Replace at 7 a.m.

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The next morning, Shiraishi found the hospital where Sadashi Nakamura was located.

Sadashi Nakamura had regained consciousness at this time and her body became clean. She leaned weakly on the hospital bed and finally looked like a beauty writer.

She was a little surprised when she saw a stranger visiting her. Shiraishi briefly introduced herself and told her pickyly about what happened yesterday. Finally, she handed over the jewelry watch.

Shiraishi didn't tell Nakamura Sada about the thief group.

After all, the previous generation of the Shiraishi family and Nakamura family also knew each other. He told Nakamura that her grandfather was the leader of the thieves group. They made their fortune like this, and they always felt a little embarrassed.

When he met Meguro's police department at the entrance of the hospital just now, Shiraishi heard that the two robbers had already revealed the truth as soon as they woke up. The police should have told her about this.

After listening carefully to Shiraishi's words, Sadashi Nakamura sighed while holding the pillow.

Although I felt my grandfather’s wish, in a sense, it was precisely because this watch attracted the covetousness of the criminals that she was imprisoned for two or three days, she was weak and could not hand over the manuscript on time...

After thanking Shiraishi, the haggard Sadashi Nakamura put the watch back in the box and put it aside.

Shiraishi secretly looked at the light screen and found that Nakamura was quite good at doing what he said - the task had been completed.

He got up and said goodbye, preparing to go home and stare at the fox to do his homework.

Entering the corridor, just as soon as he closed the door, Shiraishi suddenly heard a surprise "Mr. Shiraishi!" coming from beside him, "Mr. Shiraishi!"

Shiraishi was stunned and looked up and saw Ran Mori standing at the door of the next ward, following a primary school student at the foot.

After saying hello to the two, Shiraishi asked in confusion, "Are you here to visit me?"

Ran Maori nodded helplessly.

He pushed open the door and was lying on the hospital bed beside the door. Kogoro Mori, who was wearing a dirty face.

The uncle was hanging on his legs and sighed. When he drove home last night, he was a little confused and accidentally drove the car onto the sidewalk and hit the street tree.

Shiraishi was very worried and condolences, but he always felt that it was not that simple. I am afraid that there will be a case again...

When Ran Mouri was taking care of Kogoro Mori, Conan secretly pulled Shiraishi's sleeve.

Shiraishi thought last night that there would be something like this, not in the hospital, but in his store.

This is not good to live next to the protagonist. Although you can pick up many tasks, it is often regarded as an intelligence aircraft.

Fortunately, he had compiled what he should have done last night. He asked casually, and he lost after exceeding the question bank.

Shiraishi Station is relatively inward, so it is natural that Conan goes out first.

While his back was facing this side and the others didn't look at him, Bai Shi turned on the light screen and poked Hongye for a private chat.

Conan walked towards a corner with few people.

Shiraishi withdrew his light screen and lowered his eyes to see his back facing him. His hands were itchy and wanted to take out an anesthesia needle and stab it.

Of course, he held back and seamlessly switched to a warm and good-looking smile before Conan stopped.

Conan turned around without any awareness and handed Shiraish a piece of paper in a mysterious way.

——He actually drew a portrait of the mask mask. The painting skills were not very good. He did not draw one-tenth of the handsomeness of the original, but the basic meaning was that it could express the skeleton patterns from the scroll, the mask, and especially the mask.

Shiraishi was stunned. There was such a detail hidden in the mask mask? He didn't even pay much attention to it.

While he was looking at the picture, Conan described all the behaviors of masks he knew about, and finally asked, "Do you have any news about this person?"

"This is the thief who broke into the air gate yesterday. I heard Mr. Maori say it."

Shiraishi handed the portrait back to him, and shook his head in his expectant gaze. "I have tried to check it after I get home, but there is no such person in my information database, and I have no impression of him."

Conan didn't believe it at first.

But after meeting Shiraishi's sincere eyes, he thought about it and felt that this was indeed possible.

In the past, when black cats stopped murder cases, they could point the key points without any damage, and they were as straightforward as if they had obtained a guide.

But yesterday he was so embarrassed. The white fox was dyed like a rag, and he had to rely on the cat to find medicine for him... If all this was because of the deviation of Shiraishi's information, then this situation would be explained.

Thinking of this, Conan had a new idea. "Didn't Black Cat contact you? Does he have any clues?"

Shiraishi sighed worriedly, "I sent a message yesterday, but he never replied..."

As soon as he said this, a message prompt sound suddenly sounded on him. The two of them were stunned at the same time.

"Sorry, I forgot to mute it."

Shiraishi took out his phone and switched it to mute it - of course this is not the Black-clothed Organization dedicated machine sent by the system, but the new phone he chose before.

Times are changing faster and faster, and it is really not convenient to have no mobile phones. In addition, the recent surge in income, Shiraishi finally withdrew from the "waiting party" and chose a mobile phone with smooth corners, hard body, and can be used as a shield when necessary.

He lowered his head and pressed the message, read the letter from Hongye Free to play, and sighed again.

Although Conan held back and didn't say anything, the curiosity in his body was almost overflowing.

Shiraishi frankly turned the screen and gave him a look.

This made Conan's eyes lit up - if it were something else, Shiraishi didn't need to show his phone at all. Shiraishi's move just showed that this fresh message was sent by Black Cat.

He will definitely bring useful information!

However, when you get closer to the screen, you will see only a few short lines of words on it.

[Don't know. Don't check it

PS away from the detective, bad luck]

"..." Conan's eyes twitched twice. Who is the bad luck?

There are few words and not many useful information.

But one thing Conan is sure of is that Black Cat can't really know nothing about the mute, otherwise he wouldn't be so decisive about "Don't check" this kind of information.

It seems that the mute is really dangerous... Did he have a wrong guess before? In fact, he is related to the Black Organization and is a faction that does not like to make noise and prefers assassination?

Conan thought, looked up and wanted to peek at the phone number or notes.

If you have notes on this model, you won’t see the original number.

Conan glanced at the note and was stunned.

"…110?" He repeated in surprise.

"Yes." Shiraishi was so kind that he didn't care about him. "He was too troublesome. If he just wrote down his name, if my phone was lost and he was picked up by his enemy, I would be very dangerous.

"The notes are mixed with public numbers such as 110, 119, 177, 188, and it will be easily ignored, and you can do this in normal times." Shiraishi made a suggestion as friendly.

"Haha, thank you, I will consider it." Conan laughed dryly. Although it seemed to make sense... but you should be too cautious!

Or is it that the number of black cats has reached this point?

Conan was speechless for a moment and wanted to click on the number details again.

But Shiraishi withdrew his phone before he hit the button, and said, "This..."

"...Okay, I understand, I can't tell me." Conan pressed his forehead so tired.

If you only vaguely feel the disgust of Black Cat for him before, judging from the notes in the text message just now, his intuition is quite accurate, and he is indeed despised.

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Chapter completed!