Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

"Ms. Ishihara! Ms. Ishihara!"

Inspector Samezaki knelt down on one knee and reached out to touch the neck of Ishihara Megumi, who was lying on the ground.

In the dim light, the woman's face was as pale as paper, but her lips were an unnatural cherry red, typical symptoms of natural gas poisoning.

Inspector Samezaki breathed a sigh of relief after feeling a faint pulse in his fingers.

At this moment, Lin Xiuyi also turned off the gas valve and came over.

The pungent smell of natural gas forced him to purse his lips tightly and cover his mouth and nose with one hand.

"She still has a heartbeat! I'll call an ambulance right now! You two drag her out of the room."

Inspector Samezaki hurriedly got up, gave a few instructions to Hayashi Hideichi and Murakami Yui, and then rushed towards the apartment entrance.

"Cough cough..."

Despite his discomfort, Lin Xiuyi staggered toward Ishihara Megumi, who was lying on the ground.

Just as he bent down to take the woman's slender arm, an accident occurred.

The woman, who had been unconscious, suddenly let out a muffled groan, her eyelashes fluttering violently, and she abruptly opened her eyes.

Those were bloodshot eyes, the pupils dilated from the poison, staring unfocusedly at the ceiling, clearly not fully conscious yet.

"Do not touch me……"

Megumi Ishihara's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded. She unconsciously waved her arms and groped around with her fingers, and she actually managed to grab a pair of silver scissors.

The scissors looked like they were usually used for trimming flower branches; the sharp blades gleamed coldly in the dim light.

Lin Xiuyi had no idea that she would suddenly attack. By the time she reacted, the scissors were already piercing her chest with a whoosh.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his body instinctively leaned back, but the distance was too close, and he didn't have time to completely dodge.

"Danger!"

Murakami Yui, who was about to step forward to help, screamed and warned him.

This usually lazy female teacher showed an amazing reaction speed at this moment, and her slender figure stood in front of the students without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

The sound of scissors piercing the fabric was clearly audible.

"teacher!"

Lin Xiuyi felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Without thinking, he shoved Ishihara Megumi away.

The woman was already weak, and when he pushed her like that, the back of her head hit the solid wood pillar at the foot of the bed with a "thud." After a muffled groan, she collapsed to the ground again and became completely still.

"teacher……"

Lin Xiuyi turned around and hugged the swaying Murakami Yui, his voice trembling.

The female teacher leaned softly against his chest, the scissor handle still swaying slightly in her chest, and a hole was pierced in the front of her dress.

"I...I feel my whole body getting weaker and weaker...This, this is what it feels like to be dying,"

Murakami Yui spoke weakly, her face pale.

Her chest heaved violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"I'm sorry... as your teacher... I haven't set a good example for you..."

Lin Xiuyi did not answer; his attention was completely focused on examining the wound.

When he pulled open the female teacher's collar, his fingers suddenly froze.

Lin Xiuyi's eyes widened suddenly, and her expression changed from worry to disbelief.

Yui Murakami was still giving her last words: "Please tell my classmates that I'm sorry for not being able to be with them..."

"teacher,"

Lin Xiu looked up speechlessly at the woman in his arms with a "dying" expression. "I was wondering why you've gotten so big lately. Do you usually wear padding in your chest?"

"Tell the students, I... um?"

Murakami Yui's voice stopped abruptly. She blinked blankly, seemingly not understanding what Lin Xiuyi was saying.

When she looked down and caught a glimpse of her open neckline and the edge of the silicone padding peeking out from under her top, the female teacher's cheeks flushed bright red, turning as red as ripe tomatoes, and even her ears turned so red they looked like they could bleed.

She frantically tried to pull her collar tighter, but was too weak and could only futilely clutch at the hem of her skirt.

"Waaah... I'm about to die, and I have to die in front of the students... Just let me die already!"

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Lin Xiuyi ripped the scissors away in a huff. The blade was clean, without even a trace of blood.

He reached out and poked Murakami Yui's chest; it was completely hard to the touch.
"She was suffering from natural gas poisoning, so she was already weak. Plus, the scissors just now were all stuck in the mat, and you didn't even break the skin."

"Ugh?"

Murakami Yui was stunned. She looked down at her chest and, just as Hayashi Shuichi had said, the scissors had only pierced through the thick padding.

The female teacher blinked, tears still clinging to her long eyelashes.

"But...why do I feel so weak all over?"

"If we stay here any longer, we'll get gas poisoning! No wonder we'll have no energy!"

After Lin Xiuyi finished speaking, he helped Murakami Yui up with one hand and dragged the unconscious Ishihara Megumi with the other.

When they finally stumbled out of the apartment, a rush of fresh air greeted them.

Lin Xiu gasped for breath, her lungs aching from the prolonged feeling of being suffocated.

"Huh...huh..."

Yui Murakami leaned against the wall, her chest heaving violently.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her voice still trembling slightly.
"I...I really felt like I was going to die just now..."

A gentle breeze blew by, and the female teacher felt a cool sensation on her chest. Looking down, she saw that Lin Xiuyi's collar, which she had just opened, was not closed.

She quickly covered it tightly with both hands, while glaring fiercely at the student.
"No peeking!"

"Teacher, don't slander me without reason," Lin Xiu pouted. "Which eye of yours saw me peeking?"

He paused for a moment, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Besides, what would I be peeking at, the mat?"

"……hateful!"

Murakami Yui stomped her feet in anger, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She bit her lower lip and threatened in a low voice, "If you dare to tell anyone what happened just now..."

"What just happened?" Inspector Samezaki's voice suddenly came from the stairwell.

Murakami Yui's face flushed even redder, and she stammered, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuyi took the initiative to help her out: "Ishihara Megumi suddenly woke up just now and tried to stab me with scissors. Luckily, teacher blocked it for me."

Inspector Samezaki was startled when he saw the tear in Murakami Yui's clothes: "Are you alright, Murakami-sensei?"

“Fortunately, Ishihara Megumi was poisoned by natural gas and didn’t have much strength,” Lin Xiuyi continued. “The scissors only pierced the teacher’s clothes.”

"That's good," Inspector Samezaki breathed a sigh of relief. "I've already called an ambulance. Hopefully, Ishihara Megumi can be saved."

"She'll definitely be fine," Lin Xiuyi scoffed. "After all, she was just now energetically wielding scissors and injuring someone..." (End of Chapter)