Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 157: The mystery of the case from the perspective of a bystander
Masayo Aida's eyes fell on the pillow of Kogoro Mori's hospital bed, where there was a black card.

She walked over, picked it up and looked at it, and was speechless for a moment.

It is a membership card for a club in Kabukicho.

In the afternoon, Mr. Shuiyue said that he had set a small test for Mr. Maori. Is this it?

Masayo Aida turned the membership card over and over and looked at it for a few times. It was quite delicate and simple in design, with a black background and golden lines and dots on the top. A dancing butterfly could be vaguely seen.

There was a contact number and address at the bottom. Masayo Aida took a casual look and found it was a place he had never heard of.

She was not familiar with this, so she didn't take it seriously and put the card down again.

Since Mr. Shuiyue called this a test, then the call must be bad news. Maybe it will be transferred directly to Lawyer Fei or Miss Lan, letting them see that Mr. Maori is still stubborn.

Masayo Aida was very conscious of being an ordinary passerby. He took another look inside the house. After all, there was nothing to pay attention to, so he went back to the window to look at the hustle and bustle in the building opposite.

The power supply has not yet been restored and the hospital is still in darkness.

But from time to time, glass would shatter, and the hazy moonlight would be reflected on the mirror, shining brightly in a flash, and it was still quite beautiful.

Accompanied by the occasional screams of passers-by, Masayo Aida enjoyed the show very much.

I don’t know how long it was before the noise gradually stopped, the power was restored, and the hospital was brightly lit everywhere.

Masayo Aida was still not satisfied, but she was just an ordinary passerby after all. She imagined the bright lights under the dark night sky, and then extended it to the bustling night scene of the surrounding city, as well as the various groups of people who moved around according to their free will.

She thought that this scene was quite beautiful.

The miracle of science and technology is intertwined with the brilliance of humanity. The research direction of one of her college roommates...

dong dong!

There was a sudden knock on the door. Masayo Aida turned around and saw a woman with a rather gloomy face, short hair, a white suit jacket, and a capable temperament.

Um, is that the police?

"Ms. Aida, Inspector Megure asks you to go to Building 404." said the visitor.

Aida Masayo nodded: "I understand."

It turned out to be the police.

"What about here?" Aida Masayo asked, "Mr. Kudo told me to keep an eye on this place and not let it get damaged."

"I'll guard this place." said the policewoman.

Aida Masayo didn't say anything else and went downstairs and through the courtyard. Halfway through, she suddenly thought of something, took out her cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and illuminated the road.

A lot of glass fragments fell here before, but you have to be careful.

They arrived at their destination safely. The door of the ward was open. Masayo Aida knocked twice before entering. Everyone looked up at her. She noticed, as expected, that most people had grim expressions.

Especially Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting on a chair in the middle. His expression was not only ugly, but even a little frightened.

Are you horrified to discover that you really have mental problems?
Masayo Aida was having irresponsible thoughts in her mind, but at the same time she thought that she wouldn't tell anyone anyway, and then she thought that the two pensive detectives at the scene were both quite handsome, so it didn't matter.

And what was reflected to the outside world was that she walked towards the crowd with a calm expression and looked at Megure Jusan:

"Officer, what do you want to talk to me about?" "I mainly want to ask you about the mental condition of Brother Mori. Is he... really under too much pressure?" Megure Jusan's tone was quite heavy.

It is indeed this.

Masayo Aida had already thought of a good story on the way here. He just had to tell the truth and adhere to two principles:
First of all, she is just a psychological counselor, and she doesn’t know whether Mr. Maori has any problems or not. Please find a professional psychiatrist. Secondly, Mr. Maori’s mental state has been very good during the day. After all, he watched the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show all day and was in high spirits.

After hearing what she said, most people looked at Kogoro Mouri with complicated expressions.

Especially Xiaolan, her eyes were full of worry and even a hint of pain when she looked at her father.

My father is like this, it's really hard for me as a daughter...

Aida Masayo looked around and wondered in confusion, why didn't she see Mr. Mizuki? Would he miss such a good opportunity to comfort Miss Lan?
Should I call him later?
"Could it be that he has seen too many human body images, coupled with Uncle Mori's own fear of what will happen at 11:30, that caused the hallucination?" Kudo Shinichi murmured.

Masayo Aida stepped aside calmly, worried that the imaginative detective would blame her.

If you hadn't been hanging around Uncle Maori all the time, there's no way he would have had hallucinations.

It would be terrible if this happened.

Fortunately, another dark-skinned detective spoke up and changed the subject: "The point is that Mr. Maori killed Dr. Shirai. Mr. Maori, do you really have no recollection of this?"

Eh?
Aida Masayo looked at the injured person on the chair in surprise. Wasn't this patient, whom she had taken care of for more than two days, said to be a good person?

As a result, he first treated his family badly, participated in gambling and set up a trap, and now he has killed someone...

Is the definition of a good person so broad?

Now that I think about it, Mr. Maori also killed two people in Ginza. Oh no, has she been taking care of a vicious criminal all these days?
She wouldn't be jointly liable, right?
Is it still too late to refund the money now?

"No, really not." Maori Kogoro shook his head in despair, "I know, he died in front of me, and I was holding a knife in my hand, and you saw me stabbing someone, but...

I really don't remember doing that.

I was holding a cane in my hand all the time, I don’t even know when I changed it to a knife.”

Yeah, confirmed.

Aida Masayo nodded silently in his heart. Mr. Maori is now pretending to be mentally ill to evade legal punishment. His wife is a great lawyer, and detectives and police are his friends. This possibility is very high.

Huh?
Did she accidentally discover the darkness of the world?
Buzz buzz buzz—! ! !
Aida Masayo's phone suddenly rang, and everyone turned to look. She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so she looked at Megure Jusan:
"Do you need me to pick it up here?"

Megure Jusan nodded: "Sorry."

Aida Masayo didn't care. She was just a stranger, so she answered the call without hesitation and turned on the hands-free mode:

"Hello, are you a psychiatrist?"

The voice coming out of the microphone was that of a very cute girl.

"I'm a counselor. What do you need?"

Aida Masayo corrected.

(End of this chapter)