The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

When the nurse walked into the consulting room again, Fuudo Kyousuke was clasping his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the autumn leaves outside the window. An indescribable desolation and desolation were clearly conveyed from this lonely back.

"Doctor Fengdo, Doctor Fengdo?" The little nurse who was a little overwhelmed hesitated for a moment, and then reminded her loudly, "It's time for the next patient's appointment."

Letting out a long and tired sigh, as if he wanted to expel all the depression, Fuudo Kyousuke took another long breath, trying to cheer up, and wanted to tell her directly that today's consultation would end here, and turned to look One glance at the clock and it's hard to say.

This long day only lasted an hour and a half.

Fuudo Kyousuke, who was holding a breath in his chest, could only nod his head, walked back to his original position and sat down firmly.

"Bring someone here... Oh, by the way, give me the patient's information first." Out of caution, Kyousuke Futo learned a little bit this time and took the paper information away from the nurse.

Although what they are looking for is mental illness, there is indeed no shortage of mental illness in Tokyo, so at least you have to be mentally prepared...

As soon as he caught it in his hand, Fudo Kyousuke was stunned for a moment.

The material this time was much thicker than he expected. The paper products brought a heavy texture, which made him quickly increase the strength of his grip to prevent the things from falling out of his hands.

There were no patients who came for a follow-up appointment today, so he was surprised by the large amount of information.

Generally speaking, people who have so many diagnosis and treatment records in the cardiology department must be patients who have been ill for a long time, or who have a long-term medical history.

However, people who need treatment on a regular basis, unless they encounter changes in life and work and have to change the hospital where they seek medical treatment, generally the possibility of mental patients changing their primary treatment is very low.

He is a patient who has had treatment experience...

Thinking this way, Fuudo Kyosuke opened the medical history collection page in his hand and looked at the beginning.

Then his pupils shrank.

"Name: Karasawa Akira"

"Age: 18 years old"

"Miki, wait a moment. Pour him a glass of water and ask him to wait outside for a while." He stopped the nurse who was about to walk out of the door and looked at Kyosuke Futo at the door with a bright and strange look on his hand. He looked at the documents inside, his face full of eager excitement, "His medical history is a bit long, give me ten minutes to do some understanding to avoid any adverse effects."

"OK."

The nurse nodded without any doubt.

The door closed softly behind him, blocking out the last bit of sunlight coming in from the corridor.

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"Tang Zezhao."

"Yes." Tang Ze, who was playing with the paper cup in his hand, raised his head and looked at the nurse who called him, "Is it my turn?"

"Yes, Dr. Fengdo asked you to come in." Facing the handsome young man, the nurse from the cardiology department, who was originally soft-spoken, unconsciously looked a little gentler and said in a gentle tone, "Jiu Wait, Dr. Fengdo also wants to understand your situation better and solve your problem better. Come in quickly. "

"Yes, I know, thank you." After politely thanking the kind nurse, Tangze raised his feet and walked towards the consulting room in front.

On one side of the door, "Fudo Kyousuke"'s name and brief resume were posted on the duty information column, which made him smile with interest.

The smile only existed for a short time. He quickly adjusted the label and entered a reserved and low state.

Although his information is quite thick, many of them are examination data reports, and there is not much actual description of the condition. However, this guy just stayed alone in the clinic and looked at it for ten or twenty minutes... Sure enough, he took the bait. .

He did not disclose any childhood illness in this information. What attracted him to read a person's medical records so carefully?

[Joker: Futo Kyosuke is indeed a guy from the Karasawa school. Noah, carefully check the browsing history and communication on his mobile phone, especially paying attention to anonymous forums and other places that are not easy to lock to himself. 】

[Ark: Monitoring is running. Leader, please be safe. 】

[Lunar: I have sneaked into the emergency department lounge, right below you. Feel free to call me for any situation. 】

[Joker: Don’t worry. 】

After a brief communication with his teammates before entering the clinic, Karasawa rang Noah hanging on his bag, adjusted his posture, turned on the emo social fear mode that he had not used for a long time, lowered his eyes listlessly, and walked in Into the consulting room.

"Hello." Without looking at Futo Kyousuke's face, Karasawa bowed and saluted, "I am Karasawa Akira."

Performing a complete set, Karasawa, who has always been dedicated, lowered his eyes in line with the character, without looking at Fuudo Kyousuke's face first. So when he finished speaking, counted the time and raised his head when he felt it was almost time, he almost stopped. .

Hey, Kyosuke Futo, you are so gentle and not aggressive at all, what do you think of your expression when I want to call you Maruki-sensei?

Futo Kyosuke, who only regarded Karasawa's silence as a result of his character, had no doubts. He waved to Karasawa in a relaxed and intimate state: "Relax kid, no need to feel pressure, it's just a very private chat. Sit down. Bar."

Catching Karasawa Akira's evasive body language, Futo Kyosuke showed a more tolerant smile and watched lovingly as he took smaller steps to sit on the sofa opposite.

How amazing... After going around and around, this child actually sat in front of me.

So it is said that he is a lucky man blessed by fate.

At the lowest point of his life, after he lost the glorious career he had worked for for several years, he discovered mentor Tang Ze, a great scholar who also encountered a huge change in his life and chose to leave neurosurgery.

He proved to himself what psychology could do to heal the soul compared to surgery to heal illnesses.

As Karasawa Ikawa said in his article——

"Cognition is the power of the mind. If you master cognition, you can master the mind. This is a power that can subvert the world."

"Hello, my review officer said that I need a cardiology diagnosis certificate that can be recognized by the police to ensure that I am in a healthy mental state." Tangze lowered his head again to avoid looking at each other, and took out the handbag he prepared Good reason, "A police officer recommended you to me. The report here can be recognized by the police station, is that right?"

Rolling his entire body inward, Tangze carefully hid the slightly undulating muscle lines, trying to reduce the exposure of the strength brought about by the male's physical condition and enhance the persuasiveness of this sentence.

Even though he knew that in the minds of the people of the so-called Karasawa school, he might be some kind of experimental material, it was still hard to see Kyousuke Futo's image of a wolf grandmother who wanted to eat children.

No, I said, Miyano and his wife, who are not regarded by the mainstream to that level, have left a lot of goodwill. Why are you Yun students sharpening their knives so hard? What on earth have you taught them? Don't reflect on yourself, Father in Heaven?

"Yes, I can issue relevant reports..." His eyes swept over the thick pile of documents, and some proud thoughts were tumbling in his mind, but Kyousuke Fudo showed a look of worry that seemed to be very real. , "However, you yourself understand that this request is unreasonable. You do not have the psychological problems that are considered in these documents."

He arranged the documents in his hands on the table one by one, looked at the rough medical records and various scales, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Although he knew that the case involving Tang Zezhao must be inseparable from the research of Tang Zezhao and his wife... but who was behind it? This method is too unsophisticated.

No professional level is required. Any human with a normal mathematical level can add, subtract, and subtract the data provided in the scale, and it will not be consistent with the final conclusion they gave.

Of course, he also understood that this might be due to a certain degree of lack of scruples, as they were sure that Tang Zezhao's case had been settled, and it didn't matter whether the details were refined or rough.

How unscrupulous, how... envious of him.

If he was the one with such power, what great things could he do using his research?

But it doesn’t matter, it’s still too late, everything is still too late.

Let's start from... right now.

With a smile that was sure to win, he looked at Tang Ze, who was sitting opposite, staring blankly at the white papers, looking even more depressed.

How many things will he have left behind by his mentor? But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't have anything.

Tang Zezhao himself... was his mentor and the most successful research result.

"These assessments are very informal... My child, if you encounter a serious bullying problem, I can help you find out. I have cooperated with the police department for many years. How much can..."

"...Thank you, but no need." With a bitter smile, Tang Ze shook his head gently, "Anyway, it's okay to have a report. I also know that my situation is a bit complicated, so there is no need to go to the hospital because of these things. It would be best to ask a psychiatrist."

"Do you not want to trouble the next psychiatrist, or do you not want to come for psychological treatment yourself?" Taking on the caring elder mode, Fuudo Kyousuke frowned sternly, "Don't hide your illness and avoid treatment. Your state will be harmful to the future. It won't help in academic life. Don't hold yourself back because of other people's mistakes, you are still young."

Tang Ze raised his head in panic and said quickly: "No, really no, I'm fine——"

"Karasawa-kun..." Guessing what might happen to this child, Futo Kyosuke tried his best to act, "You may have made some mistakes, but believe me, I have encountered many children like you. Your future is definitely more than this, don’t give up on yourself.”

Your chicken soup is too dry. It's all soup and no chicken at all...

Feeling disgusted with Futo Kyosuke's professional ability, Karasawa opened his mouth to say something, paused, lowered his head again, and expressed the unspeakable things in his heart clearly enough.

As expected, Kyosuke Futo bit the bait.

"Although I can issue you a certificate now, Tang Zejun, I think you still need help. So..." He quickly wrote down the office number in the notebook, and he couldn't help but tear off the paper and put it He sandwiched the first page of the medical record report and handed it back, "You can find a suitable time to make an appointment tomorrow. I'm free all day. Don't rush, take your time. Don't worry, I'll handle the issues at the police station. Will try to help you."

Looking at the paper with flying writing in his hand, Tang Ze slowly took his medical records, making a slow judgment in his mind. At the same time, he bowed politely, turned around and left the consulting room.

Watching his back stepping out of his territory step by step, Futo Kyousuke sighed with regret and contentment.

He gave up neurosurgery and turned to psychology. Because of this choice, he learned about cognitive psychology, and because of this choice, today, he met Karasawa Ikawa's son...

This was simply the apple that fell right on his head, a generous gift from fate that washed away his bad mood all morning.

Putting those worries and doubts aside for a moment, Futo Kyousuke moved Mouri Kogoro's name a few steps back, his steps were brisk, he hummed a song, and he took shapeless dance steps in the consulting room.

Among the idiots handling the case, there is only one relatively young and inexperienced policewoman left, and the time of urgency has not yet come...

The top priority is to deal with Tang Zezhao's problem as soon as possible.

I wonder how much white fluff and how many tender pieces of meat can be cut from this weak lamb?

He was looking forward to it.

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"I misjudged this guy a little bit." After walking out of the cardiology department, Karasawa passed through the window and glanced at Toru Amuro, who had left earlier and was standing at the exit of the hospital waiting for him, and whispered to Noah, "He is not the type to kill out of righteous anger and passion. To be precise, it's more than that."

"More than that? But he had a very good reason to kill Renye. After all, his life was destroyed because of this deliberate accident..." Noah, who had watched the whole process hanging on his commuting bag, whispered in a low voice answer.

"But I think Nino's death must have awakened his hidden violent genes to some extent, so that he could make such a cold decision to kill the police officer after hearing that the case was reopened." With it in his pocket, Tangze walked down the steps to the second floor step by step and clicked on the folder in his hand. "Do you know why he was so sure that the content of this simple forged psychological evaluation I provided is definitely fake?"

Saying this, Tang Ze opened those documents, and there were words written there about Tang Ze Zhao having pathological violent tendencies and possibly having an antisocial personality, which was worthy of further observation.

"Because he is the real patient." Tang Ze said firmly, sliding his finger twice on the printed line, "He considers himself a hunter, and I am an existence that poses no threat to him. He I don’t feel the same kind of breath in me.”

"The same kind of breath..." Noah repeated it strangely, imitating Karasawa's tone. He raised his round cotton hands and tried his best to make a shrug and spread his hands. "This was heard by everyone in the group. You’ll definitely be amused.”

He's already a psychopath and anti-social personality, but he's still acting like a middle-class guy. Is that okay?

"This is no joke." After closing the folder and stuffing it back into his commuting bag, Karasawa walked towards where Amuro Toru was waiting and said a bit of a hellish joke, "Unless it's a cooperative relationship, serial killers are also They don’t want their neighbors to be serial killers as well. Every profession has demands for a workplace environment, and even perverts want a harmonious and good community environment.”

Noah seemed to be unable to refute, and when he thought about it, something was wrong: "..."

The hospital where Fuudo Kyosuke was located was not very large - this was also the result of him being forced to leave the large hospital due to an accident - half a minute later, Karasawa walked into the parking lot opposite and met the people waiting there. Toru Amuro bumped into him there.

"Kyosuke Futo knows what Nobuhiko Kurahashi has done." After sitting in the car and completing the routine investigation, Toru Amuro got to the point and said, "When I used Nobuhiko Kurahashi as the topic of conversation, I could clearly feel that To his disdain for Kurahashi. Your previous guess is correct, they must be in contact with each other and know each other's behavior style. How is the situation here? "

"This Futo Kyosuke is a sociopath killer with a life on his hands." Karasawa's conclusion was equally straightforward, "He must also be a member of the 'Karasawa School', and he is a quite radical part of it. His bookshelf There are some early academic papers of my parents on it, almost impatiently showing his care and protection for me, repeatedly hinting to me that he can help me and provide me with shelter... I have a guess."

"What kind of guess? Tell me?"

Without questioning Karasawa's conclusion, Toru Amuro quickly compared Karasawa's description with his own performance during the more than 20 minutes of consultation and consultation, and started the car.

"Similar to Group Zero's previous conclusion, his areas of expertise include youth education and adolescent psychological counseling. Although his methods have many flaws due to impatience, they are very skilled." Pointing to his own, Tangze said, "He absolutely, absolutely, this is not the first time he has done this."

"Do you think that there have been victims among the teenage patients he has been in contact with in the past?" Toru Amuro's brows suddenly knitted, and the car suddenly jumped into the driveway.

"He has been cooperating with the police, and he just said to me," Thinking of Futo Kyousuke's hypocritical look of worry, Karasawa shook his head in amusement, "'I have encountered many children like you. , your future is definitely more than this.’ Do you know what that means?”

"He was selected from among the juvenile delinquents as a target for experimenting with mind control?" Amuro gritted his teeth as he couldn't help but briefly think of Nobuhiko Kurahashi.

"Yes, after all, the social relationships of juvenile delinquents are much weaker than that of normal teenagers. Even if they fail, it will cause immeasurable consequences... Considering their identities, this kind of problem can easily be covered up." Imagine Tang Ze shook his head at the past scene, "What's more terrifying is not the part that was sacrificed...it's the part that wasn't sacrificed."

“‘There’s more to the future than this.’ That shows that he already has a success story.”

"Yes, although it is very harsh to say this, the reality is that juvenile delinquents are indeed a group with weaker morals and more prone to corruption. What will he do with the trusting doctor-patient relationship he has established?"

Silence spread among the Mazda speeding on the road, and only the roar of the engine could be heard, like a deep suppressed roar.

"Things have already happened. It's useless to think about the possible mistakes before." Toru Amuro broke the unquiet silence and said in a deep voice, "Investigate the causes and consequences, and investigate the patients he handles, especially teenagers. patient."

Tang Ze glanced at him sideways, knowing that challenging medical privacy and investigating sensitive information like this requires determination and pressure.

There was no need for him to intervene and put more pressure on himself. They investigated Cangqiao and Fengdo. The root cause was to find out the organization's situation and actions in this field, and then to find those scholars who were inseparable from the organization.

This is his job and the job of Team Zero.

But facing this situation, if he could just sit back and ignore it, he would not be in trouble.

Tangze laughed, turned to look at the rapidly retreating street trees outside the window, and replied casually: "I will hold him off for as long as possible, so you can take it slow at your own pace."

"You always look overconfident, and that's what makes you so uneasy. Pay attention to your safety."

"I never fight an unprepared battle. He doesn't have the energy to notice your actions, don't worry."

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