Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Sanluanhe is also an ordinary person.

An ordinary person who has not received any special training and has not even had much physical exercise, facing a steel bar falling from the sky, he can only stand there stupidly.

“Brother, it’s dangerous!!”

From a distance, Sanwa Kazuya heard someone calling him. The voice sounded very childish, like that of a child.

Before he could come to his senses, the other party had already pounced on him, and several small hands pressed on his body, trying to grab him and push him to the ground.

"Boom!!"

The piece of steel bar hit the place where Miwa Kazuya had originally stood.

Miwa Kazuya fell backwards. He didn't even have time to see who was on top of him. Almost at the same time as the steel bar fell to the ground, the back of his head hit the ground and his right ankle unfortunately twisted.

He soon fainted.

Before he fainted, he had only one thought in his mind.

——Who on earth could knock him unconscious despite his protective aura? !
Is it some original character??!

……

When Miwa Kazuya woke up again, it was already the next morning.

He felt a little dizzy and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a round face and an orange hat.

Miwa Kazuya was stunned for a second, and thought the other person looked familiar: "Excuse me, who are you...?"

The other party coughed and took out a certificate.

"Hello, Mr. Lu Ren, I am Inspector Megure Jusan of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division. I would like to ask you about the details of yesterday's falling object incident."

Hearing the last name, coupled with the iconic hat, Miwa Kazuya immediately remembered who the other person was: "Oh, ok...huh??"

Miwa Kazuya remembered what happened before he fainted - the steel bars falling from the sky and the kind-hearted person who saved him - and sat up quickly.

He looked at his current clothes, current bed, and current room in confusion, looked around blankly, and said stupidly: "Where am I now?"

Seeing him so startled, Megure Jusan turned worriedly to the person in the white coat next to him.

"Doctor, is he not in good condition? Do you need to check him again?"

The doctor picked up the report and read it again: "No, I'm sure he just has a common concussion and a sprained ankle. He will be discharged from the hospital in a few days... Maybe it was because it happened suddenly and it was the first time he encountered such a thing, so he didn't react."

While they were talking, Miwa Kazuya quickly checked his condition. He was now wearing a hospital gown, with a bandage on his head and several layers of bandages around his right ankle.

He grabbed his phone, which was filled with various messages of concern from editors and publishers. The number of red dots could drive someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy. There were messages from teammates in the group chat.

[Raging: I saw the breaking news last night. You were in the hospital? ]

Miwa Kazuya: “…”

He finally understood what was happening.

Last night he went out to eat, and when he was passing an alley, steel bars fell from the sky. A kind-hearted person tackled him, and he was not killed, but because his head hit the ground, he was still hospitalized...

...Wait, rebar? What's that?

Miwa Kazuya realized it later. He looked at Megure Jusan, the Conan world policeman whom he knew before he traveled through time.

"Was yesterday's incident an accident or was it intentional?"

Megure Jusan saw that he had reacted and opened the police manual in his hand. The doctor saw that they started to take a statement and took the initiative to leave the room.

"We can't rule out an accident, but the possibility of human error is very high. At the time, the onlookers nearby saw someone on the roof, but he disappeared after the accident. No one saw his specific appearance... I came here to confirm some information with you. Are you ready to cooperate with me now?"

Miwa Kazuya nodded: "Okay."

However, he didn't know what he could say. His current identity, Lu Renjia, was given by Aoyagi Akimitsu. He was a young Japanese-American who had lived in the United States for a long time. His biggest connection with Japan was that he had just published a novel and was now traveling here. He had no enemies at all.

It can't be that he's out to kill him just because he's been a nephew of the publishing house for too long, occupied the bestseller list for too long, and refused dinner parties more than once, right?

No way, there can't be such an outrageous reason for murder in the world, right?

……

Since Miwa Kazuya had nothing to explain - he didn't dare to say too much for fear that his original wanted identity would be exposed - Megure Juzo quickly completed the recording work.

Before leaving the ward, he left his phone number and told people to contact him immediately if they remembered anything or met anyone suspicious again.

Miwa Kazuya said goodbye to the police officer, feeling a little depressed. He took out his phone, deleted the red dots one by one, and sent a reply to his teammates.

[Bulimic Eating: I was admitted to the hospital, and the police just came to take my statement.]

He didn't deliberately hide it because he was sure that the other party didn't do it - the other party wouldn't need to go through so much trouble to deal with him.

[Rage: Which hospital? ]

Miwa Kazuya lived in a single room. He looked up at the nurse who happened to come to check on him and said, "Excuse me, may I ask, which hospital is this?"

The other party probably knew that he was brought here directly by ambulance, so he didn't mind such a stupid question: "Yika Central Hospital, it's very close to the 10-chome shopping street station."

Miwa Kazuya sent a reply to Aoyagi Akimitsu, and suddenly he noticed a key point.

"10-chome?" He recalled the news he heard yesterday. "There have been several home invasions and murders nearby. Is this 10-chome?"

"Yes." The nurse smiled.

"........."

Miwa Kazuya's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he remembered that he was in the hospital now, and there were so many people around him, so he was safe, and he quickly calmed down: "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Next Monday will be fine."

"I see. Thank you, nurse."

The nurse smiled. She finished her rounds and closed the door behind her as she left.

Miwa Kazuya watched her leave until the door was closed, then he turned his gaze back to the ward. This was a single room, and after the others left, the entire ward became very quiet, without a sound.

He scratched his cheek out of boredom, speechless about how he was fine until the evening yesterday but ended up being hospitalized in an instant after just going shopping.

There was no TV in the room, so Sanlun Heye could only open the browser on his mobile phone and search for details of the burglary.

"Five cases in a row, targeting elderly people living alone, at irregular times, both during the day and at night..."

Miwa Kazuya looked at the screen and read out important information.

"Currently, only the fifth victim is alive. Because it happened during the day, a passerby passed by the house and heard the noise inside, scaring the criminal away... But that person did not call the police, so the police did not find him..."

After reading the reports, he felt that the whole incident had nothing to do with him.

He decided to pay more attention to the steel bar incident - even putting the submission date aside, the editor just sent a message saying that it could be postponed for a few days - he didn't understand, was this an accident or man-made?

If it was man-made, who hated him so much?

While Miwa Kazuya was thinking hard, his phone suddenly vibrated. It wasn't a loud noise, but a message was received in the game system group chat.

[Angry: What a coincidence, I'm going to that hospital today. ]

【Rage: I will come to visit you. 】

Miwa Kazuya: “…………”

Miwa Kazuya: "!!!!!!" (End of this chapter)