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

I wonder when Kudo will see through her disguise. Tsk, let's see if they ask for leave tomorrow.

"Where are they?"

Ran finally arrived. Although she didn't see Shinichi Kudo, which made her feel inexplicably relieved, she became a little nervous again when she saw the landlady looking worried.

"fine."

Ying Sheng winked at the proprietress: "They were driven away by our smell, and the proprietress is probably worried about losing a regular customer. Xiao Lan, how long will your house renovation take? Why don't you use the kitchen here for a while?"

Xiaolan thought for a moment, "According to the schedule, it will take about three more days."

"That's perfect, ma'am. We'll compensate for the losses over there, so don't worry."

When Ying Sheng got to this point, the proprietress naturally understood that he didn't want Xiao Lan to know about the two going to the hospital. She quickly smiled and agreed, then asked:

"These two guests seem to be having Sichuan hot pot. Would you like us to bring the pot out?"

"No need. Could you add a table to the kitchen? I think there's enough space, and it'll be convenient to add dishes."

"Okay."

The proprietress turned and left, and Xiaolan was stunned by their back-and-forth. Something felt off. Could it be that nothing had happened?

Ying Sheng laughed and said, "It was just a little incident. By the time we started cooking, we were already starving."

"Oh……"

Xiaolan turned her head somewhat blankly: "By the way, what about my dad?"

"It's breakfast time. It's in Room 414, Building 3, Mihana Central Hospital. It's pickled cabbage and old duck soup, very light." Ying Sheng said with a smile, "Shall we go over and take a look later? But I need to take a shower first."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolan quickly raised her sleeve and smelled it. Ah…

The world turned fiery red.

Luckily, Teitan High School has more than one set of uniforms, otherwise I would have had to wash them immediately when I got home that night...

No, we need it now too.

Otherwise, it would definitely be marinated to perfection!

At 6:55 p.m., Ying Sheng finally got to eat hot pot, something he hadn't done in a long time.

The food in Tokyo is bland; he'd wandered around for a while but hadn't come across this type of food.

Although, in reality, he doesn't usually care that much about it.

Well, the main thing is to relax.

Moreover, it depends on the person.

If I were with Qingzi, my first choice would definitely be a quiet Chinese restaurant with a winding stream.

With Chiyoko by your side, it's bound to be a Japanese restaurant with a strong Japanese feel;

While Suzuki, who is used to high-end occasions, should be with a down-to-earth roadside stall, she herself is a young lady who takes the commoner route and is very familiar with this, so even if it is a roadside stall, she needs to carefully select the style.

And Xiaolan...

Well, there's no need to think about it too much; just accept whatever comes your way.

"Ouch—it's so spicy!"

Xiao Lan's face was flushed. She inhaled deeply and fanned herself, making Ying Sheng chuckle. He picked up a frozen glass bottle of kvass and held it over the steaming hot pot. Xiao Lan followed suit, counting down: three, two, one!

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The bottle mouths clattered together, creating a tinkling sound, and the air became hazy with the mixture of cold and hot air.

In Ying Sheng's eyes, Xiao Lan across from him suddenly transformed into some kind of illusory figure, as if she were right in front of him, yet also as if she were far away.

However, a crisp laugh reached his ears, and everything was so clear. It seemed to contain some strange sense of release. Infected by this, Ying Sheng's slightly upturned lips finally turned into a carefree laugh.

"This cup isn't enough, let's get another!"

"Hey, this is just a drink, you're not drunk, are you?"

"Haha, alcohol won't make you drunk."

The proprietress emerged from behind the curtain, holding two opened bottles of ice-cold beer in her hand, her eyes full of smiles, and she drew out an unidentified theatrical tone.

"Because, people get drunk on their own~~~"

clang!

The cup fell.

Cup up.

Time passed.

As night deepened, the world was ablaze with lights.

At 9 p.m., Ying Sheng and Xiao Lan, who had gone to their respective homes to take baths, met again at the entrance of Beihua Central Hospital.

"Mizuki-kun, Xuesong-san... she really..."

Xiao Lan sounded a little uneasy. After dinner, Ying Sheng naturally told her the truth.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Ying Sheng interrupted with a smile: "What you should be most concerned about right now is what reason we can use to visit them, right?"

Xiaolan looked conflicted. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said dejectedly, "Of course I'll tell the truth. Since I made a mistake, I have to make amends."

"It was just an unintentional mistake."

"No, there is no such distinction."

Xiaolan shook her head and walked into the hospital, easily inquiring about Xuesong Qingzi's condition at the on-duty nurses' station.

The patient developed a rash on their skin, shortness of breath, and some throat swelling, but fortunately the symptoms were not severe. The patient reported experiencing anaphylactic shock, but the test results indicated that the allergic reaction was not that severe, and it was presumed to be a psychological effect.

I've already received an IV drip and prescription medication, and my symptoms have subsided significantly.

However, at the patient's request, he/she is currently hospitalized for observation.

The ward number is: Building 3, Room 413.

Ying Sheng frowned slightly. From these descriptions, Qingzi's coma might be faked, but her allergy to chili peppers was genuine.

This……

What about all those bento boxes she made before?

Did someone else do the manufacturing for her?

Or perhaps she completed it with great care and under strict precautions, despite the risk of allergies?

So, could it be that she had an allergic reaction to something like this, but the symptoms were so mild that he didn't notice?

White teeth.

No matter how you look at it, it could be a terrible situation.

Seeing the nurse's puzzled look, Ying Sheng shook his head and smiled, "I'm just curious, why is the allergy patients' ward right next to the orthopedic patients' ward? Aren't they separated?"

"Ah, are you also going to visit Mr. Mori? Well, the orthopedic ward was full this morning. Mr. Mori was transferred from the police hospital at noon, and there were no extra beds, so we arranged for him to stay here."

morning?

Oh, it was Sumiyoshi's doing.

Ying Sheng smiled and said, "Let's go, Xiao Lan."

Chapter 78 How to create the most extreme pain?

Ying Sheng and Xiao Lan went to room 413 in building 3, where Xue Song Qingzi was staying, but the room was empty and silent, with no one in sight.

When they rang the call button to ask the nurse, they discovered that just minutes earlier, Kiyoko Yukimatsu had left the hospital alone, just missing them.

Shinichi Kudo, who was with Kiyoko, had already left an hour earlier.

It seems that Kiyoko faked being hospitalized just to get rid of Shinichi Kudo.

This made Ying Sheng quite regretful, and he looked at Xiao Lan.

There seemed to be a hint of relief in Xiaolan's eyes: "It's so good that Xuesong is alright."

Ying Sheng laughed and said, "Are you sure that's all you want?"

"Otherwise what?" Xiaolan retorted.

Ying Sheng shook his head: "I'll apologize to Xue Song separately later. The person next to me is just an insignificant passerby and has nothing to do with you."

"..."

Xiao Lan was speechless and about to speak when Ying Sheng pushed her out the door, pressing her shoulder down.

"It's settled then. Go visit Mr. Mori. I won't go with him. Call me when you're leaving."

Ying Sheng knocked lightly on the door twice and gently closed it from the inside.

Isolated from both inside and outside.

The smile on her face slowly disappeared. Ying Sheng walked to the window. A gentle breeze was blowing, but the bright moon was obscured by a few wisps of clouds, making its light faint.

He took out his phone and dialed Kiyoko's number, but no one answered for a long time. Just then, Shinichi Kudo sent him an email. When he opened it, it was a list of mystery novels.

Ying Sheng glanced at it briefly, dialed Shinichi Kudo's number, and it was answered in five seconds.

"Shuiyue, is something the matter?"

What does it mean to send me the book list?

"I also sent it to Xiaolan. You should understand, right? I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"I don't understand. Also, where is Cedar?"

"She was hospitalized because of an allergy. Well... just between you and me, I think she's more likely faking it, but there's nothing I can do but go home."

"So what's the point of leaving such a long window of opportunity, and then spending the whole day pestering me?"