The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand and ninety-nine [night break into Jiang Xia’s house]
Jiang Xia turned off the light and lay down under the quilt.
Calculating the time, the matter at the Twin Towers should have ended, and Conan and the others will soon return to Mihua Town.
Now his house is completely dark, which means that people have already gone to bed and closed the door to thank guests.
Students who are very curious, even if they have some worries and doubts about tonight's "sniper attack", if they see him turn off the lights, they can't rush in to see the injury or take him to the hospital, they can only leave.
With this in mind, Jiang Xia's thoughts suddenly paused.
…No, wait.
Speaking of this, it's not like Conan and Mao Lilan haven't tried hard before.
Jiang Xia couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it.
——Conan is of course nothing to be afraid of, the strength of this elementary school student is completely negligible. But if he brings Mao Lilan over and force him to be a neighbor's porter...
“…”
Jiang Xia thought of the scene of the society's death, and fell into deep thought for a while.
A second later, there seemed to be a phantom light bulb biu on the top of his head, and he had an idea.
…
Jiang Xia sat up and checked her arm, making sure that the bandages and fake blood were still there.
Then he got out of bed, got half a glass of water, grabbed a little mud from the flower tray, and walked towards the entrance.
A minute later, he disposed of the cup again, washed his hands, and brought out a medicine box from the corner of the bedroom. After a while, he stuffed the box into the corner.
After finishing it, Jiang Xia went back to bed, thought about it, took off the top of her pajamas, and then continued to sleep.
——In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows.
He didn't believe that when Maori came to the door, he had the nerve to drag the disheveled male neighbor out of the quilt and send him to the hospital.
…
After making some preparations just in case, Jiang Xia fell asleep peacefully.
However, perhaps "being hit by a sniper bullet" sounds a little scary.
After not sleeping for a while, his preparations really came in handy.
…
Twenty minutes later.
“…”
Jiang Xia pressed her quilt tightly, looking at the uninvited guests gathered beside her bed: "..."
You are too persistent...
The most painful thing about the holidays is that you have just made up fancy excuses and asked for sick leave, followed by people who have been approved for sick leave, because they are too worried about the "sick number" and come to visit with real feelings.
"...Well, I actually went to the hospital to deal with it, and I didn't tell you because you were busy." Jiang Xia cleared his throat, "You can also see that I have nothing to do—let's all go back."
"But, if you want to go to the hospital, why don't you take an ambulance on the spot, why don't you sneak away and go there by yourself? There are not many wounded tonight, and the ambulances parked at the scene are more than enough."
Conan questioned with reason and evidence: "And you don't usually go to the hospital when you are dragged, why are you so conscious today... Since you have been there, can you show us the medical records and medication records?"
"..." Jiang Xia was ruthlessly exposed, and his eyes when he looked at Conan became gloomy in an instant.
However, think about Kudo-san's rare melon seed-flavored murderous aura, and the murders around him one after another without stopping...
Jiang Xia's mentality calmed down again, she closed her eyes, as if she wanted to "sleep and thank the guests": "It's unlucky to keep that kind of thing, I just threw it away."
Conan: "..." Who would throw away medical records and prescriptions! This man has never been to the hospital. Getting bruised by a bullet is no small matter. If you are unlucky and hit a violently tumbling bullet, you may even have to amputate your limb after a long time. Now is not the time to hide your illness from treatment.
Fortunately, he was already prepared...
Conan saw that Jiang Xia didn't want to leave, so he stretched out his hand and tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him: "Sister Xiaolan..."
… Heh.
Jiang Xia looked at this scene with cold eyes, and had expected it.
He looked at Conan, stretched out his finger to check the quilt, and made an unfathomable "I have a secret to tell, so listen carefully".
Conan's curiosity can't stand this.
He paused the act of summoning the weak female high school students, and leaned closer to hear what Jiang Xia had to argue.
Then I heard the neighbor very shy, whispering: "This is not very good, I have no clothes now."
Conan: "...?!"
Seeing that Mao Lilan's hand stretched towards the corner of the quilt, he was about to lift Jiang Xia's quilt, and stretched out his hand to drag him.
Conan suddenly moved half a step horizontally, and blocked Mao Lilan's hand like Lingbo with small steps: "Wait!"
"... Conan?" Mao Lilan was taken aback, looking at this fickle pupil suspiciously.
…
Conan stopped people, turned to Jiang Xia in a hurry, and whispered the voice of the team: "I used to go camping, didn't you always wear pajamas!"
"You also said it was camping." Jiang Xia wrapped herself uprightly in the quilt, looking very at ease, "Now this is at home."
Conan: "..." Looking at Jiang Xia's stubborn refusal to go to the hospital, I'm afraid it's impossible for him to dress neatly... Tsk. It would be great if there were a few good brothers who could carry people for Xiaolan, but unfortunately, after getting smaller, all my previous connections were cut off, and there are not many adult male friends left, so I can't call Hattori, right? But still in Osaka.
Huh? Wait...
Speaking of "adult men", Conan had an idea, and the figure of Mori Kogoro appeared in his mind.
“…”
As soon as Jiang Xia saw Conan touching his chin, he knew that the detective was thinking about something bad again: "Don't mess around, I know it myself."
He decisively interrupted Conan's meditation and threw out the sick leave plan:
"Well, I did not go to the hospital, but I have already found someone to deal with it, and the professionalism is no worse than that of the doctor in the hospital. And the bullet may have been blocked when it hit the elevator wall, and it hit me There was almost no rotation, leaving only a common scratch."
When he said that, Conan reluctantly believed it when he thought about Jiang Xia's luck.
——And I heard from Xiaolan and Yuanzi that after the elevator stopped running in an emergency, Jiang Xia fell onto the top of the elevator and used both hands when opening the door. His actions were not affected at all, and the bullet scratches should indeed not be deep.
Behind Conan.
Maolilan looked suspiciously at the two people, one big and one small, muttering together.
She waited patiently for a while ~IndoMTL.com~ After half a minute, she couldn't help reaching out to lift Conan who was blocking her.
…
"Then show me your arm, if it's really not serious..." Conan was talking to Jiang Xia when he suddenly felt a slender hand land on his back collar.
"!"
Conan hurriedly turned around and patched Mao Lilan: "Ah, I suddenly remembered! Brother Xinyi said that it is not good to move rashly. If the injury is really not serious, it is not impossible to find someone to deal with it..."
Mao Lilan: "...Huh?"... When did she say it, why didn't she hear it?
Just as she was about to ask, the people around her had already heard the first half of Conan's words.
Then decisively made a voice of worry + wanting to participate: "Then, then I want to watch together too!"
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