Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 159 Uehara Katsumi and Gin (3)

"Conan?
"Conan?
"Wake up Conan, it's time for school, if you don't get up, you will be late."

"……Um?"

The next day, when Conan barely opened his eyes when he heard the shouts from the outside world, the first thing that caught his eyes was Xiaolan's slightly worried face.

"Sister Xiaolan...?"

"Conan, are you feeling unwell? Why can't you sleep today? Shall I ask you for leave?"

It is rare to see Conan who can't get up in the morning. Seeing his sleepy look, Xiaolan subconsciously stretched out her right palm towards his forehead, and covered her forehead with the other hand, as if trying to rely on The body temperature sensing ability of martial arts practitioners can see if the child has a cold or a fever.

Conan, who wanted to say that he was fine, immediately put on a strong look and said, "I'm fine, Miss Xiaolan. Maybe it's because I kicked the quilt while sleeping last night and caused a cold."

As a child, kicking the quilt while sleeping is normal.

"Huh? Is that so?"

Mao Lilan, who didn't feel any abnormality in the temperature of Conan's forehead, frowned: "I'll tell Dad, let him take you to the clinic to have a look. You just had a bad cold not long ago, so pay attention to your body."

"Uh, no, I'll take a little rest, sister Xiaolan, and I won't have to go to the clinic."

Conan, who hurriedly put on his glasses, wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Qing Mei, who had a long hand: "No, Conan, last time you said you didn't want to go to the clinic, but the cold got worse and worse, and I was about to be killed. You're scared to death."

"..."

Hehe, that's because I drank the baijiu brought by that black boy from Osaka.

Recalling the painful state of drinking white wine with a cold last time, the corners of Conan's eyes twitched a few times, trying to explain something, but he couldn't think about it.

I can't say that the last time I caught a cold so painfully, it was because I drank white wine that I was going to get bigger, right?

Scratching his messy hair after waking up from sleep, Conan, who had nothing to say, watched Ome walk out of the room, talking to Mori Kogoro who was reading the newspaper in the living room.

"Really, this troublesome brat."

Kogoro Mori, who complained a few words, put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up from the sofa and walked back to the entrance of the room. Thanks to his height advantage, he looked down at Conan who was pretending to be weak——

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Conan, whose face was pinched back and forth with both hands, hurriedly let out a cry of pain. Seeing how angry he was, Mori Kogoro immediately looked disgusted: "It doesn't look like he's sick when he's so angry, I said Kid, don’t you want to pretend to be sick because you don’t want to go to school?”

Oops!

It was seen!
Conan, who never expected that one day he would fall into the hands of Mori Kogoro, suddenly started to play dumb, and couldn't admit anything: "Uncle, I—"

"Father! It's a person who will cry out in pain when you pinch him like this, okay, really."

Conan's words were interrupted by an angry Mao Lilan, who moved into the room and squatted in front of Conan, caressing the child's cheek that had just been pinched, turned his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Anyway You're fine today, so it won't matter if you take Conan to the clinic to have a look."

"I know, I know, you are really as verbose as your mother."

"..."

Mori Ran, who had just met privately with her mother, Concubine Eri, suddenly changed her mood when she heard this, and walked out of the room holding Conan's hand with a little guilt.

Fortunately, although she encountered a shocking fire on the street, neither she nor her mother was seriously injured, and finally returned home safe and sound.

"No, no need, sister Xiaolan, Dr. A Li still has some cold medicine, I'll go over and drink some later." Conan, who was also guilty, moved out of Dr. A Li's place again in order to avoid going to the clinic as much as possible. Zhang ace of all things.

"Is it Dr. Ali again? Although I know your family is very familiar with him, but where are you running all the time, will he think that I am abusing you?"

Mori Kogoro, who was leaning against the door frame, folded his arms around his chest, and began to worry about the money in the passbook.

As an adult, especially a mature adult who just received a foster fee from Conan's mother not long ago, Mori Kogoro would still be a little worried——

I am worried that Conan's mother feels that she is a social scum who has taken money and does nothing. It would be bad if she took the money back and had to file a lawsuit with him.

There is a lesson to be learned from heaven and earth, he, Mori Kogoro, can never be this kind of person.

"No, Uncle Maori is such a good person, I usually go to Dr. Ali's house because he is sick or to play games with him, ha, ha ha..."

Conan, who was scratching the back of his head, tried his best to be cute and embarrassed, and then a rhino turned around and walked into the bathroom, moved a small stool by himself and stepped on it, picked up the toothbrush cup on the sink and began to wash.

"Forget it, for the sake of your body, you should go to the clinic with me later, don't scare people to death like the last bad cold."

Mori Kogoro shook his head, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I don't know how you sleep at night."

"..."

How else can I sleep? If it weren't for your loud snoring, uncle, I would have fallen asleep a long time ago, okay?
Xiaolan's mother hasn't come back for so many years, so I don't know if she can't stand your snoring at night.

Conan, who was brushing his teeth, suddenly bent his eyes into protractors, and the villain in his heart muttered, pointing at Mori Kogoro

After breakfast, Mao Lilan cleaned up the dishes and told her sloppy father to take Conan to the doctor before leaving for school.

Kogoro Mori, who was calculating in his mind how long it would be before the start of Yoko Okino's new variety show, said yes, but he didn't notice a figure sneaking out with a skateboard in the corner of the office.

"Hello? Uehara? How's it going? How far is it going?"

Holding the earring-shaped mobile phone newly invented by Dr. Ali, he dialed Katsumi Uehara's phone number, and Conan, who went straight to Dr. Ali's house on a skateboard, freely shuttled in the streets and alleys of Mihua Town.

"Huh? Why do you still have time to call me at this point?"

The other end of the signal - Metropolitan Police Department, the office area of ​​the third department.

On the surface, Katsumi Uehara, who was already fine, was sitting in his seat and was talking about Meimei. After receiving a call from Conan, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows in surprise: "You learned to play truant at a young age?"

Conan's face on the other end of the phone turned dark, why is this man still speaking so incoherently.

"I'm pretending to be sick, and I plan to take a leave of absence for the time being, and wait until this matter is over."

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to ask for a few more days off. I just spread the news through the Megure Police Department and Odagiri Police Department. It's estimated that it will take at least two days if it wants to be effective."

Katsumi Uehara swayed his legs while chewing the fresh plums from Sato, and felt the taste was good. Out of the corner of his eyes, he happened to catch a glimpse of his partner who had also noticed his state. I won't tell you, I have to work hard first, that's it, hang up."

"????"

Conan, who slid all the way to Dr. Ali's house, was at a loss. Didn't the case of Reina Mizumu have been handed over to the police? Where did he come from other classes?

"I said, why did Mei disappear? Who did you call early in the morning? It's so mysterious?"

Glancing at his partner who was sitting upright, he took back his plum box from his desk, and Miwako Sato pouted, pretending not to care, and asked, "That friend of yours?"

In Uehara Katsumi's plan, there is a person who does not belong to the police nor the Metropolitan Police Department. His disguise and make-up technique is the most amazing technique that Miwako Sato has ever seen in his life. It is almost comparable to Kaitou Kidd .

The corpse of Akemi Miyano and the disguises of the two family members are just... well, alive.

"Why, you want to know?"

"It's not convenient to say it, I understand, after all, this case is unusual."

Miwako Sato spread her hands, expressing that she didn't care.

It's normal for the police to have their own informants or friends, especially if they are criminal police, there may be some shady informants.

Uehara Katsumi, who spat out the words, twirled the ballpoint pen that didn't write a single stroke, just like a bad fox fishing for a cat with a small dried fish, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible if you want to know, it depends on your knowledge." What sincerity?"

"Then I'm not interested." Glancing at the uncontrollable smugness in the corner of the man's eyes, Miwako Sato clicked her lips and gave him a sideways glance, but she didn't fall for it.

For this kind of man, she can't always follow his hair.

"Are you sure you're not interested? You've seen it too."

"I have seen?"

Miwako Sato, who was just about to leave, couldn't help being stunned when she heard the words, and then a thin figure quickly appeared in her mind: "Doctor Aso?"

"That's right, that's—huh?"

This time it was Uehara Katsumi's turn to be dazed: "Chengshi? How did you think of it?"

"Didn't you ask him to help with the autopsy before? I read the lawsuit from the procuratorate about Moon Shadow Island. He disguised himself as a woman and has not been found for three years. He should be very good at disguise."

Miwako Sato gritted her teeth when she recalled the factual information about Aso: "However, is his make-up level so high?"

"...You remember to keep it secret, God knows this matter, you know me, you know it, understand?"

Uehara Katsumi, who decisively took over the top hat for Honesty, pointed back and forth between himself and her with a serious face, and followed his partner's words to create a secret that needs to be kept together by both of them: "Chengshi only wants to live a peaceful life. , I don’t want to be disturbed by too many people.”

"Ah!"

Mihua Central Hospital, restroom.

Aso, in a white coat, stood in front of the sink, and sneezed three times in a row.

"Strange, the temperature of the air conditioner was too low when you slept last night?"

Rubbing his nose, Asagi muttered solidly, raised the back of his hand and pressed his forehead, but didn't feel any abnormality in the temperature.

"Morning, Doctor Aso."

"Morning, Doctor Aso."

"morning……"

Responding to the greetings from the nurses in the hospital, Ma Chengshi, who had long been accustomed to this scene, suddenly bumped into a nurse who was walking with her head buried in the corner——

"I'm sorry doctor, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm very sorry!" The nurse, who was staggered by the bump, came back to her senses and hurriedly stabilized her figure to apologize to the man in front of her.

"No, no, I have a problem too. I'm sorry, I lost my mind." Ma Cheng didn't really care much, and apologized and went back.

The nurse who didn't say much collected her mind, forced a polite smile at him, and then left in a hurry.

　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)