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

"I'm sorry, I misspoke."

Hotaru put the fruit basket on the bedside table, leaned close to Kogoro Mouri's ear and whispered:

"There's a card under the fruit basket. You know what it's for. Hide it well and don't let them find out."

Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up, and he forced himself to nod slightly, suppressing his excitement.

"We'll be waiting for you to come back, Mr. Mori."

After saying her last words, Hotaru turned and left under Kogoro Mouri's deeply moved gaze. Masayo Aida stepped aside, glanced at Kogoro, closed the door, and walked to Hotaru, who was waiting for her a little further down the corridor.

"Mr. Shuiyue, is there anything I can do for you?"

“I set him a little test, but nothing else. Did Mr. Amuro come by this morning?” Hotaru asked.

"No."

"Okay, I saw an alarm clock in Mr. Mori's hospital room. The hands are pointing to seven in the morning. Were you here then? Did you hear the alarm?"

Masayo Aida recalled, "I was sleeping in the next bed. I was about to wake up and made sure I didn't hear the alarm."

"What about 11:30 last night? Was there a ringtone?"

"Sorry, I was sleeping very soundly. Mr. Mori's exclamation didn't wake me up, so I can't be sure."

Do you usually sleep that soundly?

"This one……"

Masayo Aida shook his head: "Probably not, but I'm not sure if it's because I was too tired yesterday."

"I understand. Where's the caregiver?"

"I've gone to buy food for Mr. Mori. It's almost 5:30 now."

"Which one?"

"Sanmai-ya, the best one near the hospital."

“Well done. Keep this a secret, especially from Dr. Shirai.” Hotaru turned and left.

"understand!"

Masayo Aida nodded emphatically.

Three minutes later, Hotaru went to the room where Kogoro Mouri had seen the hallucination. He didn't need to ask anyone, since this was the only room without curtains.

Ying Sheng glanced around; the room was filled with a few miscellaneous items, not many, and quite spacious.

To create the illusion of a stabbing from behind and quickly erase the traces, one would typically use a dummy or cardboard cutout.

But the police are not entirely stupid. They would definitely search for such items. After finding nothing for two nights, they became increasingly suspicious that Kogoro Mouri had mental problems. So the answer is obvious.

Ying Sheng walked to the window and looked around. He saw a window on the opposite side with the curtains not drawn, which made him shake his head in disappointment.

This is too stupid.

At night, they would leave the lights on and do something sneaky, using the open window glass against the dark background as a mirror to reflect into Kogoro Mouri's eyes.

Ying Sheng left the window and headed towards his new target room, feeling rather speechless.

No, is 11:30 pm really that early?

Was Shirai Mitsuo so confident that everyone was asleep at the time?

If even one person who is awake sees this, this crude trick will fall apart on its own.

Moreover, Kogoro Mouri is an idiot. He wakes up twice at 11 p.m. every night. Doesn't he ever try to figure out why?

If the alarm clock hands are set after 7 o'clock, where were they before that?

Honestly, if Kogoro Mouri just told the police that he was woken up by his alarm clock and then saw the hallucination across the street, anyone would realize something was wrong.

Think back carefully: when Xiaolan stormed off in the hallway on Monday, didn't she almost knock over an alarm clock? He caught it.

Same style, Mitsuo Shirai.

Tsk, they don't even know to replace something this important? What were they thinking?

If you can't even handle something as proactive as this, what's the point of your life?

I might as well just die.

Upon entering the target room, Hotaru unsurprisingly found a dummy, which made him even more disappointed in Shirai Mitsuo.

There was plenty of time before anyone noticed this, so why didn't they try to erase the traces?

Once someone notices it, it will be too late.

Feeling somewhat bored, Hotaru shook his head and went to chat with the nurse. After about ten minutes of gossip, Hotaru not only received an invitation to spend the night with her, but also learned roughly about Shirai Mitsuo's motive for murder.

Next month, the head of surgery at this hospital will retire, leaving the position vacant.

Mitsuo Shirai and another doctor named Katsutoshi Eto are competing with each other, and their relationship has become very strained.

What a lame excuse.

Ying Sheng stretched, but if it would allow him to obtain some anesthetic drugs along the way, then so be it.

Ok……

Who should die first?

Chapter 139: How Hard Ying Sheng Worked to Become Someone's Godfather

Half an hour later, at 6:15 p.m.

Ying Sheng pushed open the taxi door, got out, glanced at the building to the side, and turned back to say:

"Dr. Jiang Teng, please do me a favor and guarantee someone's discharge from the hospital."

Wearing a white coat, Eto Shengli got out of the car, glanced at Ying Sheng, then at the Beika General Mental Hospital behind him, a hint of panic in his eyes:

"You want me to vouch for someone with a mental illness?"

"Wrong, it's her uncle and his wife who are mentally ill; she's just being framed."

Ying Sheng smiled slightly and put his arm around Jiang Teng Shengli's shoulder: "Actually, her uncle and his wife have already agreed, but they are not feeling well and cannot come for the time being, so they are asking Dr. Jiang Teng to take care of them."

These words brought a slight sense of relief to Eto Shori: "Do you have any proof? Or can we contact you by phone later?"

"Of course we have proof, please wait a moment."

Ying Sheng walked to the driver's seat of the taxi that hadn't yet left, knocked on the window, and said to the driver:

"Do you have a notebook? Tear off a page for me."

"!!!"

Eto Shori trembled, turned to leave, and said, "I can't do this..."

"Then I can't do that either."

Their steps stopped abruptly.

Eto Shori turned around in terror, and Hotaru smiled gently at him:

"Don't worry, the hospital wanted to kick her out a long time ago because they couldn't afford the hospital fees. We were just doing our part to help her, for the hospital and for her."

Ying Sheng extended his index finger and gently traced it across his neck, then grinned:

"And so it is for you."

"!!!!!!"

Eto Shori trembled violently, his face turning completely white in an instant, but his feet were firmly rooted to the spot, showing no intention of leaving.

He immediately wrote a letter of authorization by hand. Ying Sheng controlled the handwriting, signed two different names, handed it to Jiang Teng Shengli, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

"Aren't you going in?"

“I’m on their blacklist. If I could afford the hospital fees, they would have locked me up too.” Ying Sheng laughed and gave Eto Shengli a push from behind. “Don’t say I sent you. There’ll be a bonus if it works out.”

"Gulu——"

Eto Shori swallowed hard, glanced back at Hotaru's increasingly cold eyes, and finally felt a tremor in his heart. He forced himself to calm down and walked towards the hospital entrance.

After explaining his purpose to the nurse on duty in the lobby, Eto Shori clearly saw that the nurse's expression stiffened instantly, but after a moment, when she looked at the letter of entrustment written by Hotaru, a look of joy immediately appeared on her face.

Eto Katsumi tentatively asked, "Excuse me, it seems you really want her to leave?"

The nurse didn't even look up: "Just assume she can't afford the hospital fees."

When she?

This puzzled Eto Katsuki, but the nurse was already quickly contacting the doctor, so he had no choice but to keep quiet.

Although the hospital was closed for the day, the hospital staff were very understanding and cooperative, and the matter was handled quickly. After running to three windows to sign the paperwork, Jiang Tengsheng met his target at 6:40.

In the empty corridor bathed in cold light, a girl who was only about 1.45 meters tall walked slowly under the watchful eyes of two nurses.

She looks like she's only a middle school student at most, and with her black twin ponytails swaying gently behind her head with her steps, her first impression is definitely cute.

However, her figure is exceptionally good, especially her impressive bust, which is quite eye-catching.

The oversized blue and white striped mental hospital gown swayed precariously on her, making the young girl look like a weak candle flickering in the wind.

Eto Shori looked at her carefully, and the weight in his heart finally lifted completely.

How could there be a problem with such a lovely girl? He must have been overthinking things before.

Although her eyes gave me a slightly uneasy feeling at first glance, it must have been an illusion.

"Uncle, are you coming to take me home?"

The girl walked up to Eto Shori, looked up with an adorable expression, and her bright, dark red eyes were full of hope.

Eto Shori smiled triumphantly, confirming once again that he had only been overthinking things. He really wanted to say:

Yes, come home with me.

However, he remembered Ying Sheng's instructions, leaned down slightly, and whispered: