[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

"What did you say??!!"

Hattori Heiji yelled, almost sitting up in shock from his dying illness, jumped up from the bed and grabbed Conan's collar.

"What's wrong, Heiji?"

Toyama Kazuha, who had just walked out of the ward, poked his head out of the door in confusion.

The two detectives in the ward, one big and one small, waved their hands together, revealing the same smirking face.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Ahahaha, it's nothing, Kazuha, go eat and have a good rest. It's this kid who is still struggling with the question of whether I am better or that Kurosawa Ryo is better."

After saying that, Hattori Heiji picked up Conan, rubbed his forehead vigorously, and put on a friendly smile.

"Conan-kun, your brother Hattori is even more powerful, right?"

Conan: (〝▼皿▼)

Just wait for me, Black Chicken!

Kazuha's expression instantly became a little speechless. After muttering something in a low voice, he dragged Xiaolan downstairs to prepare to eat something casually.

The two detectives kept a fake smile on their faces. After making sure that the footsteps outside the door had completely disappeared, Conan slapped open Heiji's palm and his expression returned to solemnity.

"Are you sure?"

"Ah, the appearance features are so obvious, it's impossible to be everywhere on the street. And according to Kazuha, he seemed to have beaten the murderer without any chance to fight back. Such fighting power..."

Conan glanced at the wound on Hattori Heiji's body, paused for a moment and continued: "Such fighting power is not common, it is more likely that he is a member of that organization. "

Hattori Heiji: (ー`´ー)

What do you mean by that look?

The slightly irritated Black Chicken touched the wound on his shoulder and defended himself: "I deliberately provoked him to use the knife yesterday in order to find an opportunity to compare the wounds. If the wound on my body is the same as that on Mr. Sakura, then this is one of the strong evidences that proves that the masked man is the murderer, okay."

Conan nodded, with a face that said yes, yes, yes, you are right.

"In short, the situation at the scene is very complicated. In addition to the murderer hiding in the dark who has killed six people, there is also a member of the organization that may have turned you into an elementary school student.

Ahhh damn, what on earth does that baby-faced man want to do to my Kazuha!"

Conan: Your Kazuha?

"Ahem, you may not believe it. Sangria said that he may have taken a fancy to Kazuha..."

"He dares!!!"

"... eyes."

"Huh? "

Hattori Heiji blinked a little confusedly, and then reacted a little slowly.

"Wait, do you mean the literal meaning of the word 'like'?"

Conan nodded heavily, and then continued: "From my limited understanding of him, he is a person who likes to collect various collectibles very much. These collectibles generally refer to certain parts of the person he likes."

Hattori Heiji: "For example, eyes?"

Conan nodded.

Hattori sat on the bed and took about five seconds to digest the information that "there are such perverts in the world", then suddenly remembered something and got out of bed to look through his luggage.

"Hey, don't think about the pen. I just tried it with tape, and there were no fingerprints left on it. He must have found a chance to secretly wipe it. "

Hattori gritted his teeth and squeaked, then covered his wound, put on his coat and rushed out of the ward.

Conan followed closely behind him, his two short legs swung like a wind wheel, and he was not thrown away by Heiji.

"Ran, where is Kazuha?"

Hattori and Conan found Ran Mouri alone in the convenience store downstairs, but did not see Kazuha Toyama who should be here beside her.

"When I called just now, Kazuha said she was going to find something, so she suddenly ran out in a hurry."

"Damn it."

Heiji frowned, covered his aching wound, and was extremely anxious.

Not only did the murderer target him for some unknown reason, but he also mixed in a dangerous person who had taken a fancy to Kazuha. At this time, she was still so careless and ran around.

"Calm down Hattori, Kazuha is not a reckless person. Think about it carefully, where can she go at this time."

"...She has relatives in Kyoto, no, it's impossible... the park! Didn't Officer Shiratori just say that it would be best to have something that had come into contact with the murderer's body tissue? "

Conan nodded.

Hattori rushed to the parking lot with Conan in his arms, found his motorcycle, and rushed to the park where the attack happened yesterday.

Mouri Ran: ...

Very good, it's time for you all to understand, but I'm the only one who's confused.

Shinichi, when are you coming back?

"What's going on? "Conan was almost thrown into the air by Hattori. From a distance, it looked like a dark-skinned boy was flying a short-legged human kite.

"When I was injured at the beginning, Kazuha used her socks to wrap a stone and smashed a corner of the mask on the murderer's face. She just listened to the police and may have gone to the park alone to find yesterday's socks.

I clearly reminded her that many murderers would return to the crime scene after the incident!"

Conan: ...

Kazuha is still a bit tough.

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In the park, Kazuha found the place where Hattori and the murderer fought last night. She lay in the bushes and searched carefully for a long time. Finally, in a bush, she found the socks that she took off in a hurry yesterday.

At this time, a hand reached out to Kazuha's shoulder.

"Ah! "

The shoulder was suddenly tapped, and Kazuha screamed briefly. She turned around and saw the baby-faced Kurosawa Ryo who saved her and Heiji last night.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Wakagi Ryo greeted Kazuha with a smile.

"Why did you come here alone? You know, many murderers have the habit of returning to the crime scene. If your boyfriend is not here, it is not safe for you to return to the place where the murderer has been alone~"

Although the murderer in the science world was too tenacious before being caught by the detective, he was stabbed in the back by a motorcycle at close range yesterday. Although he did not die, it seems unlikely that he will come out to cause trouble in a short time.

Considering the original scene of He Ye being kidnapped, Ruo Muliang decided to help fill in this part quietly.

He was just worried that the plot would go off track, and it was definitely not because he wanted to see the cracked expressions on the faces of the two detectives.

Yes, that's right.

He Ye found that it was someone he knew, and immediately let go of his vigilance and briefly explained his purpose.

"Is that so, then I will accompany you to the police station. If I really run into the murderer, I can protect Sister Heye~"

Relying on his mask to look young, Ruo Mu Liang learned the Ko-style cuteness method without a teacher, and just called Toyama Heye, who is younger than him, "sister".

Who doesn't like a sweet and pretty child.

"By the way, Kurosawa-kun, do you have time? Heiji, the companion who was with me last night, has woken up and said that he must treat you to a meal and thank you very much."

"Oh, it's Sister Heye's boyfriend, and he is a good match for you. Although the light was a little dim last night, I really want to see his eyes shining with faith in order to protect his sweetheart~"

"What, what boyfriend! It's not. "

Heye's attention was focused on the word boyfriend, and she didn't hear the second half of the conversation from the other side.

Wakagi Ryo habitually showed a well-behaved smile under the sangria.

"Heye sister, let's go first. I'm here to travel in Kyoto, and I'm not familiar with it. It's a good opportunity to get familiar with the location of the police station this time. After all... if there is a problem, find the police."

"That's right!"

Yuyama Heye, whose father is a working policeman, immediately had a good impression of the naughty Wakagi Ryo. He took him to the police station and enthusiastically introduced the more famous attractions and snacks in Kyoto.

Wakagi Ryo smiled and nodded in response. With his hands behind his back, he secretly threw something on the ground.

Hurry up and come here, famous detectives.