Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 352 Yingsheng was locked up in a mental hospital!

One o'clock at noon.

The winery's new medical technology is very effective, and Yingsheng no longer needs to use a gastric tube during lunch.

But no chopsticks were used either.

He used a spoon, a green soft plastic spoon.

This is the only thing that Rice Flower Psychiatric Hospital offers.

"I think they overreacted a bit, Lan. You don't think I have a mental problem, do you?"

Yingsheng was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, holding a lunch box in his hands, sitting cross-legged on the ground. The ground and the walls were covered with orange leather, and he seemed to be wrapped in a huge sofa.

"I'd like to believe you, Hotaru, but to be honest, your performance is indeed a little different from that of a normal person."

Xiaolan's voice was heard from the camera in the corner of the ceiling, her tone sounding quite helpless.

"Can I ask you something?"

"what?"

"What's going on between you and Gin? Is that scene in the ward some kind of religious ritual?" Xiaolan asked.

"In Europe, bloodletting has been popular for thousands of years. Cholera, convulsions, typhoid fever, and epilepsy were all treated with this method. This is indeed ignorant, but is it also because it really has some effect?" Yingsheng said.

"I don't understand you."

"That's only part of the treatment. Look at my body now. Hasn't it recovered as before?" Yingsheng shook his collar. "Although it has worn away my body that I worked so hard to recover, I have the experience this time. I can recover in a week at most."

"You call this treatment when you lose 30 percent of your blood?" Xiaolan said helplessly, "And what about the Big Dipper drawn with blood?"

"I couldn't move at all. It was all done by that madman Gin. He probably took drugs and damaged his head. Who knows what he was thinking at the time."

"But the police said that you then... made some kind of invitation to him, a religious one."

Xiaolan's tone was quite hesitant when she said this.

Yingsheng remained calm, "This is pure slander, do they have any evidence?"

"I'm sorry, Shuiyue, but we were next door at the time and were eavesdropping on your room with a new type of equipment."

The voice of "Kudo Shinichi" was heard again from the surveillance camera.

Yingsheng chuckled, "Then please play it. I want to hear what I said at that time."

"it is good."

The voice in the surveillance camera responded, and after a while, a rapid and sharp alarm sounded, but it had obviously been processed and the volume was lowered.

In such noisy and monotonous background, there is a voice chanting something.

"The north is the mysterious sky, the god of the universe; the myriad changes, the mysterious spirit of the tortoise..."

The voice was quite hoarse, but it seemed to float down from the sky, like a breeze or a clear spring, and was extremely ethereal.

"Wait a moment."

Yingsheng frowned slightly, "This voice doesn't sound like mine. Even if you want to slander me, you should at least make it more serious. Besides, I was being tortured at the time and in great pain. How could I speak so coherently?"

In the monitoring room, Kuroba Kaito said calmly: "This is what we heard from the wiretap. Your excuses are meaningless."

"Hey, who are you?"

"Kudo Shinichi."

"I think you are Kaito Kidd. You are a man who can disguise yourself and change your voice. You just gave a recording as evidence and the police believed it? It's hard to judge you. You are really a salary thief. You are a first-rate waste of taxpayers' money."

Yingsheng said in a mocking tone.

Everyone in the monitoring room turned to look at Kuroba Kaito.

Kuroba Kaito remained calm, raised his hands and pinched his cheeks, pulling hard, and continued: "Suiyue, your slander is also meaningless, I can accept verification at any time."

Conan and his friends knew about this and had no reaction to it.

The few people who came later looked at Kuroba Kaito, then at Kudo Yusaku next to him, and they all thought that Hotaru, the mentally ill man, was talking nonsense.

"Okay, let's just assume that your poker gun is the same model as Kaito Kidd's. Was it made by that Professor Agasa? You're quite skilled at using it." Hotaru smiled, "Officer Megure, have you reported this doubt to your superiors?"

Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who came from behind, frowned and turned to look at Megure Jusan who was leaning on a crutch.

Megure Jusan looked embarrassed, "Superintendent, Kaito Kidd is not in charge of our department. I didn't think it was an important matter, so I... planned to report it later, but something else happened."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga had a stern face and said nothing to Megure Jusan. He turned to look at the surveillance screen.

"Mr. Suigetsu, even if the recording is invalid, you allowed Gin to torture you. You probably have some mental problems. You should recuperate here."

"Thank you for your concern, sir, but I would like to ask, how should I resist in that situation?" Yingsheng asked.

"That's your own business. I only care about the information about the winery. What about that new medical technology?" asked Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

"Ah…"

Yingsheng sneered, "When I was at the Beihua Central Hospital, your mobile team used a great memory recovery technique on me. I even confessed things that didn't exist. If I knew what you said, would I not say it?"

"You have mental problems, that doesn't mean anything."

"Then I have nothing to say, sir, how can I get out of here?" Yingsheng raised his hand like a gun, pointing it at his right forehead, "Bang, is this the only way I can get out?"

Xiaolan's eyes flickered.

The right corner of his forehead, where Gin was injured, is Hotaru telling him something?

"The police will have a professional team conduct a mental assessment on you, and you can be released if you pass it." Matsumoto Kiyonaga said calmly, "But someone accused you of killing your parents. Even after you are released, you still have to accept the investigation. This is responsible for the personal safety of everyone, not just you."

"I fully understand. The police are of course righteous." Yingsheng showed the empty lunch box to the camera, "Can I have two more? I'm too weak now, and I was beaten up by you guys before. I need to replenish my nutrition urgently."

"Mr. Mizuki, I hope you will cooperate with the police investigation. This will be good for all of us," said Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

"Give me two kilograms of fillet steak and a bottle of Bordeaux red wine. If you say I assassinated the President of the United States, I will admit it." Yingsheng shrugged.

"Take care of yourself. I'll come back when you're willing to talk." Matsumoto Kiyonaga didn't want to waste any more time with the madman, so he turned and left.

"Looking forward to seeing you again, sir."

Hotaru still had that usual gentle smile, "Officer Megure, can you please satisfy my small request? It is very important to make the patient feel comfortable both physically and mentally in psychological treatment. Of course, I will pay for the food myself, double or triple the amount is fine."

Megure Juzo looked at Kudo Yusaku.

Kudo Yusaku nodded, "Steak is fine, but red wine is not. It's not conducive to your mental healing."

"Okay, thank you very much. Let's replace the red wine with apple cider vinegar. I need it to help my digestion." Yingsheng stood up and stretched, hissing in pain with a distorted face. "The mobile team is really ruthless. Can you give me two painkillers?"

"I don't think you care about the pain. Won't you take the initiative to pursue it?" said Kudo Yusaku.

"The scorer, sir, most of the time I'm the one with the whip."

"So Gin is special?"

"No, Xiaolan is special."

Kudo Yusaku pondered for a few breaths and looked at Xiaolan, "Miss Lan, do you know about the special relationship between your boyfriend and Gin?"

Xiaolan smiled and said, "I don't think there is any special relationship between Hotaru and Gin. This is just your misunderstanding."

She turned to look at the surveillance screen, "I'm sorry, Hotaru, the police asked me to ask you those questions. They thought you might be able to let down your guard around me."

"I am indeed very relaxed, but I really don't know anything, and there is nothing I can do about it." Yingsheng sighed, "Lan, remember to buy a cat. If possible, send me a video when the time comes. I urgently need to replenish my cute energy. This will also help with psychological treatment. The police can't stop it."

"Of course not." said Megure Jusan.

In fact, he was looking forward to Ran sending a video to Hotaru. If there was any secret code in it, now that the Kudo family was by his side, it would be easy to crack it. Kudo Yusaku and Conan looked at each other and had similar thoughts, thinking that Ran and Hotaru were communicating something in secret.

Conan followed Megure Jusan to ask Hotaru yesterday evening and saw the reply he typed on his mobile phone. Two nouns immediately jumped into his mind.

Burmese English cat, Shirley!

Are they talking about something related to Sulli? !
Conan looked up at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan looked helpless and shook her head. "Let's wait until you come out and then go buy it together. But I can go to a cat cafe and take a video for you."

"That's good. I will definitely behave well here and try to get out as soon as possible." Yingsheng said with a smile.

"…That's really weird."

"Well...I will definitely start a new life!"

"Damn it, you're not going to jail!"

"Well, it seems to be about the same." Yingsheng sighed, "I wonder if it will affect our family members' participation in the national civil service examination in the future. I originally thought that the profession of tax thief is quite suitable for retirement."

"You're thinking too far ahead."

Xiaolan's cheeks were slightly red. She caught a glimpse of Megure Jusan's embarrassed look, who wanted to find a hole to hide in. She said seriously, "Hina, in fact, as long as you can help the police catch Gin, all problems will be solved."

"Speaking of this, how did he escape before?" Yingsheng asked.

"A helicopter flew over the hospital courtyard. When the mobile team broke into the hospital, he jumped out of the window and grabbed the rope hanging from the helicopter and escaped," Xiaolan said.

"So many guns, and not one of them hit him?"

"The helicopter was rapidly climbing in altitude and heading straight for the sun. The sunlight was too glaring at the time, so that might have been a factor." Xiaolan glanced at Kuroba Kaito. "Kudo was planning to catch up, but he was unlucky. The grappling hook of his poker gun was broken by the mobile team's strafing."

"This is definitely luck, otherwise he would just be looking for death." Yingsheng shook his head, "Kudo, you are too reckless."

Kuroba Kaito smiled but said nothing. He must have been confident enough to go up.

Xiaolan smiled and said, "Hina, have you forgotten? Kaito Kid has a hang glider and smoke bombs. Now he is cooperating with the police, and he also has a bulletproof vest. As long as he operates properly, he might be able to crash the helicopter."

Kuroba Kaito's smile froze.

Yingsheng's face suddenly showed enlightenment. "That's right. All we need to do is throw a smoke bomb into the cockpit. That's amazing. It's a pity that the police are just dragging their feet as usual. Don't they have an RPG ready?"

Xiaolan said, "That's an urban area. You thought of using rockets to shoot down helicopters?"

"That makes sense. But if that's the case, I really can't trust the police's ability. Trapping Gin or something..."

Yingsheng chuckled, "The police have no ability to catch the real criminals. They only bully the weak and fear the strong, and take out their anger on victims like me. In the end, they might even kill innocent people to take credit for it, and give me a wine name or something."

Megure Jusan was filled with shame and lowered his head deeply.

Conan suddenly asked: "So what is the code name of your wine?"

"Of course it's... Vermouth."

"what?!"

Megure Jusan was shocked and said, "Brother Shuiyue, you..."

"I'm just kidding. Vermouth and I once rode in your police car together, Officer Megure. Have you forgotten?"

Yingsheng shook his head. "But I will never forget this kind of thing. After all, I fell into this situation because of you. To be honest, you and the winery are actually in the same group. Everything that happened these days is at most an internal factional struggle among you."

Megure Jusan was silent for a while, "Brother Shuiyue, I wish you a speedy recovery. I'm leaving now."

After saying this, he walked out without looking back, his steps heavy.

"Goodbye, Officer Megure. You may be a good person, but unfortunately your brain is not very good." Hotaru mocked. After hearing the sound of the door closing from the surveillance camera, he changed the topic and said, "Little Conan, where is your hometown?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Conan asked coldly.

"My father made a mistake that all men would make and left me a younger sister. I want to see if she is from the same hometown as you," Yingsheng said.

Conan sneered and didn't answer.

He knew that Yingsheng still doubted his identity and wanted to go to the local area to investigate.

"We'll talk about these things after you come out, Mr. Shuiyue." Kudo Yusaku sighed, "It's really regrettable that you are unwilling to cooperate with the investigation."

"Whatever you say, sir, I believe you are absolutely an expert at framing others." Yingsheng said casually.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door, followed by a rough male voice:

"Sir, your steak is ready."

Yingsheng raised an eyebrow and looked at the camera, "Can't you give me a gentle lady? This kind of shock is too much, which is not good for the patient's mental recovery."

Kudo Yusaku smiled and said, "We are very aware of the charm of Firefly. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the people who deliver food to you will be rotated, and they are strictly prohibited from talking to you."

"This is illegal imprisonment. Be careful or I will sue you."

"Mr. Shuiyue, you are mentally ill. Your parents have taken you to several hospitals for treatment, and they all have corresponding certificates. You are depressed, manic, obsessed with fantasy, and have a tendency to self-harm. Your symptoms are getting worse now. This is by no means an abuse of lynching. It is for your personal safety."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true. And the fact that you can ask this question just proves that you have mental problems and have lost your memory," said Kudo Yusaku.

Yingsheng touched his chin and went to the door to get the food. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that the Shuiyue couple were really inhuman. In order to control their son, they came up with such a thing and now they were hurting themselves.

What a hassle.

"Thanks……"

Bang-!
Yingsheng took the meal through the small door, and before he could even say "thank you", the bearded man outside quickly closed the door as if he had seen a ghost.

Hearing hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside, the people on the other side were obviously running away. Yingsheng raised his hand and touched his cheek, then looked at the smooth purple-black bottle of apple cider vinegar.

It’s strange, it’s still the same face as before, what’s going on?
Could it be that the guy also had frontal lobe damage, and his concepts of beauty and ugliness were reversed?

Yingsheng looked up and asked, "Lan, the police are not going to frame me in the hospital, are they?"

Xiaolan sighed, her tone helpless, "From what I heard, it seems that you were described as a monster like a nine-tailed demon fox, and if you say a word to you, your soul will be taken away."

"…Would a normal person believe this?"

"To be honest, it's normal to think you're a monster after seeing you in the hospital. Even though I've been with you for so long, I was a little dazed when I first saw you. Ying, you seem... a little too... weird?
You were like a white jade statue on the verge of breaking, with mandala blooming all over it. Before me, no one dared to touch you. "

Xiaolan spoke in a gloomy tone. She really didn't expect that her boyfriend would have such a side to her.

He was acting normal yesterday morning...

Yingsheng thought for a moment and said, "Conan would definitely dare to do that. He is a lawless little kid."

"Humph, he wanted to get ahead of me, and I wanted to throw him off the building." Xiaolan turned and glared at Conan, "There is definitely something wrong with you, kid. Your daily behavior is too abnormal, and even the word 'genius' can't explain it. Are you a dwarf pretending to be young?"

Kudo Yusaku frowned, "Ms. Ran, please be careful with your words. Conan made you angry. I apologize to you on his behalf, but he is still a child. Besides, just because you haven't seen a true genius doesn't mean there isn't one in the world."

"Sorry sorry."

Xiaolan bowed and sighed, "Ying, what do you think we should do if we have children in the future and they are also naughty?"

Yingsheng smiled and said, "As long as we educate him well and most importantly, grow with him, this kind of thing won't happen."

Even though Kudo Yusaku is always good-tempered, his face darkened when he heard this. He looked down at Conan, and seeing that he also had a gloomy expression, he simply took his hand and walked straight out.

"Mr. Shuiyue, I think you are very ill. You probably won't be able to come out for a few years."

Kudo Yusaku said without even turning his head.

(End of this chapter)