Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"My hand feels much better."

Datehang looked at the completely tight bandage and felt a little distressed. Not only can I not move my injured arm now, but the new strap is tied to the other shoulder, making it impossible to use both arms flexibly.

"Don't be silly, isn't it still hurting?"

Matsuda Jinpei put his arms on the backrest of his wheelchair: "Squad leader, I'm so sorry."

"You guy..." Datehang looked at Matsuda who was apologizing and shook his head: "Didn't I say that this has nothing to do with you?"

After a pause, the old squad leader complained again: "You are quite cute for being so cautious."

"Shut up, it's disgusting coming from your mouth."

Matsuda Jinpei unlocked the wheelchair, put his hands on both sides, and prepared to walk out.

"Where to go?"

Datehang and Fujiwara both stood up and looked at each other. The old squad leader frowned as the bandaged man who had competed with him walked over to push Matsuda's wheelchair, and found that the curly couple were also surprised.

"You want to go find the deputy chief..."

"..."

Matsuda Jinpei was silent for a moment, and signaled Sato Miwako to go to Nogami to arrange the protection work of the police. After there were only three people in the medical room, he turned to stare at Fujiwara.

"Why should I go to Yoshioka?"

Why? Of course, he sensed that something was wrong. Matsuda Jinpei had not had much contact with Yoshioka before, and his judgment of the old man was mostly based on Miwako Sato's opinion of Miyamoto Yumi.

After meeting Yoshioka in real life, Matsuda Jinpei realized that this person was different. Of course, it might be that he made a mistake in judgment. However, when chatting with another group of newlyweds after the wedding, even Miyamoto Yumi felt that this person was different from the previous Yoshioka. Mr. Oka is different.

[That Yoshioka may have been replaced, but that’s not necessarily the case. 】

There were so many people just now that Matsuda Jinpei didn't dare to speak out his thoughts, but now that one of the people in the room is an old squad leader and the other is someone who has cooperated with him, there is no big problem in speaking out.

"Fortunately, there is no surveillance installed in the medical room."

After hearing Matsuda's reasoning, Datehang, who was always cheerful and smiling, also changed his expression, while Fujiwara's bandaged face showed no expression, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

He knew that the current Yoshioka was Toru Amuro. It would be fun to see the lame Jinping-chan subdue Zero.

Since Pramya was caught, Fujiwara, who was originally bitter and resentful, has gradually returned to his original personality, and is even more ruthless than before when it comes to reading jokes about his childhood sweetheart.

"Young boy and that elementary school student are still with him. The two children may be in danger!"

【Danger? No one can have that kid! 】

Fujiwara pushed the wheelchair while Matsuda and Date were anxious, and the three of them "ran" to the lower level together. Not long after, they saw the police officer lying on the ground.

"They're all asleep."

Matsuda Jinpei's suspicion of Yoshioka deepened, and he took out a pistol from his arms in front of Datehang, which made the old squad leader's eyelids jump.

"Hey, where did your gun come from?"

"Of course I bought it."

Matsuda glared at Date and told him not to talk nonsense: "Many old men have retired in Tokyo's clubs recently, and they are all buying things and saving money for retirement."

"It's inappropriate for you to draw a gun in front of a police officer."

"Are there any?" Matsuda Jinpei looked around and said innocently, "I didn't see any police. It seemed like there was only an old man with useless hands."

"Oh, it looks like the little brother with a broken leg needs to be patted and cleaned up." Datehang stared at Matsuda Jinpei's mouth and moved his uninjured hand.

"Speaking so harshly, won't the bride's mouth feel stinky when she kisses her?"

"Click."

The sound of a shotgun being loaded brought the two people's attention back. Looking at the gun as long as a leg that Fujiwara pulled out from nowhere, Datehan's expression became even more distorted, while Matsuda Jinpei only twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Realizing that the two of them were no longer arguing, Fujiwara nodded with satisfaction, mentally adding a new title to himself as a master at breaking up fights.

【As expected of me. 】

"Fighting... is not good."

If it was Kenji Hagihara in the past, he would have said this in a soft voice, and probably no one would not listen. However, the hoarse voice now sounded like a threat, which made Matsuda and Date feel that this guy was planning to shoot a few shots at them. Hole.

"Let's exchange that gun."

Matsuda Jinpei handed over the small pistol and said dryly: "I like the longer ones."

"good."

Matsuda was holding the shotgun he had exchanged, and suddenly realized something was wrong. Among the three, Datehang was walking at the end, and Fujiwara was trying to push the wheelchair, causing his own middle door to open wide, leaving him alone at the front.

After popping open the magazine, Curly Hair looked at the empty barrel and magazine, regretting changing the gun.

【This thing is useless! Who only carries a gun without bullets! 】(End of this chapter)