Corpse collector in Conan

Vodka picked up the sealed bag handed over by Doctor Montenegro.

At this moment, another person walked into the ward swaggeringly.

Vodka was startled and raised his head alertly, and then he was surprised to find that the person coming was actually Dr. Shirai - probably because of the result of his emphasis last time, Dr. Montenegro helped him find this fish monster.

The fish monster's work attitude today was also very perfunctory. Dr. Shirai looked at Vodka casually: "How are you feeling recently?"

When Vodka saw this hateful guy, he couldn't help grinding his teeth: "..." It feels very bad, the kind of bad feeling that I want to shoot you in the head.

Dr. Shirai didn't wait for his answer, and smiled to himself: "Actually, there is no need for you to keep looking for me. Mr. Heishan's medical skills are enough to deal with your illness - of course, the most important thing is that this guy Heishan is very cautious. Keep mentioning me in front of him, but be careful of being resented by him. "

When Vodka heard the keyword "holding a grudge", he immediately became alert: "?!"

Dr. Shirai didn't have such a high consciousness. Ever since he planned to change jobs, he felt relaxed and was too lazy to continue to maintain the old-fashioned and serious image of a doctor.

He patted his colleague on the shoulder and jokingly joked with the patient in front of him: "Haha, but he probably hates me more than you - I heard that you can barely be considered a detective. If I die one day, you Just capture Hei Shan, I’m sure it’s correct!”

Vodka: “…”

This, this is the doctor chosen by the organization for Uzo? Who picked it, and did they have any discernment? This doctor clearly has a look of death on his face!

and……

There was no need to count them in detail. With a glance, he realized that there were four people in the room at this time - Dr. Shirai, plus three people with different identities including him.

"..."

An innocent cadre began to sweat profusely.

Of course Dr. Shirai, who was addicted to showing off, did not stay for treatment. He just went through the motions and left.

Vodka gave him a "fail" stamp in his heart.

After ending the interview unilaterally, he wanted to jump up and run away, but the words "Stay in the hospital" from the police department during the daytime made him stop with hatred.

——If he runs away now, even if the police later find out that he is innocent, he, "Mr. Yamada", will probably be labeled as "cannot be trusted."

After today's ups and downs, Vodka realized more and more deeply that the friendliness of the police was sometimes of great use - for example, if the person marked with blood-red paint today was Jiang Xia, then the police department would probably only suspect that the curly-haired man was slipping. Instead, he would not take his brother Jiang Xia back to the police station.

"Forget it, I'm here now, just bear with me for two more days." Vodka looked at the dark night outside, fearing the possible traps outside, and did not dare to run away on the spot, "And the interview results can't be written so hastily. Just a little more filling.”

…

Vodka brainstorming time.

Next to him, Dr. Heishan took a deep breath and calmed down from his colleague's provocation.

Looking back, he saw "Mr. Yamada" holding sealed food, but did not open it immediately to eat. Dr. Montenegro understood something and thought he understood.

He said to the nurse: "Pack up and go out. Don't disturb this gentleman. Let him eat by himself."

With that said, he took the lead to leave, leaving enough quiet personal space for the patient.

Seeing this, the little nurse also picked up the dinner plate and left.

When the two of them went out, Vodka came back to his senses, wiped his face with grief and anger, and returned his attention to the present.

He began to turn over and check his dinner today.

There are no air leaks or pinholes. The brand is a big brand with strict inspections. The quality is guaranteed. The anti-counterfeiting certification can also be checked. It is not counterfeit... Yes, it can be eaten!

After working hard all day, he was already hungry. Vodka checked the carton of milk in the same way, finally tore open the package and started eating his dinner.

Although the conditions were a bit more difficult, he had eaten this kind of food before when he worked overtime, so Vodka adapted well to it: not only did he finish the meal quickly, but he also immediately fell asleep comfortably and fell into a drowsy state. I lean on the pillow and want to take a nap...

Um? etc.

Vodka opened his eyes wide and suddenly felt something was wrong: Although it was dark, it was only what time, how could he feel sleepy? !

Even though he had worked hard all day, an Uzo fan just came over. How could he sleep at this time?

——Something is wrong, very wrong! There’s something wrong with this food! Or...or was that little nurse secretly spraying something in the air just now? ?

This shouldn't be the case! Even if someone wanted to murder, shouldn't the deceased be Dr. Shirai? What does this have to do with an innocent patient like him!

Vodka covered his throat to no avail, and a turmoil surged in his heart. He struggled to get up, but he was no match for the surging sleepiness. Finally, he flopped back onto the pillow and closed his eyes without feeling at all peaceful.

…

After a healthy patient is forced to sleep.

With a creak, the door to the ward was gently pushed open. In the shadow outside the crack of the door, Doctor Montenegro walked in.

The kind-faced doctor saw the empty packaging bag on the table, pushed up his glasses, and smiled as if his plan had succeeded.

He walked over to observe the condition of the vodka and confirmed that "Mr. Yamada" was asleep. Doctor Montenegro took out a sealed food and a carton of milk from the bag he carried with him - from the brand to the specific type, these were the same as the vodka just now The portion I ate was exactly the same.

Then he leaned over to observe the packaging bags left by Vodka, and tore the bag in his hand in the same shape. He poured out the food inside and replaced the food bags with the empty packaging on Vodka's table.

"How naive." Dr. Montenegro shook his head, "Who said that sealed food is safe? As long as you open it after buying it and seal it back in the same way, ordinary people can't tell at all."

He walked to the window, opened the curtains, and then turned around and went out, leaving the ward.

...

Time flew by quickly.

In the middle of the night, the bed creaked, and a figure sat up in horror.

Vodka opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was dark. His breathing stopped suddenly, and his first reaction was that he had come to hell after death.

Soon, his reason returned a little, and he thought that he might just be blind, or he was kidnapped and locked in a lightless basement.

Finally, as his eyes gradually adjusted to the light, Vodka found incredulously that he was sleeping in the same ward as before: his body was intact, not injured, and the floor of the ward was empty, without a body suddenly appearing.

Vodka: “……?”

Someone went to great lengths to knock him out and put him in the ward, and did nothing?

…How is this possible? ?