Chapter 268 Conan: I Would Rather Die than Be Watched!

"Take off your pants first."

Fujiano held a large syringe in his left hand and stretched out his right hand, pretending to pull Conan's pants.

"Wait! Why are you pulling my pants off?!"

Conan heard Fujino's whisper and panicked.

He was injured in the stomach.

Why did you pull his pants off in public?

"Of course I want to inject adrenaline."

Fujiano said seriously: "In your current condition, the buttocks is the best injection site."

Of course he is not a pervert, but he wants to inject adrenaline.

He didn't have any good hemostatic drugs, and conventional hemostatic methods could not delay abdominal arterial bleeding. He could only temporarily use adrenaline to stimulate the contraction of the arterial wall to stop bleeding.

With his medical profession bonus, this degree of arterial bleeding is not a big problem.

At least he won't die if he holds on for a few more hours.

"Yeah!"

Several people on the side nodded in agreement: "I had a butt shot when I caught a cold before."

"How can it be the same?!"

Conan was speechless and cast a pitiful look at Huihara Ai and Dr. Agasa.

As if asking for help.

Huihara Ai: "..."

Turned away coldly.

"Kudo... Conan..."

Dr. Agasa almost called out Kudo's name subconsciously.

But fortunately, he reacted in time and changed his words immediately.

After a pause, he said helplessly: "You should take off your pants and let Fujino inject it. If you lose too much blood and go into shock, it will be troublesome."

"Yeah, Dr. Agasa is right."

Fujino pushed the needle of adrenaline: "If you don't stop bleeding in your current condition, you will definitely go into shock... My force is a bit strong, you have to bear it."

Conan: "..."

He is a 17-year-old high school detective!

How could he be seen naked by elementary school students!

Being seen is better than death!

…………

The breeze under the setting sun blew past, bringing a little coolness.

[The host is detected to be undergoing medical treatment, and the system provides the professional skills of the white-robed archangel: 100% treatment effect 100% mental recovery bonus]

[The host is detected to be undergoing medical treatment, and the system automatically rewards: 200 points of good doctor professional proficiency points]

Two system prompts came from Fujino's ears.

He picked up the medicine box after hearing the sound, and just stood up, he heard Ayumi beside him asking worriedly: "How is Conan... Why doesn't he speak?"

"I have given him adrenaline, and it shouldn't be a big deal now."

Fujino glanced at Conan.

Naturally, he knew why he didn't speak, but he still explained in a calm tone: "As for why he didn't speak, it might be because of the mental confusion caused by excessive blood loss."

"Is that so?"

Ayumi was a little puzzled, but she looked at Conan and nodded.

At this time, Conan was lying on the blanket with a bandage around his waist.

His face was calm, his eyes were fixed on the setting sun, his eyes seemed to have lost their brilliance, and he looked at a loss.

Being seen naked by an elementary school student, and Ayumi at that...

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A few minutes later, Megure Jusan led a large group of people to the scene.

Conan was carried to the ambulance.

I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or the injection of adrenaline from Fujino, but he was a little dazed.

The three gangsters were arrested, one was taken to the morgue, and two were taken to the police station for interrogation.

"Ahahaha!"

The shrill laughter echoed throughout the forest.

Megure Jusan glanced at the long-haired man who was still laughing wildly in the police car, and looked at Fujino in silence: "Brother Fujino...what's wrong with that guy?"

"He may have gone crazy because he couldn't stand killing his accomplice..."

Fujino shook his head, "People's psychological endurance is really too poor now."

"Obviously, he was beaten by you with a wooden sword..."

Megure Jusan muttered in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he asked Fujino again: "By the way, where is the gun that mushroom head used to injure Conan...we didn't find it when we searched just now."

"Gun...Oh, right."

Fujino suddenly remembered something when he heard it.

He took out a pistol from his pocket and handed it to Megure Jusan, smiling embarrassedly: "This pistol was seized when I knocked the mushroom head unconscious just now. Look at my memory, I almost forgot to hand it in."

Megure Jusan: "..."

If he didn't ask, wouldn't Brother Fujino want to keep this gun for himself?

Why does it feel so mean?

But soon, Megure Jusan threw this idea into the trash can.

How could a kind and brave man like Fujino want to find the gun as evidence?

Megure Jusan glanced at the bulletproof vest on Fujino's chest.

Even if he wanted it, he should have asked him for it.

Well, he must have thought too much.

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Several members of the Junior Detective Team accompanied Conan to the Beika General Hospital, while Fujino drove back to the Metropolitan Police Department with Megure Jusan to take a statement.

After all, one person died during the operation this time, and it was still very difficult to refuse the statement.

Fortunately, before the operation, Fujino had already edited... no, polished it, so the statement went smoothly.

Plus, the person who took his statement was his old acquaintance, Miwako Sato, so the statement was completed in less than an hour.

The parking lot of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Fujino came out of the back door of the Metropolitan Police Department and turned to say hello to Miwako Sato.

Then, he found his car in the parking lot according to his memory of coming here.

"The statement... is still a bit troublesome..."

Fujino complained and stretched.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he felt a vibration in his trouser pocket.

He took out his mobile phone and saw a text message from Ai Huihara on the screen: [How is the statement going? ]

Fujino glanced at Ai Huihara's text message and tapped quickly on the keys: [Today's statement was taken by Officer Sato, and it is now completed. How is the situation on your side? ]

Ai Huihara replied after a while: [Edogawa has come out of the operating room. Although there is no blood type of his blood in the hospital's blood bank, fortunately, the girl who lives opposite our house has the same blood type as him, so the progress is still smooth. 】

"The girl who lives opposite, Xiaolan?"

Fujino stared at the text message on the screen of his mobile phone and murmured: "It seems that Xiaolan has discovered the identity of Conan again..."

In his impression, Xiaolan gave Conan a blood transfusion because she suspected that Conan was Kudo Shinichi.

At the same time, she was also gambling.

She bet that the hospital would test that their blood types were the same, because her blood type was the same as Kudo Shinichi's.

Obviously, as a lucky person in science, she made the right bet.

At the same time, it also indirectly proved that Conan was Kudo Shinichi.

But Fujino was not worried about whether Conan would be exposed.

Strictly speaking, he should not care.

——Whether Conan was exposed or not, it had nothing to do with him.

……

The night was getting darker, Beihua General Hospital.

Fujino: [I'll go over now...By the way, what do you want to eat tonight? ]

Grayfield Ai: [I'll go home and ask Sister Mingmei later. I wonder if she has had dinner. 】

Fujino: [I just called her, she has already gone to the Poirot Cafe across the street to eat alone. 】

Haiyara Ai held up her phone, and her small fingers quickly typed: [Then you decide when you get home later (laughs)]

Haiyara Ai sent the text message, just put the phone away, and her calm eyes were attracted by Xiaolan.

"Conan..."

At this time, Xiaolan was sitting next to the bed, staring at Conan lying on the bed.

Her eyes did not look like she was looking at a child.

"Has your identity been seen through?"

Haiyara Ai looked at Xiaolan and naturally noticed this.

If she guessed correctly, the girl who lives across the street should have discovered the true identity of Kudo Shinichi.

"I hope Kudo will not do anything irrational after waking up."

"Anyone involved in the organization's affairs will become unfortunate..."

Haiyara Ai murmured in her heart, lowered her eyes and lowered her head, and suddenly thought of Fujino.

She was not sure whether Fujino would discover her identity a little bit, and what to do then.

Although she was sure that Fujino was the man in the white robe in the rumor, and he did save her in the hotel that night, she was not sure.

She was not sure why the other party knew that she was in danger.

She was not sure whether the other party really knew about the organization.

Everything seemed to be a mystery, shrouding her heart.

But she was sure of one thing.

That is, before she was sure that Fujino knew about the organization, she would never tell him about her own affairs.

Just maintain the status quo and stay by his side.

This was the only thing she could do as she was alone and wandering in the endless night.

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Fujian drove to Beihua General Hospital.

On the road, a car suddenly exploded, blocking the traffic and wasting a lot of time.

Parking the car in the crowded parking lot, Fujino opened the door, and what came into view was a tall white building over ten stories high.

"Sure enough, no matter what era, hospitals are the richest places..."

"Please get out of the way!"

At this time, a female voice came from behind.

Fujino subconsciously dodged the figure and saw a nurse pushing an emergency stretcher passing by him.

"Severe trauma, fracture, accompanied by third-degree burns... Was there a car accident? It should be bombed..."

Fujiano subconsciously analyzed the injuries of the man in the brown tweed windbreaker, and suddenly frowned.

The man's outfit looked familiar...

It seemed to be an animal organization?

Could the people who were bombed just now be from the zoo?

If that was the case, then this group of people were targeting the car bombing.

"No wonder the traffic jams have become more and more serious recently."

Fujiano murmured, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced at the ward number left by Huiyuan Ai: "Ward 221 on the second floor... That is 221B..."

"Well, Conan is worthy of it. He can live in the same ward with the same door number as Sherlock Holmes."

Fujiano secretly complained in his heart.

Soon, he found Ward [No. 221]

When I opened the door of the ward, I saw everyone gathered in the ward.

Xiaolan sat on a chair next to the bed, looking extremely worried.

Similarly, Fujino also noticed the abnormality in Xiaolan's eyes.

——You must have figured out this guy’s identity.

Fujino came to the same conclusion as Haihara Ai.

"Brother Maori, Xiaolan."

Fujino walked up to say hello, glanced at Conan with his eyes closed, and asked, "How is Conan doing now?"

"He's out of danger."

Xiaolan turned around and stood up after hearing this, and bowed slightly towards Fujino: "Senior, I have heard about the first aid you gave Conan. Even the doctor said that the first aid was very timely. If something happened to him... I really……"

After a pause, Xiaolan suddenly reacted and continued: "I really don't know how to explain to this child's family."

"nothing……"

Fujino waved his hand indifferently.

He didn't save him in vain anyway.

At least 200 good doctor proficiency points were wasted.

"Ah woo~"

As the night got darker, several of the young detective team yawned in unison.

"Are you guys sleepy already?"

Dr. A Li asked several people: "Let me take you home."

"No!"

"We're not sleepy at all!"

"We're going to stay here with Conan."

A few little ones said stubbornly.

"Okay, Conan needs to rest now."

Dr. Ali said: "Besides, you can come again tomorrow."

"If you don't come home, your parents should be worried."

Haiyuan Ai agreed, and then tugged on Fujino's clothes: "Let's go home too."

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A Ford Taurus is driving on the roads of Tokyo.

Fujino sat in the cab and asked Haihara Ai, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Xiao Ai, how about we eat out today?"

"It's not too late now. It's really troublesome to cook. It's not bad to go out to eat."

Hui Yuan Ai nodded, took out his phone and looked at the time, thought for a while, and continued: "When I was reading a food magazine before, I saw a Chinese restaurant that was quite close to here and had good reviews. Go there. How's the meal?"

"Chinese restaurant... let's go check it out."

Following Haihara Ai's guidance, Fujino drove all the way to a Chinese restaurant called [Yang Ji Xiao Guan].

The exterior of this Chinese restaurant is made of wood, and the overall color is red, giving it a fake Chinese style.

Fujino pushed open the store door with Haihara Ai.

A waiter wearing a suit and vest came up to greet him warmly.

"well?!"

Just when the two were about to sit down, a strange sound suddenly came from the side.

Fujino looked back and saw several men of various shapes looking directly at him.

A fat man stepped forward and asked Fujino, "Are you the famous detective Fujino?"

"Do I know you?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat man in front of him, without any impression.

The fat man was wearing an orange jacket and jeans. He was chubby, had wavy curly hair, and a small goatee on his chin. He looked like a greasy middle-aged boss in a gangster movie.

"Yes, yes, I was negligent."

The fat man quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fujino: "I am Shimokawa Hatashiro, a filmmaker."

Fujino took the business card, looked at it, and found that the information was indeed correct. Then he asked doubtfully: "Mr. Kawabata, do you have anything to do with me?"

"There is indeed something I want to trouble you with..."

Shiro Kawabata smiled and invited: "I wonder if you would be kind enough to sit with us. Of course, this meal is ours."