamada, who was sneaky at the time and was following me!"

Vodka: "..." Bloody slander! Don't be too confident, kid, I'm not following you, it's obviously that kid with glasses!

Yoshio Sekiguchi has just experienced the ups and downs of his life, and encountered such a terrible thing that "the police who want to help are actually the robbers themselves", and he is in a state of doubting everything.

Suddenly, he felt safe, and he couldn't help but confess his suspicions: "Moreover, there were so many people around, but the robbers didn't take anyone else as hostage, but took him - he was big and heavy, and he didn't look like a suitable hostage. But the robbers singled him out, don't you think it's strange?"

After thinking for a while, Sekiguchi Yoshio said: "And that powerful gentleman deliberately marked him with a paint gun - you were not at the scene, so you don't know how accurate and terrible his shooting skills are. This is definitely not an ordinary mistake, but has other intentions!"

The police looked at each other, doubtful.

Conan, who was listening, agreed with this statement.

"Of course, Mr. Kurosawa did not mark the wrong thing - strictly speaking, compared with those small robbers, Vodka, the cadre of the Black Organization, is the one who should be marked the most."

Conan muttered in his heart: "There are no bad people who like Sherlock Holmes... Of course, this is not the point. The point is that I don't know why, I always feel that Vodka seems to be a little afraid of him, and his attitude is extremely vigilant when facing him.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Although the curly-haired gentleman is an enemy of the Black Organization, his shooting movements are too skillful... Who is he? Is he some state agency that has set its sights on the Black Organization? "

"Anyway, since Mr. Kurosawa left this advantage, I must make good use of it..."

...

Everyone was considering what Sekiguchi Ryofu said, and at this moment, a child's voice sounded from their feet.

"Speaking of hostages, the public security has been very bad recently." Conan shook his head and sighed, "When I was riding a bus a while ago, the robbers on the bus also took many hostages. This is really scary. "

"! "The clever officer Takagi suddenly had an association, "I remember the time when the bus exploded, the robber picked his accomplice from a bus of hostages, pretending to kidnap her, but actually taking her away with him, could it be..."

Vodka's eyelids twitched wildly, he didn't expect that the hateful bus that had long been turned over could actually turn into a trap today.

He gritted his teeth and gave each of Takagi and Conan a score, and then planned to refute.

Who knew that at this moment, Conan said: "But, Uncle Yamada doesn't look like a robber at all."

Vodka: "?"

Conan looked sympathetic: "Brother Takagi, you'd better not doubt Uncle Yamada, he is really very pitiful-he always encountered cases at Shikigawa Hospital before, and he was finally transferred here today, but he happened to meet a robber again..."

“!” An idea flashed through Sekiguchi Yoshio’s mind, and a flash of lightning passed through his mind. “Yes, this is too coincidental! I heard from the nurse before that Mr. Yamada, who was just transferred to the hospital, is a psychiatric patient, but he lives with two trauma patients.

“Mental illness is difficult to diagnose, maybe he is actually faking it! In this way, he can stay in my father’s ward and monitor my actions. If I regret it at the last minute, he might immediately come forward and shoot me again, and kill me at the same time, pretending to try to stop me, and accidentally kill me! "

Conan smiled with relief in a corner where no one noticed, and a reflection flashed across his lens.

Vodka: "..."

Inspector Megure: "This..." Does it really make sense?

If it were normal, Inspector Megure would never want to doubt his backup detective brother.

But now, even the subordinates he favored... Alas, you can't know a person's heart by knowing his face. Putting aside the first impression, looking at it with a suspicious eye, Mr. Yamada's transfer to another hospital is indeed a coincidence that makes people suspicious.

"How about you come back to the Metropolitan Police Department with us first?" Inspector Megure turned to Vodka, "Wait until we find out the hideouts of these robbers, and then search their communication tools, we can prove your innocence..." Of course, if the result of the search is unfortunately the opposite... they just happened to catch the person on the spot.