He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Chapter 260 Shocking Change in Class 2-B! Edo Tensei, here I come!

Ying Sheng sighed helplessly: "You rascal, you were full of energy just now. Ai, did you teach him to prioritize his own safety?"

Ai Haibara doesn't deny it: "This makes it more real."

"Okay, so when you asked the fish earlier, were you trying to get that person to provide corroborating evidence for Rena Mizunashi?"

"Yes, if I can't find it, I'll think of another way."

"Don't be so formal. We should be able to catch a fish tonight. Please wait for good news, Miss. By the way, can you concoct a truth serum like the ones in spy movies? I want to get some information out of him."

Ai Haibara was silent for a few moments: "I can try, but I can't guarantee it will work, and what about your materials?"

She didn't actually want to do this, but if the target was members of the organization, it wasn't entirely out of the question.

"How would I know what materials I need? Send me a list and I will try my best to obtain them."

"And pharmaceutical experimental equipment."

"OK, please write in more detail, I'm a complete novice."

"Okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Sheng wondered if it was really a good idea to keep those things at the Mori residence. Besides, Junerick would be conducting other experiments later, and considering the space and living conditions, it would be most convenient to rent them a villa with a garden.

Xiaolan asked, "Can we catch fish tonight?"

“Yes, remember I said I’d take you to a bar? Fish is there.” Seeing Xiaolan’s surprised look, Ying Sheng smiled and said, “The female companion who would take me to a bar without looking at anyone else is, of course, you.”

Catching a glimpse of the gentle smile in Ying Sheng's eyes, Xiao Lan's gaze immediately shifted away like a startled fawn, her lips unconsciously pursing slightly, yet she feigned composure and said:

"Shall we wait for the fish to come, and then capture him together?"

"This is just a precautionary measure to prevent any unforeseen circumstances. If everything goes smoothly, we probably won't need to use force."

Ran seemed lost in thought. Just then, Ai Haibara sent Hotaru an email. Hotaru opened it and took a look. Ran also glanced at it and saw that it was filled with a list of anesthetic drugs, many of which she had never even heard of.

But this made her suddenly realize something, and she asked, "Is Mizuki-kun planning to use medication?"

"Pretty much, these kinds of things are very useful."

So where should we look for it?

"I'm also struggling with this. Last time it took a lot of effort to get some from the black market..." Hotaru leaned close to Ran's ear and whispered. "Now that Ai has given us so many different kinds, we can only ask a professional for help."

Xiaolan's doubts were somewhat relieved; wasn't the medicine obtained from Mika Central Hospital last time?

Let's find a professional this time...

"organize?"

Xiaolan suddenly realized, "That autographed photo, could it be that's the main purpose?"

Ying Sheng shook his head: "No, it's not. Using the organization's drugs to deal with themselves sounds good, but there will always be some unnecessary risks. The professional I'm talking about is someone I want to work with."

"Oh, so you have a goal?"

"Of course not. These kinds of people need to be carefully examined. I'm not in a hurry to interrogate them tonight. Let's take it slow and keep the fish alive for now. As for Ai, we've been through so much already, she shouldn't be so impatient as to be unable to wait."

"Hmm... how about finding our direction?"

"Direction..." Ying Sheng thought for a moment, "It has to be the kind of people who are greedy and lustful, who can be bought off with money; or the kind who are full of bitterness and resentment, who have no will to live. We can try to develop them into our long-term partners."

Xiaolan pondered for a while after hearing this, then shook her head: "I'm sorry, I rarely see a doctor. I didn't expect someone like this. I will definitely pay more attention in the future."

Ying Sheng sighed softly, "I'm about the same. I'll ask the nurses at the hospital later."

At 8:23 p.m., the two arrived at Beika Central Hospital. Ran went to the ward to visit Kogoro Mouri and showed him the photos, while Hotaru found Ms. Keiko, the nurse on duty, at the nurses' station. Before he could even speak, he was scolded.

The night before last, after everything was finished, she called Ying Sheng, only to find that his phone was switched off.

Ying Sheng racked his brains for a moment before remembering that he had an invitation to meet her that night. He quickly apologized and got back to the main topic, but ended up getting nowhere.

After the last incident where two doctors were killed, this hospital holds at least two meetings a day to rectify its work style, and now all the doctors are very well-behaved.

Helpless, Ying Sheng ended up accidentally sneaking into the anesthesiology department.

As a result of the previous theft, surveillance cameras were installed outside the drug storage room, which made him very unhappy.

Damn it, where has the trust between people gone?

Last time, it was clearly Eto Katsumi who stole the goods himself, so was it really necessary to be so cautious?

Frustrated, Ying Sheng wandered around outside for a while, checked the route, and finally could only shake his head and listlessly head to the third inpatient building.

Xiaolan must have been suspicious of him before. If there is another theft by chance, wouldn't he be admitting it without being asked?

Let's go see Kudo, since we're already here.

Two minutes later, Ying Sheng knocked on the door of ward 413. After waiting for two seconds, the door opened from the inside, revealing a small blond-haired figure.

Ying Sheng's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak when he saw the blond-haired boy tremble all over, quickly run behind Shinichi Kudo's hospital bed, sit properly, and bury his head deeply, almost shrinking his whole body behind Shinichi Kudo.

Shinichi Kudo, lying on his hospital bed, looked at Hotaru with a furrowed brow: "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, hey, that's too much! Can't I even show you some concern?" Ying Sheng walked to the bedside and put down the fruit basket she had just bought downstairs. "Did you hear the noise from next door? Mr. Mori must have been screaming with excitement."

Shinichi Kudo raised an eyebrow: "Uncle Mori called for Miss Yoko, telling Ran to quickly give him the photo. What did you two do before?"

"Ran and I visited Mr. Mori's favorite artist, TV star Yoko Okino, and got a few autographed photos." Hotaru sat by the window, picked up an apple from the fruit basket and started peeling it. "See? This is definitely more useful than just keeping you company."

Shinichi Kudo remained silent for a few moments, then gradually slumped down: "I'm sorry about this afternoon."

"There's no need to apologize to me. Just apologize to Xiaolan later."

Ying Sheng smiled and said, "I quite admire someone with such a strong sense of justice as you, though sometimes you seem a bit stubborn. Now you can tell me, what was Mr. Mori's reaction when you caught him in the act for the second time?"

“At first he was a little terrified, then he gave up on treatment and wouldn’t respond no matter what I said. He was like a dead pig that doesn’t care about boiling water.” Shinichi Kudo sighed. “That’s why I think your method is completely unworkable and will only turn him into a cripple.”

"It's just that the degree wasn't high enough. If you hadn't stopped me in the first place, things would have been settled by now."

"...Your method is too unorthodox."

"As long as it works, that's fine. Who told him to keep repeating his mistakes? He keeps saying he loves Attorney Fei, but he won't even change some of his bad habits for her. Tsk, such empty promises are something even a scumbag like me despises."

Shinichi Kudo was speechless.

Ying Sheng glanced at him, then turned her gaze to what was behind him: "Hey, Zhongdao, what do you mean by this? I'm going to get angry."

Kenta Nakamichi shuddered again, and instead of saying anything, he lowered his head even further.

Ying Sheng frowned slightly: "What, does Miss Hope not meet your expectations? Just say what you want to say, don't be so hesitant and indecisive, it's not straightforward at all, you're like a resentful old woman."

Shinichi Kudo also turned his head to look and saw Kenta Nakamichi finally slowly raise his head, his face full of grievance, his lips moving but he couldn't say a word.

Shinichi Kudo sighed softly and turned to look at Hotaru: "Who exactly is this Miss Nozomi you introduced to Nakamichi? Mr. Mazo, who accompanied Nakamichi to play with her... uh... has already been hospitalized."

"Mr. Mazo?"

Ying Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Who is this?"

Could it be that guy from the brewery? Didn't he get shot by Ran with a Uzi? How can that be related to Hope?

"Sigh, see for yourself."

Shinichi Kudo handed over a cell phone. When Hotaru opened the screen, it showed the photo: a tall figure lying on a hospital bed, with bandages covering all four limbs and his face wrapped in gauze, except for a cleft chin.

Hey, it really is this person.

Ying Sheng gasped, "Are there any other photos?"

"Just flip to the next page," said Shinichi Kudo.

Ying Sheng flipped through the photos, and the main subject was still that person, but the angle had changed slightly. In the fourth photo, Ying Sheng finally found what she was looking for.

On the next hospital bed, a strand of silver hair.

confirmed.

The only person who would dare take such a photo in this hospital room is probably vodka. Considering that he seemed to be in a pretty good mood this afternoon, Gin is probably out of danger.

That doesn't make sense. Are people in a distillery really that valuable? Do they have some kind of life-saving potion?

Ying Sheng estimated that even without magic, the brewery's years of research into life sciences and medical technology would make it absolutely world-class.

It's practically snatching people from the jaws of death!

No, next time I encounter these people, I have to shoot them three times in the head, otherwise it's not safe.

Hotaru looked at Kenta Nakamichi, and seeing his face on the verge of tears, shook his head in disappointment.

"Sigh, is this all you've got?"

Kenta Nakamichi and Shinichi Kudo were both stunned. No, what do you mean? That woman can treat people like this without any scruples. Shouldn't a normal person be terrified and stay away as soon as possible?

Only to this extent...

So you think that love requires sacrificing your life for it? That's so twisted!

Seeing that the two of them were looking at him strangely, Hotaru shook his head in disappointment and looked at Shinichi Kudo: "You're supposed to be a famous detective, the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department. Are you so heartbroken that even your observation skills have declined?"

Ying Sheng flipped back to the first photo on her phone and showed it to the two stunned people: "You were talking about discipline before, right? Look closely at the details. Is there any discipline that only injures the face and limbs, but not the most vital parts?"

The most critical part?

hiss--!

There?!!!

Kenta Nakamichi and Shinichi Kudo belatedly realized what was happening, gasped, and felt a sudden tightness in their backs.

Ying Sheng chuckled: "Get to the point, OK?"

Kenta and his companion felt deeply humiliated, but under the disdainful gaze of their senior, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and continue to ponder.

Shinichi Kudo was the first to realize: "You mean, his injury wasn't caused by that kind of thing at all. This person just didn't want Nakamichi to be alone with Miss Nozomi while he was injured, so he sent this kind of email to intimidate Nakamichi?"

Bang bang bang bang——!

Ying Sheng applauded him and gave him a thumbs up: "No wonder you're a famous detective."

Ying Sheng looked at Nakamichi Kenta, whose eyes had been rekindled with hope and who seemed to have come back to life: "This kind of thing is actually very easy to verify. Why don't we just have them confront each other on the phone? Sigh, you didn't even have the courage to do that before, Nakamichi. I'm really disappointed in you."

"Big brother! Give me another chance, I'll call right now!"

Kenta Nakamichi finally spoke, his tone excited. He grabbed his own phone and borrowed Shinichi Kudo's phone, dialing Nozomi Hanae and Tequila's numbers respectively. The calls were connected around the same time, but neither of them spoke.