Conan Rick's Investigator

"I knew you had been quietly listening to the noises in the room, so during the evening shift change, you entered the ward with the person on shift change."

"Then, when I turn you over and your ears can't hear the smallest sound, I'll sneak under your bed."

"From now on, it all depends on Miss Chengshi's acting skills..."

After Shuichi Akai's explanation, Vermouth became even more incredible.

She had been quietly listening to the sounds in the room, and naturally knew that when the FBI changed shifts in the evening, there was only the sound of one person's footsteps walking in, and the room was filled with this person's voice for a long time afterwards.

And at that time, Shuichi Akai just stayed in this room without saying a word?

This room has no windows and is located in the most remote location in the hospital. It is very quiet, so Vermouth is confident that she will not miss any sound.

But she never expected that Shuichi Akai could use the footsteps of his companions to cover up his own footsteps, and lie under her bed for several hours without making any sound.

"Okay, I think we can sit down and have a good talk now..."

Shuichi Akai looked down at Vermouth with a smile that belonged to the ultimate winner.

……

Midnight, Qingshan Mental Hospital.

A tall figure stood in front of the outer wall of the mental hospital.

The original 2.5-meter-high wall was already an insurmountable height for ordinary people, but in front of this person, it was just a low wall that reached his chest.

His hips were incredibly large and his legs were ridiculously long.

With just a high kick, the man stepped on the wall and walked straight over.

This person is Qin Zhibo.

Or he could be called the eccentric Qin Zhibo.

This strange body proportion is the result of Qin Zhibo running for half an hour while wearing the [Golden Chelsea].

The effect of [Golden Chelsea] is to increase agility when running, but it will also distort the user's body proportions, and the legs will gradually lengthen.

That’s it. Qin Zhibo built his body proportions to look like Tom Cat just finished climbing a tree in Aruba.

However, this also resulted in a giant height of 3 meters.

He sneaked through the courtyard under the cover of night, taking astonishing steps and quickly approaching the main building of the hospital.

It was not until he arrived at the main entrance of the main building that Qin Zhibo put on the magic ring, entered invisible state, and then bent down and walked in openly.

Although it was late at night, the lights in the security room in the hall were still on.

However, the nurse inside had fallen asleep on the chair, and in front of him were the surveillance images of each floor.

Qin Zhibo glanced inside, then lowered his head and continued walking upstairs.

Arriving at the ward he had visited in the morning, Qin Zhibo took out the lock-picking tools, sat cross-legged on the ground, and opened the three cells one by one.

After the ward door was quietly opened, Qin Zhibo came to the blind spot of the surveillance camera again, took off the magic ring, and put on the [unspeakable high priest robe].

Unlike ordinary human clothing, when the yellow silk robe is draped over the body, it automatically adapts to the body it covers.

The robe perfectly covered Qin Zhibo's 3-meter-tall body, and then he put on a pale mask and walked to the first ward.

squeak--

The faint sound of a door being pushed open came into the ward, but Akio Koda, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, had not yet woken up.

But the cool breeze blowing in from the door soon made Akio Koda feel the chill on his neck, and he opened his eyes sleepily.

There was a cool breeze in the room that came from nowhere, which made him a little overwhelmed. He sat up in bed and looked around.

When his eyes fell on the door, a yellow figure was standing at the door of the ward.

Akio Koda: "!"

His eyes widened and he rubbed them in disbelief, but when his vision calmed down, he still saw the clear yellow figure.

"The King in Yellow!"

He screamed, rolled off the bed and crawled to the door, but found that he had only caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the King in Yellow in the room.

She stood majestically in the corridor, her figure towering, nearly twice the size of an average person, wearing pointed boots and a psychedelic-colored silk robe.

Beneath the hood, which could only be glimpsed by looking up, was a pale, faceless mask.

Akio Koda stared with wide eyes in shock at the tall yellow figure in front of him, and the muscles in his legs gradually lost strength.

He knew that this was the object of his mad obsession, the owner of that yellow mark.

Just as he could no longer suppress his excitement and was about to kneel down before this arrogant figure, the yellow figure raised his hand slightly and pointed to the ward on the other side.

Akio Koda was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what it meant and quickly ran to the door of the adjacent ward.

He originally wanted to knock on the door, but the door opened as if by magic, as soon as he pushed it.

He quickly ran into the ward and pushed Kanamifang who was lying on the bed.

"Wake up!"

"The Lord is here! Our King is here!"

Kanamifang hadn't figured out the situation at first and looked a little unhappy, but when he heard the word "king", he immediately stood up.

After seeing the solemn figure standing at the door, she also opened her mouth in shock, unable to believe that the scene in her dream had actually come true.

That tall and majestic yellow figure, just like in a dream, is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Kanami was about to kneel down, but the "King in Yellow" raised his hand again and pointed to the last ward.

The two of them immediately understood and quickly pushed the door open, entered the room of the blasting maniac Hiroharu Nakata, and woke him up.

"Quick! Come out!"

Hiroji Nakata walked out of the ward half asleep and half awake, only to see a huge yellow figure waiting for him in the corridor.

"king!"

Nakata Hiroharu's body trembled, his brain short-circuited for a moment in extreme shock, and then he quickly followed the two people beside him and knelt down towards the yellow body.

"king!"

"Our King! You are finally here!"

"We've gone through so much hardship just to see you!"

"Please accept our sincere worship!"

"The King in Yellow!"

"grown ups!"

"My king!"

They are also wild followers of the King in Yellow, known by different names but with undoubted devotion.

Qin Zhibo looked down at them. If the real King in Yellow came, with their current willpower, they would probably be frightened to the point of losing their minds.

But fortunately, I am just an imposter. Apart from trying my best to act in the image, I won’t make people crazy or lose face.

The three of them were so excited that they couldn't speak and could only kneel down continuously.

At this moment, the King in Yellow finally took action.

He slowly stretched out his hand and let out a gold necklace from his wide cuffs.

The pendant of the gold necklace is a disk made up of several twisted tentacles, which looks completely devoid of beauty.

Hiroharu Nakata looked up in disbelief and discovered that this was his own "yellow seal".

"My king!"

"This is my yellow seal!"

He raised his hands tremblingly to take the necklace, then bowed his head more devoutly to express his gratitude.

At this moment, they had completely believed that the person in front of them was the King in Yellow whom they had been thinking about day and night.

As they were bowing, the "King in Yellow" extended a miniature pistol from his sleeve and aimed at Hiroharu Nakata's head.

Chapter 910: Plan to Pass Qin Zhibo

In the corridor, a yellow figure with its head almost touching the ceiling was being worshipped by three believers.

When the "King in Yellow" pulled the trigger of his pocket pistol, four bullets created by his thoughts shot out from the muzzle and penetrated into Hiroharu Nakata's brain.

As the bullet entered, Nakata Hiroharu's body shook, and he suddenly felt a certain thought blooming in his brain.

This is a thought that was born out of nowhere and is too strong to be ignored.

Its content is a detailed plan and a precise task that requires faithful believers to complete.

He was immediately overjoyed, believing that this was a "divine edict" from the Yellow King, and that only senior believers could receive this honor.

"I understand! Thank you for the blessing of my king!"

"I will definitely not let you down!"

Hiroharu Nakata kowtowed even more fanatically. Although Koda and Kana beside him didn't understand what was happening, they also kowtowed along with him, expressing their piety in the most primitive way.

Seeing that he understood, the "King in Yellow" turned and left.

The yellow silk slowly brushed across the marble tiles. The three knew that their king was about to leave, but they didn't dare to look up. They could only bury their heads deeper and kiss the cold ground.

After a while, the three of them raised their heads tentatively, but the man was no longer in the corridor.

I quickly ran to the corner of the stairs, but the figure was not on the steps.

She seemed to have really disappeared from this world, coming and going without a trace like a god or Buddha.

However, Nakata Hiroharu held the yellow seal in his hand and knew that everything that had just happened was true.

……

The next morning, Qingshan Mental Hospital.

In the security room, a large number of hospital nurses gathered there, some dazed, some frightened, and seemed at a loss.

Just then, Dean Fukuyama hurried into the security room.

"Where did those three patients go? Did they search the hospital?"

At this time, Dean Fukuyama had a very ugly expression on his face. He didn't even have time to tie his tie, and he hurried over from home to take charge of the situation.

A nurse stepped forward and said weakly, "We've searched everywhere in the hospital, but there's nothing..."

"Are you sure?"

"Have you searched the main building's wards, courtyard, cafeteria, and equipment warehouse carefully?"

Faced with Dean Fukuyama's questioning, all the nurses did not answer, but the expressions on their faces already showed agreement.

Seeing this, Dean Fukuyama's expression froze, his body instantly became weak, and he sat down on the chair.

If it is an ordinary patient who escapes from the hospital, it is okay. Just send a nurse to catch him. The patient is wearing a hospital gown and has mental problems, so he can't run far and can be caught quickly.

But the three patients who escaped were not ordinary patients, but murderers who were detained here for treatment. Each of them had blood on his hands and his mental state was extremely unstable.

If they were allowed to escape, not only would the reputation of Qingshan Mental Hospital be severely damaged, but if any major incident occurred, I, as the legal representative of the hospital, would also be held responsible.

Dean Fukuyama sat in his chair, thinking about how to report to the police in order to minimize his own responsibility.

Suddenly, his eyes slid across the surveillance screen next to him, and he immediately became alert again.

"monitor!"

"Yes! Check the surveillance footage immediately! See when they escaped? How did they escape..."

This was originally a great idea.

But when Fushan mentioned the word "surveillance", the caregivers around him subconsciously took half a step back, with strange expressions on their faces, and some of them even felt weak in the knees and could hardly stand.

Seeing that no one responded to his command, Dean Fukuyama no longer cared about his manners, cursed loudly, and hurried to investigate the surveillance himself.

He rushed to the monitoring controller and quickly tuned the screen to the abnormal location.

This is understandable. After all, these caregivers had already thought of checking the surveillance before he arrived.