"What did you say? Let me go back?"
In the Dongda Affiliated Hospital, Belmod frowned after receiving the latest notification, his eyes filled with confusion.
The seamless disguise allowed her to blend perfectly into the hospital environment. The hurried pedestrians making her answer the phone look ordinary.
On the other end of the phone, Vodka's voice was sonorous and powerful: "Yes, this is what brother means. We are waiting for you outside the hospital now."
"……I see."
Belmode, who was still hesitant, agreed decisively after hearing that Gin was outside the hospital.
Now that the person is here, naturally she can no longer continue acting in the hospital. If something is found to be wrong, she will regret it even if she wants to.
It's just... Gin suddenly changed his mind again?
Belmode, who was completely worthy of being a top player, took one last look in the direction of Katsumi Uehara, pressed down the cap on his head, and walked out of the hospital.
To be honest, Gin could think that Katsuki Uehara was taking advantage of the crowded nature of the hospital to help Miyano Akemi, who had faked her death by using a corpse in the morgue, hide her identity. Belmod didn't find it that surprising.
This man's sense of smell was sharp enough to determine that he would not be so hasty in believing that Miyano Akemi really died due to a recurrence of gunshot wounds, especially in the context of the involvement of the police.
However, according to normal logic, shouldn't Gin's most important decision at the moment be to keep an eye on the most suspicious person in the hospital and find an opportunity to obtain the true location of Miyano Akemi?
Her stalking hadn't yielded a theoretical result yet, so why did Gin let her go back?
Belmode was doubtful, but he concealed his emotions well.
As people walked out of the hospital, they saw a unique classic car from a distance - Porsche 356a.
"What's wrong, Gin, aren't you going to keep an eye on the doctor who operated on Miyano Akemi?"
After getting in the car, Belmode crossed his legs slightly and stared at Gin sitting in the driver's seat. Vodka, who slowly drove the car under the instruction of his boss, concentrated on being the driver and kept silent.
"There is no need to waste this time for now. Investigating this is equivalent to falling into their trick of delaying time.
"Kiel's escape route has been decided. Let's save her first tonight."
"uh-huh?"
Hearing this, Belmod didn't express anything, he just raised his eyebrows and hummed lazily.
If it was before, then she would definitely support the plan to save Kil. But now, she wished that the distance between Kil and Gin was as far away as possible.
This damn undercover.
The gloomy thoughts flashed through her heart, and the woman's brows remained calm.
"Then you pretended to be Miyano Akemi."
The next second, the words that came out of Gin's mouth made Belmod point his finger at the window edge and raised his eyes in confusion: "Me?"
"Um."
"What do you want to do again, Gin?"
The man who didn't know what he was planning reached out and lowered the brim of his hat: "Just testing Keir."
"You want her to kill me?" The woman, whose thoughts were swirling in her heart, stared at his side face with a hint of amusement at the corner of her mouth.
interesting.
"What, are you scared?" Gin, who didn't respond directly, asked without raising his head.
"Kiel's skills are not bad."
Belmod nodded noncommittally, and then said jokingly: "I thought you were going to wait until you found Miyano Akemi's location before taking action. What, are you afraid that you will be in danger?"
In Gin's original plan, he had to act together with Keir after the exact news about Miyano Akemi came out. Letting her pretend to be Miyano Akemi now is undoubtedly a trick.
"Who knows."
The man whose tone was also a bit playful raised his eyes to look at the street scene passing by quickly outside the car window. The face reflected on the glass made Belmod's eyelids twitch slightly as he was about to say something.
The words that had already flowed to her lips were suppressed again, and a new idea gradually sprouted in her heart.
Thirty minutes later.
Yoneka Town, 7th Town, 21st District.
An unpretentious white Honda sedan slowly stopped in front of the door of a self-occupied one-family building. After turning off the engine, three figures opened the door and got out of the car one after another.
"This is it. It's a five-bedroom apartment with a decent amount of space. It's convenient for the person who will protect you to live with you."
He threw the key to the door of this one-family house from his pocket to Miyano Akemi, who had changed drastically after getting off the car. Uehara Katsumi took out another key from his pocket, opened the door and walked in first.
Miyano Akemi, who was holding the key tightly, raised her heels. Miwako Sato, who was responsible for the finishing touches, looked around at the empty surroundings, and finally walked in and closed the door at the same time.
"Are there four people protecting me?"
Miyano Akemi immediately asked after hearing this layout.
Five bedrooms, apart from the room she lives in, there are four other rooms. If you don't want to attract attention, there shouldn't be many people left who can live in it.
"There is only one person living here with you. Just cooperate with him when the time comes. Zuotou and I will lead an ambush around here.
"If I'm not wrong, Rena Mizuna should be the one to take action at that time. As long as you cooperate with her well, it shouldn't be a problem to rely on the props in the closet to fake death and deceive the organization."
Making a phone call gesture towards the woman with a worried look in her eyes, Katsuki Uehara said cheerfully: "Of course, if you are nervous then, you can have a phone call with me while you are waiting to die to divert your attention."
It was obviously a normal plan to fake death, but when the word "waiting to die" popped up from Uehara Katsumi, Miyano Akemi still felt a little weird in her heart.
In just a few days, she tossed and turned to death twice...
"What if the organization believes that I am really dead?"
Miyano Akemi couldn't help but asked, "Officer Uehara, wasn't the corpse in the morgue very realistic?"
"The corpse won't deceive you for long. Once the winery's people come into contact with the corpse, it will be easily exposed. Gin will definitely let the insiders who can move freely or send their own men to sneak in to check."
Uehara Katsumi shook his head and rejected her idea: "Moreover, after this fake death, your next death will appear more realistic.
"Of course, the most important thing is that only after you die once can the information that you are still alive have the value of being passed on."
Opening the closet and displaying the small props obtained from Dr. Agasa in front of the two women, Uehara Katsumi tilted his head and smiled.
His purpose from beginning to end was not only the option of letting Miyano Akemi fake her death, but also the ghost hiding in the Metropolitan Police Department and transmitting news to the outside world.
…………………………………………
night.
In a heavily guarded hospital ward.
Shui Wu Liannai, with both shoulders bandaged, suddenly opened his eyes from the hospital bed. The closed door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and several figures filed in.
"Kiel, time is running out. Put on this disguise and leave quickly. We will go with you."
Among the four, the leader threw a backpack to the woman who instantly became energetic on the bed: "Gin will meet us outside."
coming.
Shui Wulian had no choice but to endure the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart. After calming down, he opened the zipper of his backpack and took out the human skin mask that he had prepared.
It depends on this time whether we can regain the trust of the organization.
Under the cold moonlight, a few inconspicuous cars were parked not far from the outer wall of the hospital.
The figures sitting in the car were observing each other's surroundings. It was rare that Gin, who had always loved antique cars, did not drive his eye-catching classic car over.
"Brother, according to your instructions, our people were divided into two groups during the day.
"One group checked and monitored, and the other group counted the number of corpses in the morgue of Dongda Affiliated Hospital as quickly as possible. At the same time, they also compared the death list sent to the morgue. There was indeed one missing body.
“But when we went over for the second time to take stock, there was nothing abnormal, and the bodies should have been returned to their proper places.
"In addition, according to surveillance, when Miyano Akemi was sent to the operating room, there was one doctor and three nurses when she went in, and the number of people who came out did not change;
"We have compared all subsequent operations in that operating room today, and we have found no abnormalities in the number of people entering and exiting."
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After making the call, Vodka reported the specific situation to his elder brother with a slightly confused tone: "Didn't Miyano Akemi enter the operating room?"
"patient."
Next to the car window, the cigarette that shook with the sound of Gin's voice had not yet been lit, and the dark windbreaker and top hat almost blended into the late night outside:
"From the moment Miyano Akemi was pushed out of the ward to the time she entered the operating room, the entire process was in a monitored area, which eliminated the possibility of being switched midway."
"In this case, the most likely place for Miyano Akemi to escape is in the operating room without surveillance——"
"The corpse that was placed in the operating room in advance was pushed out instead of Miyano Akemi who went in. The real Miyano Akemi stayed in the operating room to complete the disguise. She disguised herself as a patient and waited for the patient to be killed. Pushed into the operating room from the outside."
Before Gin finished speaking, Belmode took over, and his lazy tone was enough to make an ordinary person's heart itch: "In this way, she only needs to lie down when the fake patient is pushed in, and then wait until the end of the operation. Just be pushed out when the light comes on.
“First, the body was pushed in, and at the end of the operation time, a dummy was pushed out, and then it was Miyano Akemi’s turn.
"Right, Gin?"
"But, in this case, what about the fake patient who replaced Miyano Akemi from the operating room? We did not see any abnormalities in the number of people in any operation during the surveillance."
Vodka is still puzzled: "If it is a dummy wearing a human skin mask, then how can the dummy-"
Wait a moment? !
Suddenly, he thought of a vodka boy in a surveillance video.
"Because dirt, dressings and debris should be removed immediately after each operation, the hospital's operating rooms are equipped with sorted disposable waste recycling buckets and non-recyclable waste buckets.
“In this way, the police only need to put the dummy in and have the cleaning staff take it out.
"The same is true for the method used by the police to send the dummy in, by replacing the dirt bucket."
Belmode, who put a hand on his shoulder and moved his neck, pursed his lips and smiled with an unknown meaning, which made Vodka confused.
How can this woman still laugh?
Shouldn't he be angry and annoyed at this time?
At the same time, in Yoneka Town, the Mori Detective Agency.
Conan, who was wearing pajamas, was tossing and turning with his quilt in his arms, his mind filled with his version 1.0 plan of suspended animation that he had come up with using the garbage disposal equipment and disposal rules in the hospital operating room.
Next to his ears, the loud snoring of Mouri Kogoro that he could ignore under normal circumstances was so noisy that he couldn't sleep when he was worried about something tonight.
"well……"
Conan, who couldn't bear it anymore, lifted the quilt, scratched his hair, picked up the watch beside him and looked at the time——
The next second, he pointed one end of the watch directly at himself.
stop!
Conan suddenly felt his eyes go dark and fell down.
No worries or snoring could disturb his sweet sleep anymore.
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