strictlysupreme Chapter 258 Anesthetic resistance max
Chapter 258 Anesthetic resistance max
Mouri Kogoro looked at his daughter who had just stabbed him in the back with a look of resentment.
"Are you kidding? Why do I have to treat these brats to dinner?" His eyes focused on a certain elementary school student who was obviously oversized. This little fat guy looked like he could eat. My latest commission fee is is it a lot?
Xiaolan smiled and stood in front of the young gangsters, comforting her old father who was worried about his wallet.
"Hey, just once in a while."
"I'm just saying, I'm going to the Metropolitan Police Department to discuss yesterday's training and have lunch nearby."
Before she got married, her daughter’s elbows started to turn outwards?
Moori Kogoro, who felt that his cotton-padded jacket was leaking, wrapped himself in a suit. It was so cold in October.
Just as Di Dan Sansha was happily starting to order, a pale and haggard-looking uncle, holding a tablet with heavy smoke stains in his hand, wandered past the group of people.
By chance, a small note floated in front of Haiyuan's eyes.
Without thinking, Aijiang picked up the small note and handed it back to the distracted Uncle Maozi. Within two steps of walking away, she was immediately hit by a unique and passionate attack.
A flame icon flashed on the tablet in Uncle Maozi's hand, and then the big man of the fighting nation was blown to ashes in a burst of purple flames.
The impact of the explosion directly blew Haiyuan Ai away, rolled several times in the air, and fell in the middle of the road.
Seeing that the KPI was promising, the truck driver in the distance immediately stepped on the accelerator and hit Ai Jiang, who was temporarily unable to move.
Go and be reincarnated in another world, girl!
However, the poor truck driver did not expect that the little loli lying on the road was covered by the god of death in this world. Uncle Maori sprinted and swooped down, saving Haibara Ai's life from under the wheel.
The price was that he suffered a bloody head injury, closed his eyes, and announced his withdrawal from this theatrical version.
Because this vicious explosion occurred right at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, Xiaolan didn't even have time to make a call this time. The Mumu Police Department and a group of subordinates dispatched the police at the speed of light.
However, Xiaolan's communication tool persona is still quite solid. Although she failed to complete the alarm work in this episode, she was quite skilled in calling the ambulance.
After that, a big silent incident happened that forcibly delayed the progress of the plot.
Because Xiaolan had to accompany Mouri Kogoro to the hospital, everyone, including the Megure Police Department, when recording the confession, directly told Xiaolan, the only one who saw Uncle Moozi being blown away, what was written on the note. The key person in the content ignored it and didn't even think of sending a field worker to the hospital for a walk.
Emmmm, it must be because the cases here in Mihua happen too frequently, which leads to a serious shortage of manpower in the Metropolitan Police Department. This must be the case.
It’s not because the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is such a waste that I didn’t think of this level.
After all, the key clues should be reserved for Conan, everyone understands.
Wakamu Ryo opened Conan's live broadcast room and watched the Memu Police Department. Under Conan's reminder, from Uncle Maozi's briefcase, which was at the center of the explosion but was only blackened, they found a picture with only the corners. Burnt black business card.
It read "Jinpei Matsuda, Chief of Inspection Section 1 of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department."
He couldn't help but clicked his tongue and turned to look at Matsuda Honda beside him, "What kind of material are the Metropolitan Police Department's business cards made of? Is the quality so good?"
Matsuda:?
"It's just an ordinary business card."
Okay, this is probably how important evidence is treated. Ruo Muliang lay back on the sofa and continued watching the live broadcast.
Conan was following Miwako Sato in the Metropolitan Police Department as if he were returning home, and then the beautiful policewoman turned around and caught him.
However, Sato is a person who can get high scores. When she discovered that the reasoning plug-in was delivered to her door, she carried Conan into the archives without anyone noticing, and then began to recall with him the short week she spent with Matsuda Jinpei three years ago. .
Such a small amount of memory has almost been wiped out after going back and forth in three years.
Tsk tsk, Wakamu Ryo looked back at Matsuda Jinpei again.
Confession before death or something like that, Matsuda doesn't do human affairs.
According to Sato's recollection, Matsuda was temporarily transferred to the Investigation Section 11 on November 1, three years ago, so the business card was not produced immediately. By the time Matsuda got the business card, it was already November 11.
The date of his death was November 11.7th, which meant that the only time he had the chance to send out his business card was from the 4th to the 7th.
Conan opened the archives and started looking at the records of the past few days.
On the 4th, Matsuda Jinpei did not go out to work and stayed at the Metropolitan Police Department.
No. 5 is an escort mission, traveling between the Metropolitan Police Department and the detention center.
The 7th was the time when he died in the line of duty, so the only time when he could actually send out his business card was November 11th.
Ruo Muliang stretched out, took out his cell phone, and called Toru Amuro.
"Amuro-san, do you know about the explosion that occurred in front of the Metropolitan Police Department?"
"Well, I already know. Among the prisoner's belongings is the business card Matsuda gave him back then. The police may follow this line to get to Yueshenji Temple (Hagiwara's tomb). I have asked Feng Let’s deal with it.”
"What about the person who put the collar on you? Do you have any clues?"
Toru Amuro paused for a moment, seeming to grit his teeth slightly.
"It's been checked. Those who entered the country with guns recently are all Russians. Based on this and the liquid explosives with very personal characteristics, those at the top... huh, we finally found the specific information.
Pramya.
It's an unknown killer. The real name, nationality, and age are unknown. There are activities all over the world, and the base should be in Russia. Pramea is the nickname people gave him, which means flame in Russian.
The two samples I brought back have been studied internally by the police, but it will take some time to make a neutralizing agent. "
After chatting briefly with Toru Amuro, Wakamu Ryo hung up the phone, then took out the voice changer with a smile and switched the account at the winery.
"Xiao Fu, do you have time?"
After receiving the call, Vodka immediately looked at Gin beside him. Through his sunglasses, his small eyes also revealed a message for help.
Gin glanced at the frightened driver with a cigarette in his mouth, and impatiently reached out to take the phone.
"what's up?"
"Hey, it's Gin-senpai. It's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if the organization has any business in Shibuya."
Gin raised his eyebrows, what did the little lunatic want to do?
"There's a safe house under construction, two bars, two businesses on the surface, and it's mainly Rum's people who are in charge."
Ruo Muliang's eyes lit up. It would be great if you have them. Isn't there a reason for all these vests to cause trouble?
"That's good, I won't disturb you anymore, Gin-senpai~"
Ruo Muliang hung up the phone with a snap, leaving Gin holding the phone on the other side, exuding a thick black aura.
Good guy, how dare you hang up on me? Deserve some sangria?
Vodka hesitated to speak, looking at the phone with two cracks on the screen, and swallowed his saliva.
Big, big brother, that’s my mobile phone, QAQ.
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When Wakamu Ryo rushed to the hospital, the plot had already fast-forwarded to the scene where Mouri Kogoro was in the ward, crying and howling in pain.
The nurses and doctors both looked suspicious of life. No, after so many doses of anesthesia, a person should faint. Why is Kogoro Mouri still sober and crying out in pain?
Is this person resistant to anesthetics?
Wakamu Ryo lowered his head and glanced at the culprit who was pretending to be nonchalant. When Xiaolan wasn't paying attention, he picked up Conan and then skillfully hit Mouri Kogoro with a click of a watch-shaped anesthesia gun.
Mao Li narrowed his eyes: "Ah, this familiar feeling~"
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.
Conan:! ! !
Ruo, Ruomu brother, do you want to scare me to death directly? Although Xiaolan was facing our direction just now, if she tilted her head even slightly, she would be dead!
Conan was so frightened that he was almost stripped of his waistcoat in public. He was covered in sweat.
On the other side, after the doctor checked Mouri Kogoro's condition, he calmly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
I said, how could someone be so resistant to anesthetics? I had already increased the concentration to 10 times, but there was no reaction at all.
It seems that it may just be that the effect of the medicine is slower... Ha, ha, ha.
He cleared his throat and said to Xiaolan: "The patient's condition is not bad, there is no fracture, but because the head was hit hard, the suggestion here is that it is best to transfer to the hospital in Shibuya for a detailed examination. "
Xiaolan felt relieved and looked at Mouri Kogoro who finally fell asleep on the hospital bed.
"I'll send Conan to the doctor tonight. If you don't need to take care of this troublesome brat, Xiaolan can stay here with Uncle Maori. I'll ask Midorikawa to bring you dinner."
"Excuse me, Brother Ruomu."
Xiaolan smiled gratefully at Ruomu Liang.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.
Mao Lilan stood up and opened the door in confusion. At the door of the ward, she saw a middle-aged strong man and a tall, bright foreign beauty beside him.
"You are……"
"I am Tsutomu Muranaka, and this is my fiancée Christine Lisle."
Ruo Muliang tilted his head and looked at the beautiful sister outside the ward who looked particularly gentle and intellectual, and smiled slightly.
First meeting, hello, Pramya.