Detective Conan: Twelve Death Warlocks

"But the police are already checking with the police from various countries through the embassy. It is expected that the results will be available soon!" Conan looked at Sera Masumi next to him, still feeling a little stressed.

Sera Masumi felt Conan's weird behavior, but didn't take it seriously. After all, Conan, a child, cannot be figured out by ordinary people's thinking. I'm afraid other people don't know what he is thinking. Moreover, even Conan is thinking

Others are just a matter of a moment.

Things had been planned, and Conan started wandering outside. No one knew when something would happen in the hospital. As for them, they also had to continue tracking and investigating the matter. Conan looked at the date and saw that a long time had passed.

It has been seven days, that is to say, it has been seven days since they came to Osaka.

"If this continues, I'm afraid it will be even more disadvantageous for us." Conan murmured to himself.

He is used to this kind of scene, but it is not a problem to delay it like this. So...

In fact, the police arranged a lot of manpower, including specialized doctors and nurses, who were all capable of self-defense. However, looking at the person inside, Conan couldn't help but shook his head, and then turned around and left the place arranged by the police. In fact, for

As far as the police are concerned, they also have these antibiotics and other medicines. After all, there is a risk of injury every time they perform a mission. Moreover, it is not impossible to give the remaining medicines to prisoners.

However, I'm afraid this prisoner will be very confused, because the police arrested him and only asked about some of the cases they responded to. They didn't ask about the "Twelve Death Warlocks" at all. I don't know what he would be like.

idea.

Dr. Fuyuan walked in, put on a mask, and took a prescription from Osaka City University Medical School Affiliated Hospital. He walked in, followed by several professional nurses: "Test his blood pressure and related physical characteristics, Toyama Criminal Director

We have been told that this person must be closely monitored. Our hospital cannot be careless."

"Yes, Doctor Fuyuan."

Dr. Fuyuan took the record book to record the situation, and then signed Ichiro Fuyuan's name. When he turned around, he seemed not to notice the stool behind him, and bumped into it and fell to the ground, but he quickly stood up.

He stood up and rubbed the area where he had just hit the chair: "It hurts so much. I was really unlucky today. The car broke down halfway, and I happened to be seen by the director when I arrived at the hospital."

The nurse next to him just smiled. The nurse walked over and picked up the sling bottle and exchanged the infusion liquid bottle. After Dr. Fuyuan confirmed that there was no problem, he turned to the nurses and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he also told the patient: "If there is anything,

Please press the bedside pager and the nurse will come over immediately."

"okay."

After they left, the criminal reluctantly moved aside, because when Dr. Fuyuan turned around and hit the chair and fell down, his mobile phone fell out. It was a Sony Xperia 5 II. He picked up the mobile phone and

I dialed a number, and soon the other party picked up: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Redding."

"Oh? I thought you were arrested by the Japanese police. Where are you now?" The person on the phone seemed very anxious.

"I'm at the Osaka City University School of Medicine Hospital. There should be police guarding the outside. I was shot in the leg by a detective, and the hospital performed surgery on me."

"Oh? Did the Japanese police ask you anything?"

"No, they only asked me about what happened at the National Museum of Art in Osaka. It seems that they have settled some things to reduce people's suspicion. Of course, there is nothing that can be done about it, but if you don't

Come on, I'm afraid they will ask about the 'Twelve Death Warlocks' soon, and I can't guarantee whether I will tell anyone what I know."

"Tell me your bed number and name." For safety reasons, the police generally do not use the prisoner's true identity to register.

Redding said "Hmm" and turned to look at the registration card beside the bed: "James Stephen, bed number: 408."

On the fourth floor of Osaka City University School of Medicine Hospital, a figure flashed past, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth: "408, right?"

Conan stood up from the chair, turned around and went to the smoking area, where Maori Kogoro was smoking at this time. Seeing Conan, Maori Kogoro was very leisurely: "I didn't expect that you, a brat, and I are waiting for the prisoner here.

's appearance."

"Haha, Uncle Kogoro is very good at catching bad guys! At least I won't be harmed. They will do the dangerous things."

Kogoro flicked the ashes of his cigarette and then put out the cigarette butt: "That's true. But I still hope nothing happens."

Watching Kogoro walk in, Conan made a call to Hattori Heiji who was also there. Hattori Heiji nodded: "The other party did dial out. But the time was too short and the tracking was not in place."

"The other party is on the fourth floor. However, in order for the subsequent plan to proceed smoothly, I did not alert the prisoner."

"Okay, I understand. Now I'll ask Mr. Liu Kun to go in as a doctor again."

When Liu Kun saw Hattori Heiji nodding to him, he immediately looked panicked and walked into the room. At this time, the phone had been put back to its place.

"Oh, the phone really fell here because it hit the chair. It's really nerve-wracking."

When he walked out with his mobile phone, the policeman at the door thanked him, but on the fourth floor, there were still people playing the same lines and roles. Liu Kun was a master in this area and had to do this in order to prevent eavesdropping. The policeman at the door wanted to take the

Liu Kun did not stop him from going for a checkup while using his mobile phone, and neither did the people at the hospital. For this kind of thing, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected.

Liu Kun and Hattori Heiji rode Hattori Heiji's motorcycle to the top floor of the hospital. Conan smiled and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Liu Kun to be so thoughtful. He even bought a mobile phone."

"In fact, there is nothing we can do about it, otherwise it will be easy to get involved. But relatively speaking, I prefer Chinese-made machines, such as Huawei, but they cannot be used in Japan."

Conan shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that Liu Kun would come up with such a plan to disturb the other party's mood. But he also knew very well that after this, the other party would easily believe that the other party was in the hospital and would ask someone to rescue him.

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At this time, Liu Kun's cell phone rang. Liu Kun took it out, which was a Huawei MateXS folding screen phone. But he quickly nodded lightly: "Okay, I understand."