The abbot of Shanneng Temple prepared a private room for everyone.
Hattori Heiji rejected the offer to stay overnight, but planned to return to Osaka overnight to find out about the progress of the case from Officer Otaki, and at the same time send Toyama and Ye home.
It's night, the wind is clear and the moon is bright.
A cadre of an organization couldn't hold back his impulse. After sneaking into the yard, he tried a few times with a 360-degree view both practically and conceptually. However, in the end, due to dizziness and several cups of coffee, he could not stop the sleeping bug. Intrusion, I had to go to bed honestly.
The next day.
6:30 am.
Since the matter has not been settled yet, except for Suzuki Sonoko, the other four people got up on time.
On the table.
Mouri Kogoro read the code while eating.
Ye Gengyi checked the parameters while eating.
Mao Lilan was sending emails while eating.
Just when a certain detective was thinking about whether he should do something.
Mao Lilan's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground, and then she said in surprise: "He Ye said that she and Heiji were attacked last night..."
Ye Gengyi: "..."
So this kid, Heiji, can't escape no matter what, and it's a law that he will definitely get hurt if he walks with the God of Death?
...
Meixiaoji Hospital, single ward.
Because Suzuki Sonoko was still sleeping and Mouri Kogoro wanted to decipher the code, he did not follow her.
When Ye Gengyi and others arrived here, they saw a certain Osaka black chicken wearing a hospital gown, with gauze wrapped around his head, lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
In this regard, the doctor's answer was: The injured person was not seriously ill, but due to overexertion and bleeding, he needed to rest for a few days to recover.
Overworked?
Well... Ye Gengyi carefully recalled this trip to Kansai.
From the beginning of the Kendo Club to now, Hattori Heiji has indeed not had a good rest in the true sense.
Poor child, the dark circles under his eyes are visible... although they are completely invisible after blending with his skin color.
Ye Gengyi peeled an apple casually.
I found a chair and continued studying the problem of visual parameters.
Waiting time.
Rensaburo Shiratori also rushed over from the Metropolitan Police Department, and with him were Police Officer Ayanokouji from Kyoto and Police Officer Otaki from Osaka.
It was originally thought that the three police departments would be involved in one drama, but it was obvious that Officer Otaki was excluded.
Shiratori Rensaburo and Ayanokouji Fumimaro are old classmates.
When we were talking about the case of 'Hotaru Genji', we naturally mentioned those detectives who always appeared at the scene of the crime.
Shiratori Rensaburo listened and felt something was wrong.
Then naturally, Ye Gengyi, who wanted to do research quietly, was added to the conversation.
"So you are from the Metropolitan Police Department..." Ayanokouji looked at Ye Gengyi carefully, "So the murderer who attacked you at Kurama Temple was also wearing a helmet and riding clothes?"
"It's greenish-brown to be precise."
Ye Geng said: "His height is about 1.75 meters. Being able to beat Heiji like this shows that his level of kendo is not low."
"Why didn't you tell such important information in the teahouse yesterday?" Ayanokouji frowned.
"Because at that time, I didn't know that Heiji would be beaten like this." Ye Geng said.
Ayanokouji: "???"
Conan on the side sweated.
He knew that if he kept asking, Ye Gengyi would definitely talk about a certain black man's first love.
Although the horoscope has not yet been revealed, if it is misunderstood that it is because Chika Suzu is among the suspects, so this information was not revealed.
With such strong personal emotions, they might be forcibly prevented from participating in the case by the police...
"Well..."
Maybe he sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere.
at this time.
On the hospital bed, Hattori Heiji slowly opened his eyes.
Just in time... Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Heiji, you're awake!"
"Everyone, why are you here..."
Hattori Heiji sat up and saw the group of people surrounding the bed at a glance.
"Uncle Otaki is here," his eyes fell on Rensaburo Shiratori, "This one looks familiar..."
"I am Officer Shiratori of the Metropolitan Police Department..."
Shiratori Rensaburo introduced himself very depressedly.
"Sorry, sorry," Hattori Heiji scratched his head, "By the way, where is the short knife that cut me? It should still be at the scene, right?"
"We have sent it for testing." Ayanokouji said.
"Please notify me immediately after you get the results. If the evidence is not enough," Hattori Heiji said, untying his hospital gown, "I can also lend you the wound on my shoulder."
"What evidence?" Yuan Shan and Ye were curious.
"It's just to confirm whether it is the murder weapon that killed Mr. Sakura," Hattori Heiji explained: "There are traces of the sharp blade cutting the skin. As long as it can be proved to be the same weapon, then the previous The guess can be confirmed... It is confirmed that the person who attacked me and killed the members of Genji Hotaru is the same person!"
"We will naturally investigate that kind of thing," Ayanokouji frowned: "By the way, have you seen the murderer's face?"
"No, he was wearing a mask." Hattori Heiji shook his head and said hurriedly: "By the way, that motorcycle! I remember when he escaped... um~"
Before he could finish his words, the nurse who was waiting impatiently put the thermometer directly into his mouth.
Ayanokouji was happy that he was quiet, and took out the coded letter again: "Do you know what the pictures on this picture mean?"
Hattori Heiji held the thermometer in his mouth and shook his head.
"Forget it if you don't know. After all, this is also the job of the police..."
Ayanokouji muttered, and before turning to leave the ward, he reminded again: "By the way, after this lesson, you should know how to be calm, right?"
"Then I'll go back first, Heiji, you take good care of yourself." Officer Otaki and Shiratori Rensaburo also left one after another.
"You were beaten badly enough." Ye Gengyi walked to the bed, leaned over and glanced at the gauze, "Are you serious just now?"
"ah?"
Hattori Heiji was startled, unable to understand what the so-called 'serious' meant.
"It's the words that can be dedicated to the wound on the shoulder." Ye Gengyi said.
Blessing...devotion...It seemed like I just said I could borrow it, right?
There is the kind of borrowing and returning.
I always felt that Sarada's eyes were terrifyingly calm... Hattori Heiji's throat rolled and he didn't dare to nod.
"Forget it, there's a chance."
Looking at the expression on a certain black man, Ye Gengyi didn't force himself.
Of course, it would be too exaggerated to forcefully remove the gauze and analyze the murderer's kendo sect based on the location of the wound.
Ye Gengji just saw that there were ready-made 'scientific research materials', and he suddenly thought of trying the wound repair function of nanorobots.
By the way, he had already tried this on himself, but so far he had not found a chance to experiment on 'little powerful' creatures like Heiji and Kaito.
