The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

It was almost the same time as the first explosion. At four o'clock in the afternoon, a strange fax was received in the office of Section One.

"Respect to all ignorant and cunning police officers: In the place where life and death are intertwined, I have set up fireworks leading to the kingdom of heaven. The preparations for the game are over, and the bell for opening the server has rang, waiting for you to come. Here is a reminder: What kind of player does the host of the game dislike the most? Eyes in the sky are everywhere, gentlemen. Please don't disappoint me."

Before deciphering the meaning, the operator received a call to the police—there had been an explosion at the Tokyo Rice Flower Hospital.

Qiu Zeyao and others who got in the police car to the hospital also saw the fax.

Matsuda Jinping held down his earphones and connected to the inside line: "Have the people you sent to evacuate the masses arrived?"

"It should be fast in terms of time, Matsuda-kun, is there any problem?"

"Tell them not to act rashly. Before the situation is clear, it's best to only direct the evacuation on the first floor, and don't rush into the building."

Officer Mumu asked, "The reason?"

"What kind of player does the host of the game dislike the most?, I guess the answer is not following the rules of the game. The eyes in the sky are everywhere, this is a warning, the implication is that I have been watching you all the time. If we trespass the prisoner If you run around disregarding the rules, the game will stop there." This voice did not come from Matsuda Jinhei.

The officer wearing sunglasses raised his eyebrows, "Yes, that's it. Are you a newcomer?"

The voice of the other party came from the headset: "Yes, I am Ren Saburo Shiratori, please advise."

Matsuda Jinping put down his hands, turned his head and complained to them: "Finally there is a guy who can raise their average IQ."

"Congratulations?" Hagihara Kenji shrugged, "I won't need you in the future."

"I can't ask for it." Matsuda Jinping sneered, "Stupidity is contagious, and people who often stay with that kind of guy will be assimilated sooner or later, you say yes, A."

Qiu Ze Yao who was suddenly cued: "Ah, um."

I always feel that everyone has a bad impression of the search class. I often hear such bad words, Qiu Ze Yao thought silently.

Is the search class here really so depraved?

Hagihara Kenji's arm rested silently on his shoulder, "Why are you so nervous? Are you nervous?"

"No, it's okay." Qiu Ze Yao said concisely.

He was indeed a little nervous, but not because of the bomber, but... Mr. A...

It is very likely that we will meet. This is the first time he has met since he played two roles alone, and I don't know what will happen.

A-kun feels the same way.

He was still sitting on the hospital bed, the door of the room was open, and the chaotic crowd outside was crowded together, but it was not panicked chaos.

Shortly after the explosion, the TV screen in the ward flickered and suddenly turned black, with a grinning expression in the center.

A gentle and lively male voice came from the sound: "Qiangqiang! Please keep calm, I will guide everyone to evacuate. Please take care of the patients and friends."

"Everyone on the tenth floor and below, please come to the corridor and follow the instructions to leave in an orderly manner. Everyone on the upper floors, please be patient, because it's useless to be anxious—"

A-kun and Kudo Shinichi frowned.

Although the other party's voice was gentle, the faint smile gave people a feeling of malice. He was like an off-screen spectator, stopping to appreciate the performance of the clown in the play.

But the other party is undoubtedly evacuating the crowd in the building at this time, and it has also calmed the panic in the people's hearts, and did not let the chaos continue to ferment and cause tragedy.

"It's clearing the field." Mr. A calmly looked at Kudo Shin, who was looking back.

He remembered the nasty doctor he had met in the elevator earlier. It wasn't too much before, but in retrospect, that guy didn't look like a serious doctor at all. When he said that he delayed the patient but no one could afford it, the emotion contained in it was neither irritability nor anger, but instead. Extremely contemptuous.

A little... a little concerned.

If I remember correctly, the doctor went to ward 1523.

However, Shinichi Kudo has obviously taken the responsibility for the injured and inconvenient self, and it is very unrealistic to avoid the other party and move by himself.

Although there is another vest, Qiu Zeyao's movements are restricted everywhere, and he has to take into account the prisoners whose eyes are everywhere. It is not a good idea to let him come to the fifteenth floor, not to mention that he has not yet reached the hospital on the road.

To sum up, Mr. A decided to turn Kudo Shin away and go to Ward 1523 to take a look.

Before Mouri Kogoro came back.

A-jun blinked: "Kudou-kun, do you remember the doctor who bumped into me before?"

Kudo Shin was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, "I remember that he didn't have a work card, the clothes may have been stolen from the locker room, maybe it was the guy who put the bomb in the hospital, the one in the cart was not medicine!"

It's a little too easy to talk to smart people. Mr. A didn't have a chance to say what he was ready to say. He said, "I know which ward he has been to. Do you want to take a look, Detective-kun?"

Kudo Shinichi: "Isn't that of course! Which one is it?"

When Mr. A asked the question, he lifted the quilt and stood up from the bed. He got an answer that was almost the same as expected. He squeezed the metal bar above the mask, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"It's not too late, let's go."

"Eh? Are you going too?"

Kudo Shin quickly caught up with him, "If you're injured, it's better not to force it. In this case, the doctor won't be able to rush over, and it will be troublesome if the wound opens!"

"According to Kudo-kun's meaning, should I just watch a child take risks in a room where bombs may be stored?"

"It's not an adventure. I have learned a little way to disarm bombs, so it doesn't matter."

Ah, it's the Universal Hawaii cram school, which my dad taught me. Mr. A pondered for a moment and stopped.

Kudo Shinichi looked up at him: "Have you changed your mind?"

"No..." Mr. A turned the handle, "We are here, but the room is locked from the inside, which is a little troublesome."

There were still quite a few people in the corridor, and as the voice said, it was useless to be anxious.

No one knows who has blocked the safe passage, and the elevator does not stop on the floor that has not yet arrived.

But with the orderly command of the other party, the evacuated floor has reached the thirteenth floor, and the crowd can be seen from the window. So the people who were temporarily trapped on the upper floors were calm.

Mr. A and Kudo Shinichi gathered in front of room 1523. The others were not related to them. They just glanced at them and stopped paying attention if they didn't find any abnormality.

The detective boy frowned like a little adult, "There should be a key at the front desk on the first floor, but we can't go downstairs. The time for the nurse's rounds hasn't come yet, and it should still be downstairs now..."

In fact, this kind of lock can be broken open with a little force, but the two of them, a child and a patient, are obviously not adults with this strength.

A Jun calmly said: "It's okay, I also learned a little lock picking."

Now he is also an excellent student in the Anshi cram school, and in the future, he can say to all kinds of questions, "Brother Tou taught me."

Kudo Shinichi was ashamed: "Why do you teach how to pick a lock!"

"This way, you can escape by yourself when you are locked up. If Kudo-kun is interested, I can teach you." A-kun took out the metal bar from the mask and inserted it into the keyhole.

"No, so...why is it premised on being locked up?" Kudo Shindai was shocked.

"I've encountered it a few times." The lock cylinder clicked, and Mr. A pulled out the wire and announced success, "Okay, you can go in."

Shinichi Kudo:…

encountered? several times?

He watched Jun A unscrew the door, not knowing what to say for a while.

But soon he put this complicated mood behind him, the door opened, and the detective boy's eyes widened in an instant, "Wh, uh—"

Mr. A quickly went around the back of his head and covered his mouth, dragged him into room 1523 in this posture, and then kicked the door with his feet, so that no one else could see the scene inside.

"Shh, it's better not to cause panic." Jun A whispered, his eyes swept across the whole room, and his eyes sank for a moment.

The curtains were wide open, and the evening light added a blood-like color to the room. The TV screen hanging on the wall was different from the one in Mr. A's room. On the pure white background, there was a sad expression with the corner of the mouth down.

The hospital bed was in a raised state, and the patient lay there motionless, with the quilt over his chest. His tear-stained face looked terrified and faintly hopeless, staring at them with such eyes.

"I didn't, I didn't break the rules! They broke in! Not my fault!"

Her name was written on the medical record card on the bedside, Miki Yuna, 42 years old, with gastric perforation written in the condition column.

Kudo Shinichi: "Rules?"

A-kun ignored Miki Yuna's shrill resistance, walked over and lifted the other party's quilt, revealing the bomb displayed on the line below. The green light was always on, and the display was a solid number.

Miki Yuna: "Don't touch me! Don't come here! If you want to die, go yourself, don't drag me uuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Kudo Shinichi's gaze on the bomb couldn't help but shift slightly, sweating: "It doesn't need to be like this..." It's brutal.

With the apple in her mouth, Miki Yuna was not tied up, but because of the bomb on her body, she didn't dare to move, so her ears finally cleared up, and Mr. A clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Don't worry about these details, Kudo-kun, see if this bomb can be dismantled. If you can, hurry up, otherwise..."

His words stopped abruptly, and Kudo Shinichi wondered: "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, it will be discovered." The gentle male voice from before sounded, and Kudo Shinichi turned back, the screen had turned **** red, and the sad expression smiled strangely, "What a headache, the well-designed levels still Before I could wait for the player, I was discovered by two NPCs who were out of the setting - hey hey... Please don't move this little kid, otherwise I will set off fireworks now, and even if I can defuse the bomb, I will become a star in the sky. ."

Not only was he being monitored, but Shinichi Kudo, who was silently trying to move, froze, and his eyes quickly swept across the room. There is a camera here, but where is it?

Mr. A's gaze fell on a certain place, the person behind the screen raised his brows slightly, and heard his voice coming from the earphone: "Then what do you want to do, Mr. Game Planner?"

"What should I do, let me think about it..." The planner said with great interest, "Ah! I have a great idea!"

"HL (Hidden Level)!"

Hidden levels.