I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

In the end, Twilight decides to believe Shinichi's idea.

After all, they don't have any other clues to use other than that.

And judging from past experience, Shinichi has never let them down.

Twilight himself still needs to recuperate temporarily, so he sends Takagi to visit Mori Kogoro, both to protect him and to provide him with some information.

For example, information about people he knows whose names have numbers from one to ten.

"Officer Twilight, you should also take care of your injuries, and I will take my leave first."

After telling the police the information at hand, Shinichi had no intention of staying here, and walked out of the ward after speaking.

In the corridor outside the ward, 78KG is seriously guarding here, for fear that the murderer will attack again.

It's just that he has a hamburger in his hand and takes a bite from time to time, which makes his serious expression look a little funny.

After saying hello to him, Shinichi continued to walk downstairs.

If nothing happens now, Xiaolan and Fei Yingli should be with her at Lishan Green's ward.

......

After being sent to the hospital by ambulance, the little assistant was examined by the doctor, but there was no big problem, but he simply ate a bad stomach.

793 This made Fei Yingli relieved at the same time, but also a little embarrassed.

I didn't expect that I hadn't cooked for too long, and my craftsmanship was unfamiliar like this!

So far, the barrister still hasn't had a lot of criticism about his cooking skills.

By the time Xiaolan and Miss Police Hua arrived, the little assistant with the infusion was already asleep on the hospital bed.

Obviously, it was only a day apart, but when the mother and daughter met again, the atmosphere seemed a little strange, and they looked at each other, but neither of them spoke first.

Miwako Sato also saw the strangeness in this, and knew that now was not the time to stay here.

After apologizing, he immediately left and returned to his post.

"Lan, I..."

"Mom..."

Fei Yingli sighed lightly, and was about to say something when she was interrupted.

Xiaolan muttered in a low voice, if she hadn't been close, she might not have been able to hear what she was saying clearly.

“...... I—Can I continue to call you Mommy? "

As if to muster up enough courage, the little angel raised his head, his eyes flashing.

“...... Of course you can, as long as (bfba) you still want to~"

Concubine Yingli didn't expect the girl's first sentence to be like this, and after a moment of silence, a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Hmmm! Mom! "

Xiaolan's face also showed a bright smile, and she nodded her little head vigorously.

The two who looked at each other and smiled did not continue to say anything, but as if they had already said everything, they understood their respective intentions from each other's eyes.

This relieved Shinichi outside the ward.

He watched the situation inside through the glass on the door, and only pushed the door open until Midori Kuriyama on the hospital bed showed signs of waking up.

Now that the problem between the mother and daughter is solved, all that remains is the waste wood uncle.

......

"Ah~Ah!!"

In the Maori Detective Agency, Maori Kogoro, who was half-lying on the sofa, couldn't help but sneeze.

He always felt a chill hit his body.

"It's strange, even if it rained yesterday, you shouldn't catch a cold after taking a hot shower, right?"

Mori Kogoro is still very confident in his physical fitness, after all, smoking and drinking for many years have not caused him to get any serious illness.

Occasionally, you can go to the rice flower characteristic street to play some games with Mama-san.

However, just in case, he still took the second cold medicine.

The drug effect here is still very strong, and it didn't take long for Mori Kogoro to feel groggy and his eyelids were fighting.

Coupled with Yoko Okino's beautiful singing voice on the TV, he soon fell asleep.

But a sharp knock on the door lifted his spirits for the time being. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

"Who?"

Although he was a little upset, considering that it might be a client who came to deliver the money who knocked on the door, Kogoro Mori patiently opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a man with a flat head and deep-set eyes, who looked rather gloomy.

The most important thing is that this person doesn't have much money in his pocket at first glance!

"What's the matter?"

Mori Kogoro's interest suddenly dissipated, yawned, and asked casually.

"Hello! Maori police officer! "

As soon as the flat-headed man spoke, Maori Kogoro was taken aback, you must know that he has not been a criminal police officer for many years, but the strange man in front of him called him by this title.

Rubbing his chin for a while, the more he looked, the more he felt that the man in front of him was a little familiar.

"Wait! You're not the Murakami Sho! "

With a slap on the head, Maori Kogoro pointed at the flat-headed man and shouted.

Murakami is a murderer he arrested when he was still a criminal policeman.

There is no death penalty in Sakura Country, and even if you kill someone, you will be in prison for more than ten years at most.

If you behave well, you can even come out early.

Especially in the rice flower, fresh prisoners are sent into the number almost every day, and if a few are not released every three or five times, I am afraid that they will not be able to squeeze in.

Akira Murakami, who appeared at the Maori Detective Agency, was one of those who were released.

"Actually, I'm here to thank you, Officer Maori!"

Looking at Mori Kogoro's unkind gaze, Murakami immediately raised his hands and expressed his friendliness as much as possible.

Rice Flower Prison is full of talent, and you can find top talents from almost all walks of life in it.

Murakami Zhang, who was originally just a small dealer, has also learned a lot of skills in the past ten years and is preparing to start his life again.

Mori Kogoro can also see that the other party's thanks are also sincere.

"I'm not a police officer anymore, so I don't need to add the word police officer to the end."

Entertaining the other party to sit on the sofa and handing over a can of beer, Mori Kogoro also changed back to his usual lazy appearance.

"That's a pity, it's a pity that there is no righteous and capable police officer like you, it's a pity for the Metropolitan Police Department!"

Murakami took a sip of beer and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"If only you could continue to be a criminal policeman, so that Mihua can be more peaceful."

Although he was very angry when he was caught at that time, after being indoctrinated, he had completely changed his mind and just wanted to be a good person.

The hostile relationship of the past can indeed sit down and chat calmly, and Mori Kogoro can only sigh at the wonder of fate.

For what Murakami's abbot said, he didn't answer a word.

The conversation between the two didn't last long when they were interrupted by another knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

In the past, there may have been no guests coming to the door all day, but today I came twice in a row.

Kogoro Mori put down the teacup in his hand and walked to the door.

"Maori senior, something is wrong!"

As soon as Takagi outside the door saw Mori Kogoro, he immediately shouted loudly.