"What are you talking about Shinichi?! Live in my house?!"
"Hush! Hush! Doctor, don't be too loud, don't disturb other people."
"…………"
Mihua Central Hospital, Department of Orthopedics, Special Care Unit.
Conan's nervous words floated out of the door that had not yet been closed. Asami, who was wearing a white coat, leaned against the wall of the corridor with one hand in his pocket, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "You are a police officer, right, Uehara?"
"Of course, it will be replaced if it's fake."
The man who had closed the door to the ward was aware of the elegance of the strings. He smiled and shrugged, turned to look at his friend and said with a smile: "Do you want to check my police officer ID?"
"Do you know what I want to do most right now?"
"What is it?"
"Put your damn police card on Memu Shisan's desk, point it at his nose and tell him to take care of his subordinates and not incite others to commit crimes."
"Then you may be disappointed, Mu Mu Shisan is reluctant to punish me."
"Get out!"
After all, he still couldn't hold it in. Aso Minoru, who had broken his skills, raised his left hand and hit his friend's chest, then laughed and cursed: "I'm warning you Uehara Katsumi, I am a doctor with a professional bottom line."
"What a coincidence, I am also a policeman with a professional bottom line." Uehara Katsumi shook his head indifferently, with a proud smile on his lips: "It is well-known by everyone."
Aso Minoru curled her lips in disdain. For a moment, she had no way to refute, so she had to change the subject: "Are you really planning to let that woman named Miyano Shiho live in Dr. Agasa's house? Aren't you afraid?"
"What's so scary about this? She can still kill people."
"Hard to say."
Speaking of this, Asheng frowned and reminded: "Medical madmen are much scarier than ordinary madmen in reality."
Hearing this, Katsuki Uehara raised his eyebrows and pointed his right index finger at the closed door of the ward: "Do you think she is crazy?"
"Otherwise? Rejuvenating, isn't this a lunatic? Do you know the meaning of what she did? Lavoisier's coffin board can no longer hold it."
"If you can't hold it down, just hold it down. You can chat with Newton some other time."
"???"
"Okay, put your heart back in your stomach, it'll be fine."
Patting his friend on the shoulder, Katsuki Uehara put one hand in his pocket and passed him by: "Let's go, I'll leave Dr. Agasa's fracture to you."
"..."
Watching his best friend leave, Aso Miki stood at the door of the ward and finally had no choice but to shake his head.
He didn't quite understand why Uehara would trust the Miyano sisters so much. This was not his style at all.
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"Um, may I ask, Hiroshi Agasa—eh? Officer Uehara?"
At the elevator entrance, Mao Lilan, who was carrying a schoolbag, was about to find a nurse and ask where Dr. A Li's ward was. When he raised his head, he bumped into Uehara Katsumi who had been waiting at the corner of the corridor. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
"Hey, Xiaolan."
Uehara Katsuki smiled and raised his hand to say hello to her.
"Officer Uehara, what are you-"
"Uehara, the test results are out, let's go."
Before Xiaolan finished speaking, Miwako Sato walked out of the nurse's station facing the corner of the corridor, holding a brown document bag in her hand.
"Huh? Xiaolan?"
Miwako, who didn't expect Mao Lilan to arrive at the hospital so quickly, was surprised. The latter blinked after seeing the two policemen appearing alone in the hospital: "Officer Sato...?"
After his eyes wandered back and forth between the two people, after saying hello, Mao Lilan hurriedly left with his schoolbag, for fear of disturbing anything.
"What happened to her? What did you tell her?"
"Conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't say anything."
Reaching out to block the elevator door that was about to close, Katsuki Uehara raised his eyebrows at Miwako who walked into the elevator: "Maybe it was the words you just said that made her think wrong. After all, neither you nor me today. Wear your normal work clothes.”
"?"
Looking down at the simple white denim jacket and white shoes she was wearing, Miwako Sato couldn't help but roll her eyes at the man when she reacted, and threw the document bag away angrily.
The clothes she left at Uehara's house were not suitable for work, not to mention that she really didn't have to go to work today.
As soon as he raised his hand, Uehara Katsumi opened the document bag with a smile on his face. Miwako Sato didn't say anything anymore, but took advantage of this moment to reach out and press the elevator floor button.
But at the moment when the elevator door closed, when she raised her hand to brush the loose hair in front of her forehead, the corners of her rosy mouth still had an undetectable upward movement.
"The materials prepared by Dr. Aso are all complete. The only flaw is that we do not have Miyano Shiho's body."
"Is it a matter of just a word between you and me? It's not a big problem. Rather than this, Zuotou, how about you take a few more days off and go on a trip with me to relax?"
"No way, I only have time today."
"But it's just a waste of the whole morning today. It's not fair."
Hearing this, Miwako Sato immediately turned to look at him and said with a smile: "There is no absolute publicity in this world, is there?"
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door to the first floor opened.
Miwako Sato walked out of the elevator first, and Katsumi Uehara, who followed closely behind her, was still making her final attempt: "Actually, from a legal perspective, fairness can be artificially created."
"If I were you, I would definitely not worry about time now. Instead, I would go home for lunch, then take a shower, change clothes, and get a new hairstyle. At the very least, dress more gentlemanly and not be so unrestrained. .”
"Really? Don't you think wild beauty is more attractive to you? I think my style should be pretty good." Uehara Katsuki, who was parked in front of his evo, lowered his head slightly and used his hands to cover the sun for easy viewing. Clear your reflection in the rearview mirror.
Miwako Sato, who opened the passenger door, did not speak, but bent down with a smile on her face and got into the car skillfully.
"If you don't judge me, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
"Drive quickly, Mr. Brutalist. If it's any later, I'm afraid I won't be able to hand over this information to the Megure Police Department before getting off work."
"Yes, I have to trouble you to contact your best friend and ask her to inform the traffic department not to catch me speeding later."
After buckling up his seat belt, Katsumi Uehara stretched his neck and then stepped on the accelerator.
"No, your pink Evo is already registered there."
"Correction, this is magenta."
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The Metropolitan Police Department is still renovating the third department office area.
When Megure Thirteen, who was sitting behind his desk, saw Katsumi Uehara, who was supposed to be resting today, appearing in front of him, he looked a little stunned.
Is the sun coming out in the west?
The eucalyptus is all over.
"Don't look at my police department like that. If this thing hadn't been handed over as soon as possible, you wouldn't have seen me so quickly." Uehara Katsumi, who didn't know what his immediate superior was thinking, directly handed over the complete record of Miyano Shiho's death. The document bag was handed over.
After taking it apart and reading it, Megure Thirteen sounded somewhat melancholy: "Miss Miyano Shiho still couldn't survive it. Where is Miss Akemi? How is her mood?"
"According to Sato, the mood has stabilized now."
"It'll be good if it's stable."
Megure Thirteen nodded, and then remembered what the subordinate in front of him had experienced, and his tone paused: "Uehara, I heard Sato tell you about your friend.
"If you have nothing else to do this afternoon, I-"
"Don't worry, police department, I'm fine."
"I'm serious Uehara, I know this feeling clearly." A trace of worry flashed in Mumu Shisan's eyes with his fingers crossed: "If you have time in the afternoon, can we find a place to chat?"
As an old detective, he knows very well and has seen and experienced a lot.
Just like he had comforted Sato.
The more normal Uehara Katsumi behaves at the moment, the deeper the negative emotions he is suppressing in his heart will become.
"Well... I probably won't have time in the afternoon. I have to go on a date with Sato. If we want to talk, tomorrow?" Katsuki Uehara rubbed his chin and deliberated.
"Oh, if you don't have time to go on a date with Zuotou in the afternoon, then it's clear - huh?!" Megure Thirteen, who hadn't reacted for a moment, suddenly widened his eyes.
