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612. The opening of a good show

A nurse handed him a report, "Your blood type report is out, the blood type is AB."

"Type AB..." Eiyu Bendo pinched the report tightly, and blood was oozing out of the wound on his arm.

If his blood type is AB, then Shui Wulianai is very likely to be his sister.

Just...why?

Why didn't she admit it when he called the TV station?

Why have so many years passed and no news came back, and I have changed my name...

Hondo Eiyu raised his head and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open.

He remembered his father. There were not many memories of his father in his memory. He had a very mysterious job and had no contact with people most of the time. He had very little time to get together every year.

He found his father's colleagues some time ago, but they were very secretive about his father's affairs. Apart from the open remarks he had heard very early, they were unwilling to tell him deeply.

He looked at the ceiling blankly for a while, and after a long time, he carefully folded the blood type report and put it in his pocket on the inside of his clothes.

I already know which hospital she is in, so I just need to ask her all the questions.

If she is really a sister...

......

A black feather fell from the sky, and the black crow spread its wings and glided in the sky, spinning twice, and staying on the telephone poles outside the window.

The windows and doors in the ward are closed, and the closed curtains are isolated from the sunset.

The director of the Gutu Central Hospital personally checked Shui Wulianna's recovery. He pressed Shui Wulianna hard on the fingernails on his right foot, trying to stimulate the other party's consciousness with pain, but Shui Wulianna still fell asleep smoothly without any abnormality.

"How is her situation?"

The dean shook his head, "Really speaking, if the pain is stimulating like this, she will wake up or show a frown expression in a conscious state. Judging from this state, she is indeed still in a drowsy state."

Conan stood in the corner of the ward and looked at Mizuno who was lying on the bed quietly. He found a lot of things during this period. Whether she had a relationship with Eiyu Hondo or her true identity, he had found them all.

His eyes swept over the expressions of the people present, Judy was worried, James looked serious, and Hideichi Akai was not here, and he didn't know where he was going.

Now it has been discovered that people from the Black Organization have sneaked into this hospital. It is only a matter of time to find the location of Shui Wulianai.

Conan's eyes turned to the closed window. I don't know if the FBI and the others found out... arresting a spy will not bring much benefit except making the whole incident more complicated.

He was thinking that the door of the ward was opened, and Hide Akai pushed the door open and entered.

Looking at Mizuru Renana lying on the bed, Akai Hideichi asked about the situation: "How is her condition?"

Judy shook her head, "It's the same, there's no sign of soberness."

Her eyes couldn't hide her worries. It's been almost a month, and the longer the time delayed, the less likely she was to wake up...

The dean did not care about someone's arrival, so he lifted Shui Wulianai's eyelids and continued to check, but he still found no signs of soberness.

He stood up and asked James, "These simple test results are likely to be inaccurate. Are you going to have a brainwave test scheduled for three days in the first three days?"

"No need." James shook his head. If Shui Wuliana had woken up, just pretended not to wake up, these examinations would not have much effect.

"Then I'll leave first." The dean said hello and left the ward.

Although he didn't know why the FBI had to guard Shui Wulianai, he didn't intend to get involved. Sometimes he didn't know anything, but he was happy.

Judy sighed, "It's a good thing to think of from another perspective. In this way, the people in that organization would take a lot of risks if they want to take her out of the ward..."

"No, we must reduce the possibility of being discovered to zero, otherwise there will be dangers for the Dean and others who assist us." James shook his head. It would be better not to be discovered if he could not be discovered.

"We have to find out the people who lurked in the hospital..."

Hideichi Akai walked to the wall, leaning against the wall with his back against the wall, a strand of hair under the knitted hat drooped to his forehead, and his lips opened slightly: "The most straightforward way is to transfer the three suspects to another hospital for a good interrogation."

"No." James refused this approach, and he looked serious. The FBI's attitude represents the attitude of the United States to some extent. They can secretly catch water without any help, but they cannot break the rules openly.

"This is Japan. We didn't say hello to the Japanese police when we caught water. Two of the three people were innocent patients, and we couldn't do that."

Hideichi Akai didn't respond, and he just made a suggestion. As for whether it would be adopted, it didn't matter.

Judy frowned, this matter was really difficult.

They would know that the Black Organization sent someone to sneak into the hospital because they heard the head nurse say that there was a strange person asking about Shui Wulianai, and then they identified three suspects through repeated investigations.

The head nurse did not see clearly what people looked like at that time, so they could not know more from her.

"Now that organization just knows that Shui Wuliana is in the hospital, but they don't know which hospital we are in. If we contact those suspects without authorization, the organization will immediately notice the FBI, and then they will be able to confirm that Shui Wuliana is here."

Conan spoke at this time, attracting everyone's eyes:

"How about let me try?"

...

Poirot Cafe.

The man sitting by the window was holding the cat. He gently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, picked it up and took a sip, frowned slightly, "Today's coffee is a bit too sweet."

"Ah? Maybe I accidentally put too much sugar in my mind, so I'll change it to you." Amuro scratched his head apologetically, walked over and put away the coffee, and prepared to make another serving for him.

"Mr. Amuro seems to be out of shape?" The man leaned against the back of the chair and looked up at Amuro. Today he wore a pair of single-sided glasses, with golden single-sided glasses pinned in his eye sockets, and the long chain hanging down to behind his ears, adding a bit of elegance.

The black cat lay obediently on his legs, his tail swaying. He gently stroked the cat's back and combed its hair.

"A movie that I have been looking forward to for a long time is about to be released, and I can't sit still." Amuro smiled and rarely showed the young people's love for something.

"There are not many people in the store, so it shouldn't matter if you go and see it, right?"

"No, work is important, and it's not too late to go see it after the work is finished."

"I don't know what movie Mr. Amuro wants to watch? I happen to be free, so I might come back and tell you what the movie was about."
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