Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital Welcomes Another Patient

"Good heavens, they're already thinking about dividing the inheritance?"

Fujino followed silently behind the two of them.

Recalling the words the two had just spoken, he was speechless.

He had assumed that the other party would react more strongly after discovering their companion was missing.

But this shows absolutely no fear...

They were even thinking about breaking up the partnership and dividing the assets.

"Could he be the reincarnation of Brother Zhu?"

Fujino clicked his tongue, looking somewhat uninterested.

If these people don't experience the fear of carrying a bag of rice up several flights of stairs, it just doesn't feel like they'll be interested...

As a sixth-ranking assassin, his mission objective was to eliminate his opponents one by one.

Incidentally, this also plunges them into the fear that they might lose a companion in the blink of an eye, and that no one knows if they will be next.

Spider sequelae are a type of condition.

"Looks like we've found a clue about those brats..."

At this moment, the long-haired man who was leading the group made a new discovery.

He picked up the glasses that had fallen to the ground, and a surge of joy welled up inside him.

"Glasses?"

The man with the buzz cut looked at the long-haired man as he picked up his glasses, somewhat puzzled. "Are these really clues left by those kids?"

"There's definitely no mistake."

The long-haired man reached out and touched the blood on the Ishigami next to his glasses.

Dip it in, lick it.

Hmm, it smells like the sea.

The long-haired man mentally assessed the taste, looked at the tunnel in front of him, and sneered, "This blood hasn't dried yet... it's even a little warm. Those brats must not have gone far."

"In that case, capturing them would be a piece of cake."

The man with the buzz cut next to him nodded and echoed the sentiment.

Before he could continue speaking, Fujino's figure suddenly emerged from the darkness, silently walked up to him, covered his mouth, and pulled out Bat Dart, stabbing it fiercely into his waist.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful.

Before he could even catch his breath, he was silently dragged behind a nearby stalactite.

"Um?"

When the long-haired man saw that he received no response, he turned around and saw that the short-haired man who had been following behind him was nowhere to be seen.

Long-haired man. "..."

Where are my buddies?!

He quickly stood up and waved the flashlight around randomly.

But no one was found.

His accomplice was right behind him just moments ago.

Why did it disappear without a sound for so long?

Something's not right, something's really not right!

He sensed something was wrong after his other accomplice disappeared.

Now another living person has vanished, disappearing without a sound...

It's pitch black, is this some kind of ghost?

Are you looking for me?

Fujino used a voice changer to make his voice hoarse and deep.

"Phew~"

Just as the words were spoken, a cold wind blew through the stalactite cave, producing a series of buzzing sounds.

"?!"

Hearing the sound, the long-haired man turned around and felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing on it.

Fear, along with that chill, spread through my heart.

Fujino glanced at the long-haired man's actions and smirked.

He waved his hand in the air and took out a terrifying ghost mask from his Pocket Dimension, putting it on the face of the man with the buzz cut.

Then she stood up, grabbed the man with the buzz cut, and silently approached the long-haired man from behind. Using a voice changer, she said in a deep voice, "I'm right behind you..."

After saying that, Fujino pushed his buzz cut forward.

He quickly hid behind the stalactites.

Holy crap!

The long-haired man who heard the sound had just turned around when he saw a ghost face rushing towards him.

A million alpacas galloped through my mind.

Startled, he pulled out his pistol and unleashed a barrage of American Iaijutsu at the ghost face.

"Bang bang bang!"

After firing several shots, the short-haired man's massive body pressed down on him.

Fresh blood gradually gushed out from the bullet holes.

The long-haired man touched the viscous liquid.

It's warm...

He was slightly taken aback, but quickly calmed down.

How could a ghost's blood be hot?

Wrong!

This isn't a ghost, it's a person!

After regaining his senses, the long-haired man removed the mask of the enormous creature in front of him.

What came into view was that familiar face with a buzz cut.

The long-haired man pushed aside his companion's corpse, his hands trembling as he cried out, "Ah!"

It turned out that the target he had just shot was his own accomplice!

Damn it!

Another bonus!

"￡§㈱"

Taking advantage of the moment Fujino, who was hiding behind the rock, took out a voice changer and began to imitate all sorts of strange sounds.

Among them was the voice of the man with the buzz cut who had just died.

"Who's playing tricks?!"

The sounds came from all around, constantly stimulating the long-haired man's nerves.

He stared wide-eyed, looking around, but couldn't see anyone.

"Splashing, splashing..."

Suddenly, strange noises came from the cave behind them.

The long-haired man turned around and saw a dark figure with red eyes darting out of the tunnel.

"Ah!!!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A surge of red lights rushed towards them, and the long-haired man roared as he fired his guns at them.

Only when all his bullets were used up and he was submerged by a swarm of bats did he collapse to the ground, clutching his head and laughing hysterically.

Having experienced a series of shocks, his last line of psychological defense had been broken.

He laughed like a child.

Admission!

Hospitalization is necessary!

+1 patient at Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital

"Out of bullets, huh...?"

Fujino emerged from behind the stalactites, carrying Wooden Sword.

This time, he didn't hide his footsteps.

Even if the other side wanted to fight back, they were out of bullets.

"Da da da!"

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly approached from behind.

The long-haired man, laughing wildly, turned his head.

What came into view was something black, thick, and large.

It's Wooden Sword!

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

A dull thud followed by a scream rang out.

The long-haired man, struck on the forehead, clutched his head, his face, covered in blood from the bat bite, contorting with intense pain.

Fujino glanced at the bats that were fluttering away.

Although he had noticed bats inhabiting the tunnel nearby.

But I didn't expect these bats to be so cooperative.

I came out as soon as I heard the gunshot...

"Thanks for the assist, Bat Brother."

Fujino silently gave it a five-star rating in his mind, then raised the Wooden Sword high again, and before the long-haired man could raise his head, he slammed it down hard.

"Bang!"

"Ah~ Ah~"

Screams and laughter, mixed with muffled thuds, echoed through the pitch-black stalactite cave.

Those heart-wrenching screams were so powerful that they saddened those who heard them and brought tears to their eyes.

There was a vague sense of gloom and terror.

Hearing the screams mixed with maniacal laughter, the children who were slowly walking in the tunnel suddenly stopped in their tracks and began to tremble again.

Conan, who was lying on Genta's back, perked up his ears.

Conan: "..."

What's all this noise?

Why does this rhythmic scream sound so familiar?

Could it be Fujino?

Conan thought for a moment, then opened his Detective Badge and asked Haibara, "Haibara, did Fujino come in too?"

Ai Haibara's tone was somewhat urgent. "That's right, he just put on a bulletproof vest and went in to scout the situation... How is he? Is he alright?"

"Although we just heard gunshots... Fujino should be alright..."

Conan already had a decision in mind after hearing this, but he was still unsure how to answer the question.

So, the only option was to point the armband in the direction from which the sound came from the tunnel.

Ai Haibara: "..."

It was quite a miserable cry.

Judging from the sound, it's unlikely that Fujino was in danger.

Ai Haibara breathed a sigh of relief.

Although those screams were very much in line with Fujino's methods.

However, even after encountering the criminals, they did not let their guard down and showed themselves.

After dealing with the last long-haired man, Fujino quickly tidied up the scene and used Hawkeye to locate Conan and his group.

"Brother Fujino, Conan is injured!"

Ayumi hugged Fujino's leg tightly and burst into tears.

"I know."

Fujino glanced at the panicked children, then walked over to Conan, who was leaning against the stalactite. "How are you feeling now?"

"Huff... huff... a bullet to the abdomen..."

Conan was panting heavily, cold sweat dripping from his brows, revealing his t-shirt stained with blood on his abdomen.

Fujino: "Let me check your injuries first."

Conan cooperated by lifting up his clothes.

Fujino brought the Shining Staff closer and saw a band-aid stained with blood on her snow-white belly.

Peeling off the band-aid revealed a bloody gun muzzle underneath, the wound still oozing blood.

"Penetrating injury... arterial abrasion causing bleeding... kidney not damaged."

Fujino immediately assessed Conan's current injuries and murmured to himself.

Judging from the entry point of the gunshot wound, it was likely caused by a bullet fired from the same mushroom-headed gun earlier.

This type of bullet is not very lethal, but it has strong penetrating power, so there was no bullet residue in Conan's abdomen at this time; it was a penetrating wound.

Fortunately, no internal organs were damaged.

However, judging from the amount of bleeding, it appears that the abdominal artery was bruised.

"How about it..."

Conan glanced down at the muzzle of his gun. "Don't you know medicine... hurry up and treat me."

"Let's get you out of here first."

Fujino shook his head, then picked up Conan: "Without a first-aid kit, you can't treat gunshot wounds at all. Besides, this kind of environment is not suitable for treating injuries."

As we exited the stalactite cave, it was already dusk.

The dim light shone on their faces.

"Conan, I'm sorry."

Ayumi lowered her head, her eyes red and brimming with tears. "If we hadn't run into the stalactite cave without permission, you wouldn't have gotten hurt..."

"It's not Ayumi's fault!"

Mitsuhiko glanced at Conan, whose clothes were covered in blood, and felt a pang of guilt. "I'm the one who discovered this place. Ayumi and Conan both tried to stop us..."

"If anyone should be blamed, it should be me."

Genta also lowered his head. "It's all because I stumbled upon those corpses, so..."

"So you know you were wrong?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes and glanced at the little ones who seemed to have really realized their mistake.

"Well, it's not really their fault."

Conan, weakly cradled in Fujino's arms, tried to smooth things over, saying, "If it weren't for those three entering the limestone cave, this murder case wouldn't have had a chance to be solved..."

"..."

Fujino glanced down at Conan, who was almost covered in blood.

So you mean you want them to do it again next time, right?

So it was all your doing that instigated this...

Forget it, you're injured like this, I won't hold it against you.

How are you all doing?

Just then, a sound came from not far away.

Fujino looked up and saw Professor Agasa running towards him, panting.

"Blood... Fujino, are you injured?"

Ai Haibara, who was following behind, was the first to notice the bloodstains on Fujino's body. Her expression was calm, but her tone was somewhat worried.

"I'm not injured. This blood is Conan's."

Fujino glanced at the blood on his casual clothes and offered an explanation.

Afterwards, the group took Conan back to the nearby campsite.

Conan was laid flat on a blanket.

The members of the Junior Detective League gathered around.

"I've brought the first-aid kit."

Ai Haibara brought over the first-aid kit, glanced at Conan's abdominal wound, and said, "The bullet hit the left side, a penetrating wound. I don't know if it damaged any internal organs."

"No internal organs were damaged."

Fujino took the medical kit and took out a pair of surgical gloves. "Although the internal organs were not damaged, judging from the bleeding, the artery should have been bruised. Artery suturing is needed... otherwise, he will die from shock due to excessive blood loss."

"Arterial abrasion?!"

The little ones said anxiously, "Then Brother Fujino, please help sew it up quickly!"

"It's not that simple."

Ai Haibara glanced at the little ones, her expression serious. "This kind of arterial suturing is very difficult. With the things in the medical kit we have now, it's simply impossible to do it."

"Ai is right."

Fujino nodded in agreement. "This is a level three risk surgery, which requires anesthesia and various specialized medical equipment to complete. Right now, I can only perform some emergency treatments."

Although he had a successful experience with intestinal reconnection surgery on bamboo rats.

However, whether it is partial intestinal resection or intestinal suturing, it still falls within the scope of level 2 surgical risk.

With his medical knowledge, he was confident he could perform level two and level one surgeries.

Arterial suture is a level 3 surgery, which is outside the scope of medical knowledge.

If you force it, it might kill Conan.

"Well?"

Upon hearing this, the children were all stunned for a moment.

Conan: "..."

My life is over.

Ayumi burst into tears. "Conan!"

Mitsuhiko panicked a little. "What should we do?!"

Genta: "Is Conan going to die?!"

Fujino: "Don't panic. Although his artery was bruised, he hasn't lost too much blood. He won't die for now."

The children were shocked. "Conan isn't dead again?!"

Conan: "..."

Are you unhappy that I'm not dead?

Hey! I'm still bleeding!

If you guys keep making a fuss, I reckon I'm not far from death.

"Alright, you guys lend a hand."

Fujino took out an adrenaline syringe from the first-aid kit, glanced at Conan's buttocks, and said, "Support Conan's hands and feet to prevent him from moving around."

"Clear!"

The little ones worked together to grab Conan's hands and feet.

Conan: "???"

What are they trying to do?

Why do I feel like I'm about to die from this treatment?

Can I please not ask you to treat me?