Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 March 31, Monday, afternoon, Huazhen Station.

　　 Hearing Yamazaki’s retort, seeing his companion’s ugly face and sweating, Mr. Sato asked incredulously: "I, Date, is this really what you did?"

"I," Mr. Date said sadly, "Yes, it's true. Uchikawa is right, I did accept the kickback, and he happened to see and photographed this incident. He wanted to blackmail me. A large sum of money, if I didn’t pay, he would send the photos he took to the Physicians’ Union and our hospital. So I agreed with him to trade on the tram, and then used the free meal coupon to arrange this time. Traveling, deliberately delaying the return time until this afternoon, when there are few people, the time difference of using the electric workshop... I thought that this plan would be very good, just like the surgery I performed, I didn’t expect that it would not only run into gross profit. Sir, there is also a flaw in the phone record, and something unexpected happened."

Conan asked in Maori's voice: "No matter what kind of famous doctors are ordinary people, no matter how careful they are, there will still be misdiagnosis. Similarly, the crimes committed by ordinary people are simply impossible. It will be seamless."

　　 "Huh?" Mei Daizi wanted to step forward, but Yamazaki grabbed her arm, "Don't go over now."

"But the scars that are invisible to people do exist, and there are criminal acts that the law cannot sanction." Mr. Date said, "If I only take the paper money, how can you convict me? Oh, This may be Inland Sea’s revenge, use the coin he likes."

Hearing Yamazaki’s voice, Conan stretched his head and looked at it. He sighed in relief, then retracted and asked in a Maori voice, "Ah! Mr. Date, although I will know later, but can you please tell me? How did the case work? Why did Mr. Uchikai not shout and run away, and there was no obvious trauma?

"I want to read the report after the autopsy, and it can be inferred by Mr. Mori's ability." Mr. Date said, "The wound on the inner elbow of the left hand in the Inland Sea, as long as you roll up the sleeve, you will be able to see it. There is no shouting. The reason is that Neihai is actually an addict. Although the addiction is not big, it is indeed addictive."

　　 "What!" Mr. Sato was taken aback.

"That’s the case. You took the medicine from Mr. Uchikai last night, and you dragged it into the afternoon today, and then you told him on the phone that the medicine was in your hand, using his mentality that he couldn’t wait to want the medicine and got him an intravenous injection. Opportunity, to inject the mixed medicine into his body, so when Mr. Utsumi reacted, it was too late, maybe he couldn't even speak, and stretched out his right hand weakly to grab you but it just grabbed your collar. The button of Utsumi, and then Mr. Uchikai used his right hand to grab the button on your collar and died. You broke off the right finger of the dead Uchikai to get out." Conan said in a Maori voice, "So From beginning to end, Mr. Utsumi did not make a call."

　　 "As expected of the sleeping Kogoro, a detective," Mr. Date said, "Mr. Mouri, you are right."

"Mr. Date, can I ask you one more question. You know that Mr. Utsumi is an addict. It must be to confirm whether Mr. Utsumi really has a photo on his hand, and he secretly investigated him." Conan used Maori. Asked, "Then, do you know where Utsumi's medicine came from?"

"Are you asking if these medicines are related to the medicines in the Rice Flower Library?" Mr. Date said, "I'm sorry, I discovered this through his state. By the way, the pot of coffee may be Uchiha for refreshing Yes." Then he sighed, "It's amazing."

　　 Kobayashi Yosuke asked, "Mr. Mori?"

　　 "I'm fine." Conan said in a Maori voice.

　　 "Come with us, Mr. Date." Yosuke Kobayashi took his two subordinates and Mr. Date and left.

　　 Conan went out from the other side of the bench, Yamazaki let go of the arm that had been holding Mei Daizi, and Mei Daizi immediately walked over to Maori who was still closed and looked at it.

　　 Lan asked, "What are you looking at?"

　　 Mei Daizi said: "I always think the sound comes from behind the uncle's neck." She reached out her hand and poked the back of Maori's neck with her finger.

　　 "Maidaizi." Lan hurried over.

　　This troublesome guy, Conan ran to Yamazaki while putting the button speakers away, "Thank you."

　　 "You're welcome, it's okay to submit the report earlier." Yamazaki laughed softly, "Of course, the narration process is also your business."

　　 "I got it." Conan said grumpily.

　　 At this time, the station broadcast said that the tram to Tokyo had arrived at Huazhen Station.

　　 "Dad, wake up, we have to go." Lan said.

　　 Mei Daizi said, "He seems to be sleeping very heavily."

　　 Conan said: "Ah, the reasoning just now must be too exhausting."

　　 "Let me come." Yamazaki smiled, "I'm already very skilled in this job."

　　Lan smiled and said, "I really trouble you."...

　　 Later, Mr. Date was sentenced to six years. The police investigated Mr. Utsumi, but found no clues related to drugs. ...

　　 At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Mori, who was awake, returned to the Meidai restaurant with the four Yamazaki, and then went home.

　　 Miyamoto's living room.

　　 Miko Miyamoto asked Mi Daiko and Yamazaki, "How's it going?"

　　 "It's not fun." Mei Daizi said, then reading the newspaper and some documents on the table, she asked, "Is there no dinner, Mom?"

　　 "I don't know when you will get home, so I didn't prepare." Mikomoto smiled, "It's like it's too late to eat now."

　　 Yamazaki briefly talked about the incident, and then asked what happened last night. Miko Miyamoto handed him today’s evening paper, “It has been fully confirmed that it was an accident caused by gas.”

The newspaper is a follow-up report, adding a lot of dead people, accounting for economic losses, and the country and the industry have introduced measures. The country has ordered gas companies everywhere to initiate a national gas equipment inspection. Next month will be the gas safety month. The qualification certification work of relevant personnel of institutions such as the Security Association, etc. will be further improved.

　　 Yamazaki looked at it and said, "The action is very fast."

　　 "These on the table are the new series of policies that will be published in the newspaper tomorrow," Miko Miyamoto said, "You two will take a look at it later."

　　 Mei Daizi said: "Ah, I have an appointment with Lan to go to Yuanzi's house tomorrow."

　　 "I have to watch it at least once." Miko Miyamoto smiled, then looked at the time, "It's almost time, let's go down."...

　　 At night, in the bedroom of a suite on the ground floor of the Black Organization Pharmaceutical Factory.

The tea-haired woman hugged her legs tightly with an inhuman face, and shrank at the corner of the bed. Although her body was covered with a thick quilt, her pores shrank and shivered, because the icy cold did not come from outside, but It came from the bottom of my heart, so I couldn't feel a trace of temperature on my body.

After I just finished the call, I suddenly remembered that there was one missing person in the base today, a person who understands building safety engineering. Today, vodka has a very strong murderous spirit. I think of the building where a gas explosion occurred, and there have been more than two hundred dead. Reminiscent of the cold smile on the corners of the gin's mouth, the tea-haired woman felt a kind of horror that had never happened before, and felt a sudden fear.

I also thought of my sister just now, just like the situation during this period. After only talking for a minute or two, she hung up the phone in a hurry. The tea-haired woman only felt very helpless, but she also felt lost. Because I am a little uninterested in the experiment, it is more from the day when the subordinate was killed in front of me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The tea-haired woman feels that she has changed, she can think, she can think right and wrong . However, after thinking a lot, I suddenly became sensitive, not only the murderous aura that appeared on them from time to time, but also this underground base that was built for myself to a large extent, which cost more than one billion US dollars. The underground base, I no longer feel that this is so beautiful, but feels a little out of place.

It would be great if all the money could be replaced by bags, "Hehe!" Thinking of the bags that could crush herself to death, the tea-haired woman laughed out loud, and then felt the chill in her heart disappear and her body became When it gets hot, kick the quilt away immediately. Then I checked the time. It was only half past nine. I thought of the fashion items my sister had just recommended on the phone. I immediately got out of bed and turned on the TV. Then I returned the cordless phone I had just thrown on the bedside and took the remote control next to the phone. He took some snacks from the pantry, and sat on the bed to broadcast the TV, looking for advertisements introducing fashion goods. ...

　　At this time, a black-clothed man entered the gym and bowed to the gin who was drinking water and said, "My lord, they didn't say anything meaningful, and they still haven't been traced."

　　 Gin wine waved him away, "It seems that I have learned a lot."

　　 Putting the barbell on the support, Vodka gasped and said, "Big brother, just order her to tell her the address."

　　 Ginjiu asked coldly: "Can you guarantee that she won't live in another place in the future?"

　　 "This..." Vodka is choked.

　　 After drinking the gin, he put down the cup and turned and walked out. Vodka took down the barbell again. ...