The unscientific detective in Conan

"Take off your pants first."

Fujino held a large syringe in his left hand and reached forward with his right hand, making a gesture to pull out Conan's pants.

"Wait! Why are you taking off my pants?!"

Conan heard Fujino's whisper and suddenly panicked.

What he hurt was his stomach.

Why are you taking off his pants in public?

"Of course you need an adrenaline injection."

Fujino said seriously: "Given your current situation, the buttocks is the best place for injection."

Of course he's not a pervert, but he's in need of adrenaline.

He didn't have any good hemostatic drugs at hand. Conventional hemostatic methods could not slow down the abdominal artery bleeding. He could only temporarily use epinephrine to stimulate the contraction of the artery wall to stop the bleeding.

With the bonus of his medical profession, this level of arterial bleeding is not a big problem.

At least he wouldn't die if he held on for a few more hours.

"Uh-huh!"

Several people on the side nodded in agreement: "When I had a cold in the past, I had a needle in my butt."

"Can that be the same?!"

Conan was speechless for a while, and cast his pitiful eyes on Haibara Ai and Dr. A Li.

It seemed like he was asking for help.

Haibara Ai:"……"

Turning his head indifferently.

"Work...Conan..."

Dr. Agasa almost shouted Kudo's name subconsciously.

Fortunately, he responded promptly and immediately changed his mind.

After a pause, he said with a helpless tone: "You'd better take off your pants and let Fujino tie them. It will be troublesome if you lose too much blood and go into shock."

"Well, Dr. Ari is right."

Fujino pushed the epinephrine needle: "If you don't stop bleeding in this situation, you will definitely go into shock... My strength is a bit strong, you have to bear it."

Conan: "..."

He is a seventeen-year-old high school detective!

How could it be possible for a primary school student to take notice!

If you are caught, you would rather die!

…………

The breeze under the setting sun blew gently by, bringing some coolness.

[It is detected that the host is undergoing medical treatment, and the system’s white-clothed archangel professional skills provide: 100% treatment effect and 100% mental recovery bonus]

[It is detected that the host is performing medical treatment, and the system automatically rewards: 200 good doctor professional proficiency points]

Two system prompts came from Fujino's ears.

He heard the sound and lifted up the medical kit. As soon as he stood up, he heard Ayumi at the side asking worriedly: "How is Conan...why didn't he say anything?"

"I've given him adrenaline, he should be fine now."

Fujino glanced at Conan.

Naturally, I knew why he didn't speak, but he still explained in a calm tone: "As for why he didn't speak, it may be because he was in a trance caused by excessive blood loss."

"Is that so?"

Ayumi was a little confused, but she looked at Conan and nodded.

At this time, Conan was lying on the blanket with a bandage around his waist.

His face was calm, and his eyes were staring at the setting sun. His eyes seemed to have lost their highlights, and he looked like he was in a state of confusion.

Being looked down upon by a primary school student, and Ayumi...

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…………

A few minutes later, Mumu Shisan led a large team of people to the scene.

Conan was loaded into the ambulance.

I don't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or Fujino's injection of adrenaline, which made him a little dazed.

The three gangsters were arrested, one was taken to the morgue, and the other two were taken to the police station for questioning.

"a ha ha ha!"

Harsh laughter echoed throughout the forest.

Megure Thirteen glanced at the long-haired man who was still laughing wildly after being escorted into the police car, and looked at Fujino speechlessly: "Brother Fujino... what's going on with that guy?"

"Maybe he went crazy because he couldn't bear to kill his accomplice..."

Fujino shook his head, "People's psychological endurance is really poor nowadays."

"You obviously beat me with a wooden knife..."

Mumu Shisan was murmuring in his heart.

After thinking about it, he asked Fujino again: "Speaking of which, where is the gun that the mushroom head used to wound Conan... we didn't find it when we just searched."

"Gun...oh yes."

Hearing this, Fujino suddenly remembered something.

He took out a pistol from his pocket and handed it to Megure Thirteen, and said with a smile: "This pistol was seized when I just knocked out the mushroom head. Look at my memory, I almost forgot to hand it in. "

Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."

If he hadn't asked, Brother Fujino would have wanted to keep this gun for himself, right?

Why do you feel so exhausted?

But soon, Memu Shisan threw this idea into the trash can.

How could a kind and brave person like Brother Fujino want to find the gun that was used as evidence?

Megure Thirteen glanced at the body armor on Fujino's chest.

Even if you want it, you should ask him for it.

Well, he must be overthinking it.

…………

Several members of the Young Detective Team accompanied Conan to Miwa General Hospital, while Fujino drove back to the Metropolitan Police Department with Megure Thirteen to take notes.

After all, a person died during the operation this time. It is still very difficult to reject the record.

But fortunately, before taking action, Fujino had compiled the transcript of the incident... no, polished it, so the transcript process went smoothly.

In addition, the person who wrote the transcript for him was an old acquaintance, Miwako Sato, and the transcript was completed in less than an hour.

Metropolitan Police Parking Lot.

Fujino came out of the back door of the Metropolitan Police Department and turned to say hello to Sato Miwako.

Then, he found his car in the parking lot according to the memory he had when he arrived.

"Transcripts... are still a bit troublesome..."

Fujino complained and stretched.

Just as he was about to get in the car, there was a vibration in his trouser pocket.

He took out his cell phone and saw a text message from Haiyuan Ai displayed on the screen: [How is the writing going? 】

Fujino glanced at Haihara Ai's text message and tapped his fingers quickly on the keys: [Today's transcript was helped by Officer Sato. It has been completed now. How is the situation over there? 】

Haibara Ai replied after a moment: [Edogawa has come out of the operating room. Although the hospital's blood bank does not have his blood type model, fortunately the girl who lives opposite our house has the same blood type as him, so The progress is pretty smooth. 】

"The girl who lives opposite, Xiaolan?"

Fujino stared at the text message on the phone screen and murmured: "It seems that Conan's identity has been discovered by Xiaolan again..."

In his impression, Xiaolan gave Conan a blood transfusion because she suspected that Conan was Kudo Shinichi.

At the same time, she was also gambling.

The hospital tested that they had the same blood type, because her blood type and Kudo Shinichi's were the same.

Obviously, as Ke Xue was blessed with luck, she made the right bet.

At the same time, it also indirectly confirmed that Conan is Kudo Shinichi.

But Fujino is not worried about whether Conan will be exposed.

Strictly speaking, I don't care.

——Conan's exposure or not has nothing to do with him.

…

The night is getting darker, Mihua General Hospital.

Fujino: [I'll go over right away... By the way, what do you want to eat tonight? 】

Haibara Ai: [Let’s go home and ask Sister Mingmei later. I don’t know if she has had dinner. 】

Fujino: [I just called her, and she had already gone to the Poirot Cafe opposite to eat by herself. 】

Hui Yuan Ai held up her phone and typed quickly with her small fingers: [Then you can decide when you get home later (laughing)]

After Hui Yuan Ai finished sending the text message, he just put his phone away when his dull gaze was attracted by Xiaolan.

"Conan..."

At this time, Xiaolan was sitting next to the hospital bed, staring at Conan lying on the hospital bed.

His eyes didn't look like he was looking at a child.

"Has your identity been revealed?"

Hui Yuan Ai looked at Xiao Lan and naturally noticed this.

If she guessed correctly, the girl who lives across the street should have discovered Kudo Shinichi's true identity.

"I hope Kudo and I won't do anything irrational after we wake up."

"Anyone involved in the organization's affairs will become unfortunate..."

Hui Yuan Ai murmured secretly in his heart, lowered his eyes and lowered his head, suddenly thinking of Fujino.

She was not sure if Fujino would discover even a little bit of her identity, and what to do then.

Although she was sure that Fujino was the man in the white robe in the rumors and indeed saved her in the hotel that night, she was just not sure.

Not sure why the other person knew she was in danger.

Not sure if the other party really knows about the organization.

Everything seemed to be a mystery, shrouding her mind.

But she was certain of one thing.

That is, before she is sure that Fujino knows about the organization, she will never tell him about her affairs.

Just maintain the status quo and stay with him.

This is the only thing she can do as she is alone and wandering in the endless night.

…………

Fujino drove to Rice Flower General Hospital.

On the road, a car suddenly exploded, causing a traffic jam and wasting a lot of time.

Parking the car in a crowded parking lot, Fujino opened the door and saw a tall white building more than ten stories high.

"Sure enough, no matter what era, hospitals are the richest places..."

"Please get out of the way!"

At this time, a female voice came from behind.

Fujino ducked subconsciously and saw a nurse pushing an emergency stretcher speeding past him.

"Severe trauma, fractures, and third-degree burns... Was there a car accident? It should have been a bomb..."

Fujino subconsciously analyzed the injuries on the man wearing a brown woolen windbreaker, and suddenly frowned.

The man's outfit looks a bit familiar...

It seems like an animal tissue?

Could it be that the person who was bombed just now was someone from the zoo?

If this is the case, then these people are aiming to blow up the car.

"No wonder the traffic jam has become more and more serious recently."

Fujino murmured, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced at the ward number left by Haihara Ai: "Ward 221 on the second floor...that is, 221B..."

"Well, as expected of Conan, he can stay in a ward with the same house number as Sherlock Holmes."

Fujino secretly complained.

Soon, he found Ward [No. 221].

When he opened the door of the ward, he saw everyone gathered around the ward.

Xiaolan sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, looking extremely worried.

Similarly, Fujino also saw the abnormality in Xiaolan's eyes.

——You must have figured out this guy’s identity.

Fujino came to the same conclusion as Haihara Ai.

"Brother Maori, Xiaolan."

Fujino walked up to say hello, glanced at Conan with his eyes closed, and asked, "How is Conan doing now?"

"He's out of danger."

Xiaolan turned around and stood up after hearing this, and bowed slightly towards Fujino: "Senior, I have heard about the first aid you gave Conan. Even the doctor said that the first aid was very timely. If something happened to him... I really……"

After a pause, Xiaolan suddenly reacted and continued: "I really don't know how to explain to this child's family."

"nothing……"

Fujino waved his hand indifferently.

He didn't save him in vain anyway.

At least 200 good doctor proficiency points were wasted.

"Ah woo~"

As the night got darker, several of the young detective team yawned in unison.

"Are you guys sleepy already?"

Dr. A Li asked several people: "Let me take you home."

"No!"

"We're not sleepy at all!"

"We're going to stay here with Conan."

A few little ones said stubbornly.

"Okay, Conan needs to rest now."

Dr. Ali said: "Besides, you can come again tomorrow."

"If you don't come home, your parents should be worried."

Haiyuan Ai agreed, then tugged on Fujino's clothes: "Let's go home too."

…………

A Ford Taurus is driving on the roads of Tokyo.

Fujino sat in the cab and asked Haihara Ai, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Xiao Ai, how about we eat out today?"

"It's not too late now. Cooking is indeed a bit troublesome. It's not bad to go out to eat."

Hui Yuan Ai nodded, took out his phone and looked at the time, thought for a while, and continued: "When I was reading a food magazine before, I saw a Chinese restaurant quite close to here with good reviews. Let's go there. How was the meal?"

"Chinese restaurant... let's go check it out."

Following Haihara Ai's guidance, Fujino drove all the way to a Chinese restaurant called [Yang Ji Xiao Guan].

The exterior of this Chinese restaurant is made of wood, and the overall color is red, giving it a fake Chinese style.

Fujino pushed open the store door with Haihara Ai.

A waiter wearing a suit and vest came up to greet him warmly.

"well?!"

Just when the two were about to sit down, a strange sound suddenly came from the side.

Fujino looked back and saw several men of various shapes looking directly at him.

A fat man stepped forward and asked Fujino, "Are you the famous detective Fujino?"

"Do I know you?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat man in front of him, without any impression.

The fat man was wearing an orange jacket and jeans. He was chubby, had wavy curly hair, and a small goatee on his chin. He looked like a greasy middle-aged boss in a gangster movie.

"Yes, yes, I was negligent."

The fat man quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fujino: "I am Shimokawa Hatashiro, a filmmaker."

Fujino took the business card, looked at it, and found that the information was indeed correct. Then he asked doubtfully: "Mr. Kawabata, do you have anything to do with me?"

"There is indeed something I want to trouble you with..."

Kawabata Shiro smiled and invited: "I wonder if you would be kind enough to sit with us. Of course, this meal is ours."