He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Just as Ran was about to speak, she gave Hotaru a grateful look, when she heard Masayo Aida speak:

"Inspector Megure, for some reason, dragged Mr. Mori to take a urine test last night, and the result was positive."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Her words shocked both Xiaolan and Yingsheng.

Xiaolan was simply shocked. How could her father, who was not very reliable but was still passable, suddenly become so unfamiliar and a terrible person?

Ying Sheng thought to herself, "Wow, so Mr. Mori was actually a man of all three vices. Impressive!"

But then he thought again and realized something was wrong. It was in a hospital. Where would Mr. Mori find those things?

"Besides Mr. Amuro visiting Mr. Mori yesterday, was there anyone else?" Hotaru asked.

"I'm sorry, because while Mr. Mori and Mr. Amuro were chatting, Dr. Shirai asked me to go and help with some procedures. When I got back, Mr. Amuro had already left, and Mr. Mori was watching a horse racing program, so there was a gap period."

In Mr. Mori's own account, that memory is blank; it's unclear whether he's lying.

Hotaru suddenly realized: "So, when Inspector Megure said he was going to send him to a mental hospital, was there an element of threat involved?"

"At first, yes, but now, after the questionnaire survey, it seems that Mr. Mori does have a little problem."

“The questionnaire is not credible. I took one before, and it even said that I should be euthanized.”

Ying Sheng thought for a moment, "In short, there are quite a few strange things about this. I'll find a detective to come and investigate."

During this time, keep an eye on Mr. Mori, show him things that are pleasant and uplifting, and tell him not to worry, as he has a daughter he received through good deeds in his past life.

"........."

Masayo Aida was speechless for two seconds: "Okay, I brought some DVDs of natural scenery, I will..."

"No, no, no, that won't do, I want the Victoria's Secret show."

"……it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Ying Sheng looked at Xiao Lan, whose eyes were filled with worry: "As far as I know, that Dr. Shirai is very suspicious."

Firstly, he consistently maintained that Mr. Mori was experiencing hallucinations due to mental health issues, but he stopped them after Ms. Aida and Inspector Megure suggested transferring him to another hospital. Logically, based on the principle of shirking responsibility, he should have been more than happy for Mr. Mori to be transferred.

Secondly, as a hospital attending physician, he may have obtained prohibited anesthetic drugs privately, which may be related to Mr. Mori's memory loss.

Thirdly, there's the issue of timing. Why did he call Miss Aida away at that time? Was it a coincidence or intentional?

Fourthly, what Dr. Shirai told you yesterday clearly implied that the person who got Mr. Mori drunk was Mr. Amuro. If Ms. Aida hadn't been eavesdropping on their conversation, we might have been misled.

Even calling Mr. Amuro wouldn't work; people are more willing to trust a conscientious doctor than a stranger detective.

Besides, don't you, Attorney Kisaki, and Inspector Megure all think that while Mr. Mori is terrible, he's not beyond redemption?

Let's also consider your trust in him, and guess:

Mr. Mori may have been framed by Dr. Shirai, who wanted to achieve some goal through him.

Seeing the astonished Xiaolan, Yingsheng smiled:

"Call Dr. Shirai and tell him you want Mr. Mori to be moved to a different ward, one where he can't see the building where he had the hallucinations before. We'll cover all the costs and manpower ourselves."

If he agrees, then change wards. If he disagrees with various reasons, after a few rounds of negotiation, indicate that what he says makes sense and end the call.

Upon hearing this, Xiaolan nodded quickly and dialed the phone number of her attending physician, Shirai Mitsuo, to tell him about the matter.

Three minutes later the call ended, and Xiaolan's eyes flickered.

"He's been disagreeing all along; there's something wrong!"

"That's most likely it. The so-called hallucination is something he created; it can only be seen from a specific angle, and changing wards won't help." Ying Sheng took out his phone:

"Now, let's find a detective."

Chapter 134 Amuro Tooru's Leisurely Morning

Amuro Detective Agency.

A handsome blond man with dark skin was wearing a sky-blue shirt, which covered his well-built and handsome physique. The phone rang in the living room, and he went over to answer it.

"Mr. Amuro, is there any follow-up on the matter of Nami Yukimatsu?"

During the phone call, Ying Sheng asked.

"I'm sorry, she bought a train ticket to Kyoto early yesterday morning, and I am currently unable to conduct any further investigations."

Amuro Tooru slowly buttoned his shirt: "I don't think she'll pursue Mr. Mori any further. If you give up the investigation, I can refund the 30,000 yen. If you want to continue the investigation, I will go to Kyoto soon."

"Then forget it, but you don't need a refund. I have something else I'd like to ask you to do."

"please say."

Hotaru was referring to the matter of Kogoro Mouri, and he also mentioned the suspicious points he had discovered, which surprised Amuro Tooru as he recounted the events. He asked:

"Mr. Shuiyue has already analyzed it so clearly, is it still necessary for me to investigate?"

"I'm a good student, I have to attend classes, I don't have time," Ying Sheng said with a smile.

His words made Xiaolan roll her eyes. "When have you ever not been sleeping in class? You're a good student, aren't you?"

but……

He sleeps all day but gets excellent grades, always gets full marks when the teacher asks him a surprise question, and now he can deduce the gist of an incident just from a few phone calls...

As expected, Mizuki-kun is a genius.

Ying Sheng continued, "Moreover, in order to fully solidify the reasoning and clear Mr. Mori's name, we had to catch Dr. Shirai in the act. It was 11:30 at that time, and I had already gone to bed."

Considering that setting up an ambush beforehand is a tough job, I'll trouble you, Mr. Amuro.

"........."

Amuro Tooru was speechless. Was this young master, who was very intelligent, actually an ignorant and naive young master?

Their phone call could be considered a negotiation of mutual agreement, so shouldn't you have made the task seem simple to lower the price? Why did you proactively say it was a tough job? You have absolutely no bargaining skills.

Amuro Tooru shook his head: "So, Mr. Mizuki just wants an executor, right? Then..."

"No, no, no, I'm not sure if my guess is true. It's mainly up to you."

"...Then, would you mind adding another 50,000 yen?"

"No problem at all. The original card number will be transferred immediately. Thank you for your help, Mr. Amuro. Goodbye."

"……goodbye."

What Amuro Tooru actually wanted to say was: Thank you for your hospitality.

After hanging up the phone, Amuro Tooru couldn't help but chuckle. Really, what a fat sheep he should have taken.

After finishing his homemade breakfast, Amuro Tooru took his husky and Alaskan Malamute for a walk in the nearby Beika Central Park. A wealthy woman who was on vacation abroad had asked him to do this, and her request was that the dogs each lose five pounds when they returned.

Amuro Tooru glanced at the two fat pigs lying motionless in the entryway, gave them a hard tug, but couldn't budge them, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

This commission is probably even more difficult than the one he just took on.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sunlight gradually enveloped the park.

The best time to walk the dogs has passed, and the two dogs, who had finally been brought out to move around, are now lying on the lawn panting.

Amuro Tooru sat on a bench under the shade of a tree, looking at them thoughtfully. These two were Arctic dogs, and it was almost summer in Tokyo, with hot weather, so it was no wonder they didn't like to move around.

and so……

Why don't we rent a cold storage room for them to have their fun?

Is the commission fee sufficient?

"Woof! Woof woof woof—"

Just as he was relaxing, he heard a series of urgent barks. Amuro Tooru looked over and saw a white teddy bear pouncing on the husky.

Ok……

With that size difference, how dare you?

"Sorry, sorry, Xiaobai is a bit too energetic." The man wearing a blue baseball cap and black-rimmed glasses scratched his head awkwardly as he led the Teddy dog ​​over. "What a coincidence, you're here to walk your dog too?"

Amuro Tooru almost burst out laughing: "Kazami, your approach to this conversation is so unnatural."

"Forehead……"

Kazami Yuya paused, then said dejectedly, "But Mr. Furuya, that's how it's always like this in the movies."

"Then you've overlooked at least one detail."

"what?"

"We are all men."

"........."

Kazami Yuya was speechless. He sat down at the other end of the chair, untied the dog leash, and let Teddy go over to play with the husky. As soon as the husky stood up, Teddy stopped barking and shrank back behind Kazami Yuya's legs, making the two of them laugh.

Kazami Yuya shook his head: "Mr. Furuya, is it really okay for us to meet like this?"

Toru Amuro, whose real name is Ryo Riya,

A police inspector from the Security Planning Division of the Security Bureau of the National Police Agency of Japan went undercover at the brewery five years ago, successfully gained the trust of the infiltrator, and was given a code name based on the brewery's name:

Bourbon whiskey!

Kazami Yuya is currently a supplementary police inspector in the Security Planning Division, and is Amuro Toru's subordinate and liaison.

Amuro Tooru watched with interest as the husky ran over to sniff the teddy bear, and then laughed, "Gin, who loves catching spies in the organization, has been busy with his own business lately and hasn't had time to bother with us, so we can relax a bit."

"Eh???"

Kazami Yuya looked surprised: "Didn't Mr. Furuya say that Gin was the organization's loyal dog? Would a cold-blooded killer like him do side jobs?"

"It is said that he applied to the organization for an armed helicopter to be transferred to Tokyo, but Rum refused, so he planned to save up money to get one himself."

"…………"