The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 65 Professor Moriarty
It was already past two o'clock in the morning when he returned to the research institute. Ritsu Sasashima walked towards Laboratory No. [-], hoping that the Miyano guy would have rested by this time.

But things are often not as I wish. When I opened the door of the laboratory, I saw Miyano Shiho, who was dozing on the table, raised her head after hearing the movement. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Are you back?"

"……Um."

Sensing something was wrong in his voice, the sensitive Miyano Shiho immediately looked at his small move of deliberately hiding his right side. She probably guessed what was going on and said, "The medicine box is under the third cabinet."

As expected, there was no way to escape her eyes. Sasashima Ritsu said awkwardly: "Well, it's just a minor injury."

"Really? Then change it here and let me visit the wound."

"...Then please help me deal with it."

Miyano Shiho rolled his eyes, took the medicine box with a cold face, put it on the laboratory table forcefully and said, "Take it off, let me have a look."

This sentence is a bit strange coming from the mouth of a little girl.

Ritsu Sasashima was hesitating whether to expose only his shoulders or take them off completely. Seeing that he didn't respond, Miyano had no choice but to take out the scissors and get started. With two clicks, he cut a long-sleeved T-shirt into sleeveless.

"Ah, is this the minor injury you mentioned?"

The fifteen-centimeter-long wound was shocking, and the bright red liquid was still oozing out. There were even a lot of broken glass inside the wound, but fortunately no major blood vessels were damaged.

"Um, better for a gunshot wound?"

"Oh, it won't hurt you to death."

Miyano Shiho took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and rinsed the wound. He was surprised to see him enduring the pain without changing his expression. It seemed that he had suffered such injuries before.

After rinsing the wound several times, he picked up the tweezers and began to deal with the glass residue in the wound. His movements were very gentle, for fear that improper treatment would cause him pain.

"You can go a little heavier, it's too light...it's a bit itchy."

"Oh."

After cleaning the wound, Miyano Shiho turned to the cabinet and took out absorbable 5-0 sutures and started suturing.

Seeing her carefully sewing stitches on her wound, Sasashima Ritsu couldn't help but said: "There's no need to use cosmetic sutures on me, right? There's a scar on my shoulder..."

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll sew your mouth shut."

"..."

Sasajima instantly gave up and chose to close the microphone, because he felt that Miyano could really do such a thing.

Some people, no matter how old or young they are...are born with the character of a queen.

Watching her take the trouble to seal the wound with cosmetic sutures, apply some medicine, and tie a sterile bandage, it was considered done.

"How did you get scratched by the glass?"

Seeing that he had become sleeveless, Sasashima had no choice but to put on the coat that was still stained with blood and had a cut, and said: "I encountered the police while performing a mission... I was in a dilemma and had to break the window and run away."

"So it was cut by glass during the process of breaking the window?"

"Ah."

"Deserving it."

"..."

Sasashima said that he was speechless. He really deserved it, but he didn't want to steal any confidential documents. Speaking of which, he hadn't sent the USB flash drive to Gin yet.

He stood up and walked towards the computer, trying to raise his right arm to control the mouse, but realized that this operation could not be completed with Miyano's perfect bandage.

"Miyano, can you help me?"

"Can't the injured go back to his room and have a good rest? What are he doing here?"

"I want to see the contents of the USB flash drive. I managed to steal it back. I have the right to know, right?"

"……Oh."

Miyano Shiho was also a little curious about the contents of the USB flash drive, so he took it and squatted down to insert it into the computer case, and then helped control the mouse to click on the files in the USB flash drive.

There were very few things in that computer, and there must be something wrong with a locked folder. Looking at the six-digit password, the two looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Don't you know the password?" Miyano asked.

"Miike Wenwu's company is very heavily guarded, so he may not necessarily put a lot of effort into the password. It is probably related to his important dates or events."

After Ritsu Sasashima expressed his thoughts, he searched on his mobile phone for the date when Miike Software Co., Ltd. was established, or when it went on the market.

#Miike Software Co., Ltd. Yahoo Encyclopedia#
"Found it, try the password 720215."

Miyano Shiho tried typing on the keyboard and found that the wrong password was displayed. Sasashima said again: "Then try 790901."

This time the password is correct and the locked folder is opened directly.

"I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a detective? Do you usually like to read "Sherlock Holmes"?"

"Oh, I won't become Sherlock Holmes. With what I'm doing now... I can only become Professor Moriarty." Ritsu Sasashima laughed at himself. He was now on the opposite side of Sherlock Holmes.

Miyano Shiho couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "You think it's quite similar when you say that. The Napoleon of the criminal world...be careful of Sherlock Holmes pushing you down the Reichenbach Falls."

"Thanks for the reminder, I will avoid the waterfall in the future."

The two stopped joking and looked at the computer screen to see what confidential documents Gin wanted him to steal.

The first 20 or so pictures were all about remittance bills. It was not until the last two people realized that this company did not go public in a short time because of successful software development.But Miike Wenwu secretly colluded with arms dealers and sold arms privately to help launder the stolen money. He really did all kinds of bad things.

"This is the favorite trick of people in the organization. I'm afraid Mr. Miike is very worried right now, right?" Although Miyano Shiho did not agree with the organization's practices, he would never sympathize with such criminals, and it would be good to punish them severely.

"Even if Miike Fumiwu knew that confidential documents had been stolen, he would not let the police intervene in the investigation. He would probably claim that his things were not lost."

"Yes, if such a document is seen by the police, it will definitely be in prison for a lifetime."

"If you get this right, organizations can indeed do whatever they want, and it can become a long-term meal ticket."

Miyano Shiho shook his head and denied: "You don't know Gin well enough. He always likes to make only one transaction, and this time he will probably pay with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand."

"Isn't it better to take a long-term approach to catch big fish? Sanchi will not stop this business because of this."

"You have to ask Gin himself, I don't know, maybe this kind of transaction is safer, and the other party is more willing to pay, and it won't cause trouble to the point of death."

"It's really cautious."

With a gang like Gin running a very important action team, it's no wonder that the information collected by the National Police Agency is so scarce.

You are smart enough and cunning enough at the same time, just like a loach in the mud. If you are not careful, you will find that you have failed.

Hey.

The phone on the table vibrated. Sasashima Ritsu picked it up and glanced at it and found that it was a message from Gin.

[Gin: Kanto-cho 3-chome 4, Moonlight Bar, bring the USB flash drive. ]
"I have to go out. Mr. Gin is calling me."

"Well, pay attention to safety. I think you should have some medical knowledge, so I won't repeat the things you need to pay attention to when you are injured."

"…Yes, I know."

Before going out, Sasashima couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's already three o'clock in the morning, is Gin still working as a model worker?It's hard not to wonder if his silver hair has turned white from the constant exertion.

It's really miserable for my subordinates who are model workers.

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