Conan: The Mechanic

About a minute later, Chiba ran over with the bag of leftover bread that had been opened. "The bread is here, but what do you need these things for..." "Make some noise," Gregory ordered, just taking the bread from Chiba's hand, taking out the crumbs from it and crushing it. "I'm sure you're very good at making imaginative sounds - I just trigger epilepsy."

"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Qianyu took a deep breath. "Lulululululu—(tongue

Before he could finish exhaling the air in his lungs, a louder "gululu" sounded suddenly from the side.

Gregory quickly released the slice of bread in his hand, and then looked at the source of the sound with Chiba, who had already reacted and raised his head again.

"Ah—" Qianyu made a surprised voice. "Pigeon?"

In front of him, a large group of pigeons lined up obediently on Gregory's crumbs, eating the bread quietly.

"Well, this should be a conditioned reflex they have learned. Someone will feed them bread here every day." Gregory nodded. "But you see, even though they've even developed that conditioned reflex, there's not a lot of pigeon droppings here - or, I guess, that's why they feed the pigeons."

"What do you mean?" Qian Yu was stunned.

"Don't you know?" Gregory glanced at him, then looked at the pigeons again. "Because the pigeon's digestive system is too short, it belongs to the group with low absorption efficiency, and its nutritional value is very high. As long as a simple fermentation is carried out to decompose uric acid, it is a very inexpensive fertilizer."

"Really?" Qianyu widened her eyes and looked at the pigeons carefully.

"Fake," Gregory said immediately. "This group of people feeds the pigeons so that they can abuse themselves every day and make themselves tired of cleaning up pigeon droppings."

"Ah?" Qian Yu was completely stunned. "Self... masochism?"

"Of course it's true," Gregory's mouth twitched. "Didn't you see their greenhouse? That's their manure - come with me, they'll get the suits dirty in a minute."

Three minutes later, in the flower room.

"Considering the scraper, I think it should be this," Gregory nodded, looking at the bucket with a scraper on the lid that was dragged out by Qianyu. "open to take a look."

"Roger." Qianyu nodded, took off the bucket lid with the scraper, and looked inside. "Ah...I think the inside...looks like cement, but it's definitely not cement."

In front of him, a large amount of gray mud was soaked in the liquid - obviously pigeon droppings were fermenting.

"It's full of pigeon feces, an excellent habitat for Cryptococcus neoformans." Gregory nodded, obviously satisfied with the discovery. "The fungus enters the brain through the sphenoid sinus, where it causes euphoria, blindness and uncontrollable pain."

"So... that D can be saved?" Qianyu took out a sampling bottle and took some pigeon feces.

"Amphotericin B plus flucytosine, he will be fine." Gregory nodded. "Contact them and tell them what happened."

"By the way, if it entered the brain through the sphenoid sinus, can I understand that D inhaled Cryptococcus neoformans?" Qianyu asked suddenly.

"You can say that." Gregory nodded.

"In other words, D should have opened the barrel and was exposed to a high-density Cryptococcus neoformans environment, so he was recruited? Otherwise, the infectious ability of this would be too strong."

"..." Gregory narrowed his eyes slightly - he did ignore this problem before, theoretically infecting Cryptococcus neoformans in this way is for a person who has not been exposed to pigeons here before, and only came to check it once. It is a small probability event.

"Do you have any clues to provide?" Gregory asked after a few seconds.

"I don't have any ideas either," Qianyu spread her hands. "I... If I really want to say, I'm just your—ah!!!"

Just as he was saying this, the window on the front of the protective suit was suddenly hit by something.

"Oh!" Almost at the same time, Gregory suffered the same thing.

The next moment, the settlement of the auxiliary unit gave the answer - a jet of water sprayed on their protective clothing.

"Damn, did they never think that this would spray themselves?" Gregory wiped the water off the window and complained. But the next moment, he thought of something. "Hey, has the water here been tested?"

"Yes, they have taken the water from the water supply system of the flower house before." Qianyu nodded.

"Take it again, there may be some pathogens that haven't been detected before." Gregory finally sighed and nodded. "We'll go back to the hospital when we're done - or you can just take off your protective suit here and go straight back to your room to rest."

"I still won't go back to the hospital. Haibara told me that they had been released and were in the car on the way back."

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a few hours later

"So ~www.readwn.com~ is because I feed the pigeons?" When A=B heard the doctor's narration, the expression on his face was quite complicated.

"Yes, but that's all over now. Your Legionnaires' disease and meningitis have both been effectively treated with symptomatic medications - your Legionella symptoms have subsided, the euphoria and blindness of Cryptococcus neoformans meningitis. It has disappeared. After taking the medicine for about five months, you can be completely cured." The doctor nodded, soothing. "This disease is generally very misdiagnosed, so it takes a long time to treat, but at least not the worst."

Of course, despite the doctor's reassurance, he also knew that Cryptococcus neoformans meningitis was not such a treatable condition - he had been on antibiotics for too long in previous treatments, which could lead to eventual complications and Nervous system sequelae.

Of course, it's better than dying, isn't it?

"At least my eyesight has recovered," B showed a happy expression for the rest of his life. "It was really scary, especially when the nurses told me what I was seeing wasn't real, it was just a fantasy I imagined."

Just when he was thinking like this, the alarm bell suddenly rang - from the isolation room of D, who was the first to get sick.

"What's going on?" B also realized that something was wrong. "Did something happen?"

"I don't know." The doctor frowned.

At this moment, well-dressed medical staff ran into D's isolation room.

"Tachycardia! The waveform is wide and variable, like ventricular tachycardia!"

At the same time, in the testing room, Gregory had a gloomy face, looking at the training results in front of him.

Cryptococcus: negative