At the back door of the hospital, Chianti helped Vodka out, and while walking, she scolded: "You are good enough for vodka, you are really good at going to the hospital for treatment? When will you stop having trouble finding the police?"

"Tsk!" Vodka doesn't have the half-dead look like Idiot. Although he can't walk by himself, with Chianti's support, he said angrily: "What do you mean by Chianti? At that time, I could not have the ability to act. If I were not sent to the hospital, you would be collecting my body for me now!" Except for the gin boss Belmode and the young master, Vodka would not be polite to others.

But that beautiful girl, is she a traffic policeman? Thinking of the traffic policeman who sent herself to the hospital who was lying on the roadside, Vodka's heart became softer.

An ordinary three-row van parked outside. After vodka sat in the back row, he found that gin was lying in the last row.

Of course the space in the van is not as spacious as the Porsche of Gin, so Gin is not going to sit up.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I..." The Porsche Gin was much more severely injured than vodka, and now it is probably pulled into the scrap factory by the traffic police.

At that time, Vodka was driving to somewhere to pick up the gin that had just completed the mission, but suddenly he was attacked. After a moment of dizziness, he found that he was seriously injured and lying on the ground, and his eyes could see sporadic flames emerging from the classic car.

"It's not your fault." Gin said, narrowing her eyes: "It's just someone who wants to say hello to me. I'm really tired of living..."

Chianti got into the co-pilot, and the new driver was Cohen, but his car was indeed not as good as vodka.

"Corn! Are you driving a bumper car? Can you stop waving back and forth?" Chianti shouted violently.

"This is called serpentine movement." Cohen said back.

"Vodka..." Gin couldn't remain silent, and asked, "How long will it take for your injury?"

"It will take about three days to fully recover...but I can continue driving the boss tomorrow." Vodka said something completely inconsistent with medical knowledge.

"No hurry, drive again the day after tomorrow. Getting a new car is not that fast." Gin said.

"Yes! Big Brother!"

"Corn, can you drive faster!" Chianti's roar came again in front of him.

In the hospital, Conan looked at the scene of the chaos with a strong expression. Now there is no one in the ICU, so Conan can naturally get in while the chaos is in.

The entire scene was in chaos. The electrodes of the heart rate meter were roughly torn and thrown on the ground. All the first aid injections placed aside were scattered on the ground and stomped. Adrenaline and sedatives were merged together on the ground. In addition, other drugs mixed in it, I wonder if I would get a brand new drug after collecting these.

The broken window glass is very interesting, making it difficult to tell whether it was broken from the inside or from the outside. However, Conan thought about it carefully and knew that of course it was broken from the outside: this is the top floor. If you break the glass from the outside, you can pick up a few pieces of the glass in the house and throw it outside. If you break it from the inside, how can you throw the glass outside in?

Suddenly, Ai Haibara found that Conan left the icu with an indifferent look on his face, and grabbed him: "Don't you investigate?"

"It's useless not to investigate anymore." Conan said with a natural look under Ai Haibara's shocked look.

"Why?" Conan was so abnormal that Ai Haibara was so scared that he couldn't even speak properly.

"'Suddenly I remembered what the guy in Mizuma said. "Conan spread his hands: "The style of organization is to be extremely careful, just like a slippery fat fish. If you don't have a net bag ready, you will only let it take off your hands again and again. Even if you catch it hard, it can escape when necessary. So even if I keep chasing it here, I can't find anything. So why do I want to be a coolie here? Do you think I'm stupid? "After saying that, I turned around and walked out, and said to myself: "Don't worry about vodka. The guy in Mizuma can't control it now. Anyway, he has already taken leave and will not go to school... Should I find a place to play football?"

Looking at Conan's back as if he was doing nothing and folded his hands behind his head and held his head, Ai Haibara made a decision.

He took out a syringe, and there was a transparent and clear unknown liquid shaking inside. He pulled out the needle cap and gently pressed the syringe to remove the air. Haibara Ai walked quickly behind Conan.

"Do you think the matter is over? But my problem has not been solved yet."

Hearing this sentence, Conan looked back in surprise and saw only the needle flashing with cold light coming towards his neck.

He accurately pierced the jugular vein and pushed the syringe into the left and right. Haibara Ai pulled out the needle and gently pressed it on the needle mouth to stop the bleeding. Faced with the sudden change, Conan wanted to struggle, but he felt his eyelids getting heavier and he finally didn't even have the strength to stand on his legs, so he fell softly on Haibara Ai and fainted. All this was done in the flash. The people in the corridor were all focused on the ICU. Didn't they notice the small movements of the two little ghosts watching the fun.

"Ahhhh! What happened to the injured person? Could it be that he escaped from medical expenses and ran away?" At this time, the police finally appeared. The leader was Miyamoto Yumi from the Transportation Department...

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"Um... Woo! Woo!" When Conan woke up in the darkness, he was surprised to find that the tape on his mouth was fixed on an iron bed in a "big" shape, and his body was naked, with only a pair of briefs left, not to mention watches, eyes and shoes.

What's going on? He was kidnapped? Conan reacted immediately. Then the memory before the coma gradually recovered, and finally frozen in the silver syringe in Ai Haibara's hand.

"Bang!" The huge shadowless light suddenly turned on, and the strong light made Conan lock his eyes. In the intense conflict between darkness and light, he heard Ai Haibara's voice.

"Are you awake? Detective." Wearing a white coat that fits her appearance and is unexpectedly fit, Ai Haibara walked into his sight from the darkness.

"Haihara? Are you kidding me?" Conan asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"What do you think?" Ai Haibara's mouth hung a smile that was hard to figure out, sat on the iron window, and naughtyly pulled Conan's cheek.

"You're so sure, you're going to do it all the time, but in the end you still couldn't think it was me?"

"You..." Conan didn't know what this meant.

"How about telling you another rumor about Kaubil?" Without waiting for Conan's answer, Haibara Ai spoke to himself: "Someone in the organization once asked Kaubil why you have such special abilities and how did you learn it? What are you guessing Kaubil said?"

"Caubil said, 'Maybe it has something special to do with my birthday? So I have a special talent.' Are you thinking of someone again?"

Conan forced himself not to think about Mizumaki on the Chinese Valentine's birthday, nor did he speak, but just stared at Ai Haibara.

"Don't worry... I will help you ask for a long and long vacation for school, just as long as Kudo Shinichi's." Ai Haibara continued to hit Conan's hope.

"The office will also think that you are addicted to the new video games and live in Dr. Agasa's house every day. I will agree with the other side and use Dr. Agasa's voice." While playing with his nails, he said: "As for Dr. Agasa? He is useless now. In order to make him not get in the way, what should I do?"

Conan was about to bite his gums and bleed.

"Oh by the way, and, guess the child in the office. What day will he come back to see you?" Haibara Ai finally overwhelmed Conan, who was pretending to be a camel with the heaviest weight: "If she discovered the doctor who could already be stinking by then, would you guess what would happen?"

"Haihara!" Conan finally spoke: "You are back to that organization?"

"Back?" Haibara Ai sneered as if he had heard some interesting questions: "You don't seem to figure it out yet. I was a member of the organization from the beginning. The so-called rebellion is just a show for you."

"What?"
Chapter completed!