Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

"Katsutoshi Teraoka is suspected of accepting bribes from a criminal organization and selling out internal police intelligence. The police have now arrested him."

He ignored the expressions of the people present and continued, "As the people who have the most contact with him on a daily basis, you will have to be investigated by the public security department one by one. This is a routine procedure. I hope you will cooperate."

……

The reason why the police did not arrest Teraoka Katsutoshi before was to avoid implicating Morobushi Kagemitsu;

But now Morobushi Kagemitsu has been exposed, so Tokugawa immediately ordered his men at the Haido University Hospital to capture him, so that he could give an explanation to his superiors.

The police searched all the items on the desk and took away the important ones. As they were carrying the items away, one of them passed by Nakano's desk.

He accidentally saw a book next to the computer, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "What is this?!"

Nakano was startled by his inexplicable shout.

He followed the other person's line of sight and saw the personal journal with a photo of Hojo Sensei printed on the cover of the book. He replied inexplicably:

“It’s just a novel.”

"But it's not a formally published book, it's printed by the author herself. I'm her fan, and she gave me a copy."

Not long ago, Hojo Toika said that she was very busy and had to stop writing for a while. As compensation, she held a lucky draw in the chat room and gave a sample copy of her printed Police Academy personal journal to a fan.

He happened to be chosen because it was a police story, and he wanted to recommend it to his colleagues.

Several other police officers also stopped. They were all stunned when they saw the book. After listening to Nakano's words, their eyes became strange.

The leader's eyes were particularly sharp: "You are in Hojo Toika's fan chat room?"

"……Yes."

Nakano didn't understand why, but he admitted it anyway, "What's the problem with that?"

Very good!

The police officers behind looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

Because Kotomine Joanna deleted all the message records in her mobile phone in advance, the public security experts could only restore the emails from the Japanese local operators with their technology, but could not recover any records from that chat room.

Moreover, the chat room was owned by an American Internet company. They didn't have the nerve to ask the other party to provide customer information, and the other party would not even pay any attention to them.

"Please..."

Before he finished speaking, Nakano's face changed, and he fell heavily to the ground, covering his head!

Not only him, many people in the Investigation Section 4 office and other places in the Metropolitan Police Department made the same move!

——A sharp, indescribable pain exploded in their brains.

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For the first time, Baijiu felt that the journey home was so long.

His cell phone rang several times, but he didn't dare to answer it. He just followed the navigation and drove quickly towards home.

It was sunny when he got on the bus, but after entering Misaki-cho, Chiyoda Ward, the sky became overcast and a heavy rain poured down.

Raindrops as big as beans hit the car window, and the view on both sides became blurred.

"Buzz..."

Baijiu's cell phone rang again.

He took a look subconsciously, and was stunned when he saw that the caller was Mrs. Baijiu.

Mother……

After becoming the son of the Baijiu couple, he became closer to Mrs. Baijiu.

She is gentle and considerate, always thinking of him, no matter what happens, always standing by him, never blaming him. She is usually elegant and generous, but she can quarrel with neighbors who question him because of the public opinion attack on him after Qina's death.

——This is the real [mother] in his heart.

Thinking of her, Baijiu's throat felt blocked, and his heart, which was whipped by countless accusations, began to tremble. The grievances that had been suppressed for a long time all surged up at this moment.

He knew that even if everyone in the world questioned him and scolded him, his home and his mother would be his safe haven.

Seeing that no one was catching up with him in the rearview mirror, Bai Jiu temporarily parked the car aside and took his cell phone.

He wanted to talk to her.

He wanted to go home. Once he got there, he wouldn't have to fear anything...

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise of something heavy falling from above the car!!

The car was shaken heavily by the impact and he lost his grip on the phone, which fell onto the passenger seat.

After the vibration stopped, Bai Jiu raised his head and found that the car body had not been deformed - something on top seemed to have come down, and a figure walked past the car window.

"You're smiling happily?"

The familiar voice made Baijiu's hair stand on end.

Hojo Toika looked at him coldly, her sharp gaze falling from his face to his cell phone. When she saw who was calling, the smile on her face turned ferocious.

"Yuka..."

He wanted to call her, but was interrupted by her sharp voice: "You killed my family, and you still have the nerve to call me by my name?!"

Oops!

Could it be that the apartment building that the Hojo family moved into was the one chosen by the bomber? ? Why is it such a coincidence? ! ?

A bad premonition arose spontaneously, and when Baijiu thought of some of the things that Hojo Toika had done, cold sweat instantly broke out on his body.

He subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but it was too late.

——In the next second, he met Hojo Toika's eyes again.

The consciousness was blank.

Chapter 155 Target

so tired.

This is Baijiu’s only feeling.

He is in a very strange state now.

He seemed to be neither awake nor awake, like he was dreaming but also like he was in reality. His eyes were open, his legs were standing on the ground, and his arms were numb, like a puppet hanging by a string.

Something flashed before his eyes and something came into his ears.

But he couldn't make any response.

In this strange trance state, he suddenly remembered his past.

That was a memory of his time with his mother in real life.

……

The hospital's emergency department remains overcrowded at night.

Today is Thursday, and it is also the third day that Baijiu has had a fever. He is now in the second grade of junior high school and does not live in school. Today, he vomited everything after dinner at home. When he took his temperature, he found that it was 40 degrees, so they came to the hospital.

Baijiu felt dizzy and had no strength in his body, not even enough to speak. But he still held on to his schoolbag and followed his mother.

The infusion area had a unique hospital smell. They found their seats. Bai Jiu put down his bag and took out the test papers and pencil case from it.

The nurse came over to give him an injection, and his mother quickly said, "Please give him the left hand. He hasn't finished his homework yet and needs to hand it in tomorrow's class."

The nurse glanced at her, said nothing, and gave him an injection skillfully.

Baijiu watched the needle pierce the skin on the back of his left hand and put his hand on the armrest of the chair. His mother helped him spread the test paper on his legs, but found it too soft and inconvenient to write on, so she put a larger textbook underneath and took out a pen.

"Are you hungry? Mom will buy you a piece of bread?" she asked with concern.

Baijiu shook his head.

"Then I'll buy you some water. Drinking more water and going to the toilet more often can help you get rid of the waste in your body faster."

This time, without waiting for Baijiu to nod, his mother turned and left the infusion area. She walked hurriedly, and her back quickly disappeared from his sight.

In less than a few minutes, she came back, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him. Baijiu took it, drank a sip, and returned the bottle. He saw a round stool not far away and said in a weak voice, "Mom, there is a chair over there, you can sit down too."

Her mother went over to ask, and when she saw that no one around needed it, she took the chair and moved it to sit next to him.

"Write quickly, you have a lot of homework today and it needs to be handed in tomorrow."

Bai Jiu hummed, looked down at the test paper on his lap, uncapped the pen with one hand, and started doing the questions.

He was quietly doing his homework amidst the noise. A middle-aged woman who was receiving an IV drip next to him was probably too bored. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but talk to his mother: "Is this your son? He's so hardworking. He still studies even when he's sick."

His mother smiled proudly.

The two strange women who met for the first time quickly started talking, and it seemed that they had endless topics to talk about, such as family, children, and children's studies...

The middle-aged woman mentioned an incident at her child’s school: “A boy jumped off the building at my daughter’s school last week.”

"Ah? What happened??"

"Well, he didn't do well on the test, so his parents scolded him a few times. A week later, he suddenly jumped at school." The middle-aged woman sighed, "I went to see him that afternoon, and his mother was crying miserably. She was so selfish, and didn't even think about what would happen to his parents if he jumped. They had worked so hard to raise him."

"Children nowadays are too fragile." His mother said, "Fortunately, my son is not like that. He studies very hard. He just doesn't like to wear clothes properly. I have been asking him to wear more clothes these past two days, but he just won't listen. Look, he has a fever. He has an exam in two days..."

Baijiu felt ashamed, but more aggrieved.

Who wants to get sick? And after he got sick, she first questioned why he wasn't more careful, it must be because he didn't listen, what would he do if he got sick and missed classes... It wasn't until he was too sick to bear it that she took him to the hospital.

But Baijiu didn't say anything, because he knew that speaking out would not bring any comfort.

"Yes, children are getting more and more difficult to deal with nowadays. If you are too strict with them, they will say they are suffering from depression. How could we have so many problems when we were little? If you are too lax with them, they will still blame us if they can't get into a good university or find a good job in the future."

After the middle-aged woman finished complaining, her eyes fell on her mother's clothes. Baijiu felt that her mouth was grinning, as if showing a mocking smile. This made him even more uncomfortable.

"Where's your husband? Are you bringing your child to see the doctor alone?"

"He's gone, and I've been raising the child alone all these years," said his mother.

"That's really not easy." said the middle-aged woman in surprise.

His mother smiled proudly again: "It's not easy, but as long as I see him doing well, I think all the hardship is worth it."