Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 92 I'll Sign

"You mean you?"

Xia Mu Chuanzhi also raised his eyebrows, and looked at the female police officer in front of him playfully: "I think you two had a good relationship when you interrogated me."

"This is not something you should care about. You should take a second look at the outside world now. You will never come out again in the rest of your life."

"I don't care. I lie down wherever I lie. The nurses in the prison may be better than the nurses in the hospital. The worst is to die of illness." Xia Mu Chuanzhi was also fearless.

At that time, maybe the two major financial groups will send him on the road earlier. For him, the only pity is that the final goal of revenge against the police has not been achieved.

Miwako Sato beckoned to two subordinates dressed in police officers, handed Natsuki Chuanyuki to them, and then turned to look at other colleagues who were cleaning up the mess——

Megushisan, who was separated from her, was still directing the scene, and the child named Edogawa Conan was still sitting and resting, as if he was recovering the physical strength that was almost bottomed out because of running over.

"Kun Conan."

"Huh? Criminal Sato."

Conan, who was breathing gradually calmed down, looked up and saw Miwako Sato walking towards him.

"What happened just now is really thanks to you, thank you."

"This is what I should do. Uehara is such a good and powerful policeman." Conan successfully caught up with a smile from the bottom of his mouth.

This is a living life.

"But, having said that, why did you appear here, Conan-kun? How did you know Uehara's exact location?"

——? !

Oops, I knew it!
The smile froze at the corner of Conan's mouth: "That's because I told Brother Xinyi about this case, and Brother Xinyi immediately deduced this and asked me to stop the police.

"As for why I know the location of Criminal Uehara... Well, it's actually a prop made by Dr. Ali.

"He used to make a small radar that can automatically capture human body signals or something. I can't understand Dr. Ali's terminology, but it is very powerful.

"I used to use it to play hide and seek. Brother Shinichi asked me to take it out to help find Uehara Criminal. Unfortunately, when I first arrived here, I accidentally fell and the skateboard broke. The radar Also fell into the sewer."

Conan, who racked his brains and guts, finally pushed the blame on the almighty Dr. Ali.

As if to verify that what he said was true, he also patted the skateboard at his feet.

"...???"

Miwako Sato looked astonished.

"Ah, that, it's so late, I have to go back first, goodbye Sato criminal!"

Knowing that his lame reason was a bit outrageous, Conan pretended to raise his wrist to look at the time, and hurriedly patted his butt to stand up, picked up the skateboard and said goodbye.

"Eh--"

Miwako Sato wanted to ask if she should send someone to take you home, but Conan ran away without looking back, without giving her a chance to speak.

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St. Luke's International Hospital, a well-known hospital that upholds Christian benevolence.

Compared with the Affiliated Hospital of the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University with a longer history, the first founder of St. Luke's International Hospital not only paid attention to medical effects, but also focused on making patients who come to see a doctor and hospitalized patients enjoy better quality medical care. service, more comfortable experience.

After so many years of development, it can also compete with the Affiliated Hospital of Dongda Medical College.

Because of the seriousness of Katsumi Uehara's injury and considering that he still needs to recuperate after the operation, Shiro Suzuki decisively chose this top hospital with the best inpatient experience in Tokyo.

And now, a very difficult operation is going on here.

"Takasugi and I have teamed up to gather 32 top doctors in the world to form an expert team. They will arrive in Tokyo within two days of tomorrow. As long as the pre-operation tonight can be successful, Uehara-kun has absolute hope of surviving."

In the corridor outside the operating room, Suzuki Shiro nodded to the three-column people who hurried here.

"Is that so, I see, thank you for your help, Mr. Suzuki."

Glancing at the light sign outside the operating room, Mumu Shisan took a deep breath and thanked Suzuki Shiro.

Suzuki Shiro shook his head: "Uehara-kun saved my daughter, I should be in debt to him, and my wife has repeatedly explained that I must ensure the safety of Uehara-kun's life."

"How long has it been since the operation?" Miwako Sato, who restrained her emotions, asked in a low voice.

"It's been more than two hours. Criminal Uehara's injuries are too serious. The doctors' initial estimate is about 12 hours."

"..."

12 hours, this is just a preliminary operation...

Miwako Sato took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "I understand, thank you, Mr. Suzuki."

"This is what I should do. There is no need to worry about Uehara-kun's treatment costs. Our Suzuki Foundation will bear it together, including possible sequelae treatment."

Suzuki Shiro's commitment is very solemn.

"12 hours..."

Mumu Shisan pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, since this is the case, we will leave this place to us, Mr. Suzuki, you should go home and rest first."

"Okay, please notify Uehara-kun's family as soon as possible. I'm sorry that this happened to them. I also want to apologize to them for this incident."

Suzuki Shiro sighed, turned and left under the gaze of Megure and others.

Miwako Sato, who had finished everything, leaned against the wall of the corridor, closed her eyes and bit her fingers, praying silently in her heart;
Takagi She and Chiba Kazunobu were sitting quietly with Megushisan, waiting for the results in the operating room.

Please……

Survive.

Reaching into his pocket with his right hand, he took out the bruised iron box, and Miwako Sato couldn't help but clenched it tightly.

I still miss you saying good night, self-restraint...

3 hours passed, 5 hours passed;
8 hours passed, 12 hours passed.

The lights in the operating room were still on all the time, and the eyes of the four people in the corridor were already bloodshot visible to the naked eye.

After 12 hours of panic and suffering that continued to devour their hearts, Mu Mu Shisan, who has always been steady, also clenched his fists, staring fixedly at the door of the operating room.

Finally, 15 hours later, the closed door was pushed open.

"Is the patient's family here? The patient's family?"

"Doctor! How's the situation?! How's his condition?!" Miwako Sato, who did not forget to lower her voice even though she was excited, rushed up immediately and asked in a hurry.

"Fortunately, the pre-operation was successful. We now need to transfer him to the intensive care unit, so the signature of the patient's family is required."

"I'll sign."

Before Mu Mu Shisan could say that his subordinate was from an orphanage, Miwako Sato's blurted words immediately blocked back the explanation that had come to his lips.

"Okay, he should be at 3412 later, and you can go and see him in about 10 minutes. Miss, come with me."

The doctor, who was obviously exhausted, nodded, raised his feet and walked outside.

"Uehara came from the orphanage, so I can't waste time, so I signed it."

Before catching up, Miwako Sato pursed her lips and paused, facing the gazes of several people, and explained.

　There is one more chapter, it looks like I still have to stay up a little bit...

　　Around 01:30 in the morning, it's okay, there is progress, slowly adjust the update time until it is completely in the sun.

　　Ask for tickets~ask for support~
　　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)