Conan: Better Dead Than Seen Through!

"Take your pants off first."

Fujino held a large syringe in his left hand and reached out with his right, as if to pull down Conan's pants.

"Wait! Why are you pulling down my pants?!"

Conan heard Fujino's whisper and immediately panicked.

He injured his stomach.

Why did you pull down his pants in public?

"Of course, you should inject adrenaline."

Fujino said seriously, "Given your current condition, the buttocks are the best injection site."

He's not a pervert, of course; he just needs an adrenaline injection.

He didn't have any good hemostatic drugs on hand, and conventional hemostatic methods couldn't slow down the bleeding from the abdominal arteries, so he could only temporarily use adrenaline to stimulate the arterial wall to contract and stop the bleeding.

With his medical expertise, this level of arterial bleeding shouldn't be a problem.

They won't die even if they hold on for a few more hours.

"Uh-huh!"

Several people nearby nodded in agreement. "I've had injections in my buttocks before when I had a cold."

"How can that be the same?!"

Conan was speechless for a moment, then cast a pitiful look at Ai Haibara and Professor Agasa.

It sounds like they're asking for help.

Ai Haibara: "..."

He turned away indifferently.

"Conan... ah..."

Professor Agasa almost instinctively called out Kudo's name.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately changed his tune.

He paused, then said with a hint of helplessness, "You should take your pants off and let Fujino tie them up. It would be troublesome if you went into shock due to excessive blood loss."

"Yes, Professor Agasa is right."

Fujino pushed the adrenaline syringe. "If the bleeding isn't stopped in your current condition, you'll definitely go into shock... I'm using a bit too much force, so you'll have to bear with it."

Conan: "..."

He's a seventeen-year-old High School Detective!

How could I possibly be seen naked by elementary school students!

I'd rather die than be watched!

A gentle breeze blew by in the setting sun, bringing a touch of coolness.

[Host is undergoing medical treatment. The system's Angel in White skill provides: 100% healing effect and 100% mental recovery bonus]

[The system has detected that the host is performing medical treatment. The system will automatically reward you with 200 points of Good Physician Proficiency.]

Two system notification sounds came from Fujino's ears.

Hearing the sound, he picked up the first-aid kit. Just as he stood up, he heard Ayumi ask worriedly, "How is Conan...? Why isn't he saying anything?"

"I've given him adrenaline, so he should be fine now."

Fujino glanced at Conan.

He knew perfectly well why he wasn't speaking, but still explained in a calm tone, "As for why he's not speaking, it's probably because of mental confusion caused by excessive blood loss."

Is that so?

Ayumi was a little confused, but she nodded as she looked at Conan.

At this moment, Conan was lying on the blanket with a bandage wrapped around his waist.

His face was calm, his gaze fixed on the setting sun, his eyes seemingly devoid of light, looking completely lost.

She was seen naked by an elementary school student, and it was Ayumi no less...

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A few minutes later, Juzo Megure arrived at the scene with a large group of men.

Conan was lifted into an ambulance.

I don't know if it's because of excessive blood loss or because of the adrenaline injection from Fujino, but I'm a little dazed.

The three criminals were arrested; one was taken to the morgue, and the other two were taken to the police station for questioning.

"Hahaha!"

The ear-piercing laughter echoed throughout the forest.

Juzo Megure glanced at the long-haired man who was being led into the police car and was still laughing wildly, then looked at Fujino speechlessly. "Fujino, what's wrong with that guy?"

"He probably went insane because he couldn't bear the thought of killing his own comrades..."

Fujino shook his head. "People's mental resilience is really too poor these days."

"You were the one who hit me with the Wooden Sword..."

Juzo Megure began to have some doubts.

After thinking for a moment, he asked Fujino, "Speaking of which, where's the gun that the mushroom-headed guy used to injure Conan... We didn't find it when we searched just now."

"A gun... oh right."

Upon hearing this, Fujino suddenly remembered something.

He pulled a pistol from his pocket and handed it to Juzo Megure, chuckling sheepishly, "I seized this pistol when I knocked out that mushroom-headed guy. Look at my memory, I almost forgot to hand it over."

Juzo Megure: "..."

If he hadn't asked, would Fujino have intended to keep the gun for himself?

Why does it give off a sly and mischievous vibe?

However, Juzo Megure quickly dismissed the idea.

How could someone as kind and brave as Fujino possibly want to take away a gun that is evidence?

Juzo Megure glanced at the bulletproof vest on Fujino's chest.

Even if she wanted it, she should have asked him for it.

Hmm, he must be overthinking it.

The Junior Detective League accompanied Conan to Beika General Hospital, while Fujino drove back to the Metropolitan Police Department with Juzo Megure to give a statement.

Since someone died during the operation, it will be very difficult to get the statement taken.

Fortunately, before the operation, Fujino had already edited... no, polished the transcript, so the transcript-taking process went smoothly.

In addition, the person taking his statement was an old acquaintance Sato Miwako, and the statement was completed in less than an hour.

The Metropolitan Police Department's parking lot.

Fujino came out of the back door of the Metropolitan Police Department and turned to greet Sato Miwako.

He then found his car in the parking lot, based on his memory of when he arrived.

"Taking a statement... is still a bit troublesome..."

Fujino stretched and complained.

Just as I was about to get on the bus, I felt a vibration in my pocket.

He took out his phone and saw a text message from Ai Haibara on the screen: [How's the statement coming along?]

Fujino glanced at Ai Haibara's text message, his fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard: [Officer Sato helped with today's statement; it's finished now. How's the situation on your end?]

Ai Haibara replied after a moment: [Edogawa has come out of the operating room. Although the hospital's blood bank doesn't have his blood type, fortunately, the girl who lives across the street from us has the same blood type, so the progress is going relatively smoothly.]

"The girl who lives across the street, Ran?"

Fujino stared at the text message on his phone screen and muttered, "Looks like Conan 'Ran identity again..."

In his memory, Ran gave Conan a blood transfusion because she suspected that Conan was Kudo Shinichi.

At the same time, she was also gambling.

The hospital tests revealed that their blood types were the same, because she and Kudo Shinichi shared the same blood type.

Clearly, she made the right bet, thanks to her good fortune as a student of Ke Xue.

This also indirectly confirms that Conan is Kudo Shinichi.

However, Fujino is not worried about Conan being exposed.

Strictly speaking, it should be said that they don't care.

Whether Conan is exposed or not has little to do with him.

As night deepened, at Beika General Hospital.

Fujino: [I'm coming right now... By the way, what would you like to eat tonight?]

Ai Haibara: [I'll ask Sister Akemi when I get home; I wonder if she's had dinner yet.]

Fujino: [I just called her; she's already gone to Beetle Cafe across the street to eat by herself.]

Ai Haibara held up her phone, her small fingers quickly typing: [Then you can decide when we get home (laughs)]

After Ai Haibara finished sending the text message and put her phone away, her indifferent gaze was drawn to Ran.

"Conan..."

Ran was sitting by the hospital bed, her gaze fixed on Conan lying on it.

The look in his eyes didn't seem like he was looking at a child.

"Has your identity been discovered?"

Ai Haibara, observing Ran, naturally noticed this.

If she wasn't mistaken, the girl living across the street should have already discovered Kudo Shinichi's true identity.

"I hope Kudo won't do anything irrational after he wakes up."

"Anyone who gets involved in the organization's affairs will become unfortunate..."

Ai Haibara murmured to herself, lowering her eyes and head, when she suddenly thought of Fujino.

She was unsure if Fujino would discover even a little bit of her true identity, and what she would do then.

Although she was certain that Fujino was the person in the white robe from the rumors, and that he had indeed saved her at the hotel that night, she was still unsure.

She was unsure why the other person knew she was in danger.

It's uncertain whether the other party truly knows about the organization.

Everything seemed shrouded in mystery, enveloping her mind.

However, she was certain of one thing.

That is, she would absolutely not tell Fujino about her affairs until she was certain that Fujino knew about the organization.

Just maintain the status quo and stay by his side.

This was the only thing she could do, as she wandered alone in the endless night.

Fujino drove to Beika General Hospital.

A car suddenly exploded on the road, causing a traffic jam and wasting a lot of time.

After parking the car in the crowded parking lot, Fujino opened the car door and saw a tall white building that was more than ten stories high.

"Sure enough, no matter the era, hospitals are always the richest places..."

"Please move aside!"

Just then, a female voice came from behind.

Fujino instinctively dodged, and saw a nurse rushing past him pushing an emergency stretcher.

"Severe external injuries, fractures, and third-degree burns... Were you in a car accident? It must have been an explosion..."

Fujino subconsciously analyzed the injuries on the man in the brown woolen trench coat, then suddenly frowned.

The man's outfit looks familiar...

It looks like animal tissue?

Could the people who were just bombed have been from the zoo?

If that's the case, then these people are definitely targeting car bombs.

"No wonder the traffic jams have been getting worse lately."

Fujino murmured, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the room number Ai Haibara had left. "Room 221 on the second floor... which is 221B..."

"Wow, as expected of Conan, even when he's hospitalized, he can find a room with the same address Sherlock Holmes."

Fujino silently complained to himself.

He quickly found ward number 221.

Pushing open the door to the ward, I saw a crowd gathered inside.

Ran sat on a chair next to the hospital bed, looking extremely worried.

Similarly, Fujino also noticed the unusual look in Ran's eyes.

—They must have figured out who this kid is.

Fujino reached the same conclusion as Ai Haibara.

"Mouri-niisan, Ran."

Fujino stepped forward to greet him, glanced at Conan with his eyes closed, and asked, "How is Conan now?"

"He is out of danger."

Ran turned around and stood up upon hearing this, bowing slightly to Fujino: "I've heard about the Senior aid you gave Conan, senpai. Even the doctor said it was very timely. If anything had happened to him... I really..."

After a pause, Ran suddenly realized something and continued, "I really don't know how to explain this to the child's family."

"Nothing..."

Fujino waved his hand dismissively.

Anyway, his efforts weren't in vain.

At least I got 200 free points in the Skilled Healer skill.

"Awoo~"

As night deepened, the members of the Junior Detective League all yawned simultaneously.

Are you all already sleepy?

Professor Agasa asked the group, "Shall I take you home?"

"No!"

"We're not sleepy at all!"

"We're going to stay here with Conan."

The little ones stubbornly said.

"Alright, Conan needs to rest now."

Professor Agasa said, "Besides, you can come again tomorrow."

"If you don't go home, your parents will worry."

Ai Haibara chimed in, then tugged at Fujino's sleeve. "Let's go home too."

Ford Taurus drives on a highway in Tokyo.

Fujino, sitting in the driver's seat, asked Ai Haibara, who was in the passenger seat, "Ai, how about we eat out today?"

"It's getting late, and cooking is a bit of a hassle, so eating out is a good option."

Ai Haibara nodded, took out her phone to check the time, thought for a moment, and continued, "I saw a Chinese restaurant that's pretty close by and has good reviews when I was looking at a food magazine. How about we eat there?"

"A Chinese restaurant... let's go check it out."

Following Ai Haibara's directions, Fujino drove to a Chinese restaurant called "Yang Ji Xiao Guan".

The exterior of this Chinese restaurant is made of wood, and the overall color scheme is red, giving it a distinctly Chinese feel.

Fujino led Ai Haibara through the shop door.

A waiter in a suit and vest came up to greet us warmly.

"Well?!"

Just as the two were about to sit down, a surprised sound suddenly came from the side.

Fujino turned around and saw several men of different appearances staring straight at him.

A fat man stepped forward and asked Fujino, "Are you the Great Detective Fujino?"

Do I know you?

Fujino narrowed his eyes, sizing up the fat man in front of him, but he didn't recognize him at all.

The fat man was wearing an orange jacket and jeans. He had wavy hair and a small goatee on his chin, giving him the look of a greasy middle-aged boss from a crazy movie.

"Yes, yes, it was my oversight."

The fat man quickly pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fujino: "I am Kawabata Shiro, a film producer."

Fujino took the business card, glanced at it, and confirmed that the information matched. Then he asked with a puzzled look, "Mr. Kawabata, is there something you need from me?"

"There is indeed something I would like to trouble you with..."

Kawabata Shiro smiled and invited, "I wonder if you would do us the honor of sitting with us? Of course, this meal is on us."