Acting Tips for Conan World

The nurse looked at the one-centimeter-deep wound on the back of Conan's neck in shock, and quickly took him to the office to treat the wound.

She frowned and carefully cleaned the area around the wound. After applying medicine, she wrapped the bandage around Conan's neck several times and bandaged it. "How dare you operate on such a young child...Are you injured anywhere else?"

After being reminded by the nurse, Conan realized that his whole body was in pain. He cried out in pain and pretended to be pitiful, "My arm was stepped on by the bad guy. It hurts..."

Hey, I always feel like someone is looking at him like trash?

Conan looked around and saw that his girlfriend, who used to be so gentle that she would cry with worry when she saw him injured, was now wiping her hair with empty eyes as if she was thinking about something. She didn't show any worry when she heard that he was injured... Something was wrong, really wrong!

While he was being taken to the filming by the nurse, he kept looking back at his girlfriend pitifully. Mouri Ran had a towel hanging around her neck, and although she followed Conan the whole time, she did not react to Conan's behavior of playing with pity.

"Fractured left arm, soft tissue contusion on right arm...what the hell."

The imaging doctor frowned and couldn't help cursing, "How did this happen?"

Mao Lilan took the film and looked at it. "Sorry, I have to go out for a while and come back soon."

The doctor looked at the nurse and said, "Isn't this adult too unreliable?"

"She's still a high school student... Hey, look, she

Is your hair flying?"

//

"Where are the people? Are they all dead?"

The police who arrived late were a little dumbfounded when they saw the bloodstains on the ground that had not yet been washed into the sewer by the rain, and the human-shaped dent at the corner.

The Okinawa police leader kicked the police officers who were standing there stupidly, not knowing what to do. "Those with cameras, take pictures of the scene first. Everyone else, follow me to search nearby!"

The high school detective Shinichi Kudo from Tokyo called to report this incident no more than 20 minutes ago. In 20 minutes, even if the criminal had killed someone, he wouldn't have been able to hide the body, right?

The police spread out and searched along the surrounding streets. After they were all gone, the bushes in the green belt suddenly moved and stretched out a hand.

"damn it……"

Benshan climbed out of the green belt, panting.

It doesn’t matter. Although it’s too late to go back to the airport now, he can find a hotel, wash up, use his mobile phone to notify the pick-up person that he has left the airport, and then go directly to the studio!

Even if that little monster didn't die, what would it matter? If he encouraged his fans to defend him based on the fact that he and Nose were good friends and there was no way they could hurt him, then due to public opinion and the lack of evidence, even if he was forcibly prosecuted by the police, the court would drop the charges due to insufficient evidence.

Never mind… Damn it.

Damn it! ...

Fortunately, that guy didn't tie him up, and just took Noshi and the others away. Tsk, he had to leave here quickly...

Benshan had just climbed out of the green belt and hadn't even taken a breath to rest when he suddenly felt stiff.

A pair of pink boots appeared silently in front of him.

Chapter 446: Ze Lan's Revenge

The Okinawa police were the last to arrive.

There was no other way, as the base in Okinawa was the farthest from here. However, he had immediately notified the police headquarters in Okinawa and asked them to go to the scene immediately.

So when the police at the scene called to tell him that the criminal and the victim had disappeared, he really wanted to curse.

Slippery roads in rainy days?

Isn't it a good time to speed up when there's no one around on rainy days?

Calculate the time from the time I called to urge them to now... It's less than 10 kilometers, but it took 15 minutes to get there. Isn't this a waste?

After parking the car on the side of the road, he slammed the car shut, not caring whether some overly dedicated traffic police would come to such a remote place to give him a ticket on a rainy day. He quickly ran to the scene and planned to observe the traces at the scene again.

Although the police who came here also took relevant photos of him, the police's observation skills... well, no comment. There will definitely be some omissions anyway.

As someone who has received professional public security training, he will definitely find more clues, even if the scene is still being washed by rain...?

The police officer looked at the man lying on the ground like a scoundrel 10 meters away, and his brain was stuck... What the hell? This is called no clues?

Isn't this person lying in the middle of the road?

He ran over and turned the man lying on the ground over.

That’s right, this is the retired professional baseball player criminal Motoyama that Kudo Shinichi mentioned on the phone.

His face still had a very terrified expression, and he fainted with his eyes half open. The police officer was so frightened that he thought he was dead, and he tried for a long time before he could feel his weak breathing.

"What's going on? Was it done by Kudo Shinichi? I've never heard of that high school detective in Tokyo being capable of this."

I was wondering where the victim had gone and whether he was okay.

But in any case, the public security officer still took out handcuffs from his pocket and wanted to handcuff the prisoner first to prevent him from escaping.

He grabbed the prisoner's arm and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the feel. "Flat, flat?"

The public security officer simply examined the body of the deceased... no, the surviving criminal Motoyama.

His left arm was shattered and the joint felt as if it had been stepped on by an elephant; his right arm was bent 30 degrees in the opposite direction and Mr. Gong felt the pain just by looking at it.

I don’t know who drew a big turtle on the back of my neck with a sharp branch.

The police officer couldn't help but sigh, "Hiss~ This seems to be a bit of excessive self-defense. If they are caught, they will definitely be sued for excessive self-defense by the prisoner's family."

I just hope that guy won't be stupid enough to come out and admit that he did it.

Harboring a crime? How can this be considered harboring a crime? It's just that he is not capable enough to find a brave man to do what is right.

It's better than arriving too late and causing the child that Nose and Kudo Shinichi mentioned on the phone to be killed by the criminal.

What worries him even more now is that this prisoner will not die here!

After discovering Benshan's injuries, Mr. Gongan didn't dare to touch him. He drove his car over and put Benshan on the floor of the back seat - not because he was afraid of dirt or anything, he was really worried that if he put Benshan on the seat, with Gongan's driving habits, he might accidentally encounter a red light and subconsciously slam on the brakes, and Benshan would roll to the ground!

He didn't even dare to drive to a farther hospital, so he drove for five minutes to the nearby Karasuma Private Hospital.

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Because Conan's left arm injury was so serious, the doctor prescribed painkillers for Conan and asked the nurse to get them.

Before the nurse came in with the medicine, Mao Lilan came back from outside the hospital.

The nurse asked, "Where were you for these two minutes? When a child is injured, he needs an adult to accompany him!"

Mao Lilan nodded meekly, "It's my fault. I just called my father and told him about Conan's injury. As soon as my father knew about it, he immediately hung up the phone and said he would come over, so I came back."

The nurse's expression suddenly eased a lot. Because Mao Lilan was a high school student and didn't have much money, the hospital first paid for Conan and his friends' medical expenses. If they were evaded, she would probably have to pay for many days' wages.

"Why is your hair wet again?"

"…I made the call in the rain. I wanted to give myself a warning, to warn myself not to be so careless as to let Conan go out to play alone next time." Ran Mouri drooped her eyelids, looking pitiful.

She is still a child too.

The nurse thought of her daughter at home and her expression softened. She took a towel and wiped Xiaolan's head, especially the pointed horns on her head.

Wow, a pointy corner can actually hold water, just like a cactus in the desert. After squeezing out a bunch of water, it's still wet.

It seems that there is no way to squeeze out the water without some powerful force!!!

The nurse's eyes suddenly became sharp. She took the towel and rubbed the corners back and forth!

Mao Lilan bent her fingers, but ultimately did not stop the nurse's actions.

Click!

The nurse took the hair dryer and blew Mao Lilan's hair again, making the corners of her head ripple slightly.

The next second, tears flowed down like a waterfall, "Is Conan's hand really okay? It looks so painful... What about Nose, is the wound on your stomach really okay? Can it really be healed?"

The nurse was at a loss.

Why are there so many questions all of a sudden? It would be better to keep being cool like before!

After giving Conan painkillers, the doctor put a splint on him. "Children's skin is delicate, so it's best not to use plaster. Keep the splint for about two months and then you can remove it."

Two months!

For these two months, I can't play football or games. Isn't it inconvenient for me to think or live in daily life? !

Never mind. It doesn't matter. As long as I can save Mr. Nose...

Conan gritted his teeth, finally unable to avoid the question he had not dared to ask before, "Nose, is it true that you can never play professional baseball again?"

"No."

The doctor frowned, "Not only professional baseball, but even amateur baseball, even holding a water cup is no longer possible."

Conan had already had a premonition in his mind, but he finally gave up that hope after hearing the doctor's conclusion.

How should I tell Nose?

How should I face myself for not wanting to hurt Xiaolan and not asking her to come with me, which led to the complete failure of Mr. Nose's right hand?

The lights outside the operating room showing surgery suddenly went off.

The operation is over.

Chapter 447: There is always nothing you can do about stubborn people

Conan's heart was pounding with nervousness, and he didn't even notice that a group of doctors were running past in the aisle next to him, pushing an operating cart and shouting about comminuted fractures, internal bleeding, etc.

The door of the operating room opened, and the doctor walked out, took off his mask, and smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, the patient was brought in on time, the bleeding has stopped, and he is not in danger of death."

"What about the right hand?"

"……I regret."

Although he had expected this result, Conan was still dazed for a moment.

Although the doctor was not a baseball fan, he had heard of Nose's name in the past two days. He looked at the dazed boy in front of him, squatted down, patted his shoulder, and said, "The anesthetic will wear off in two hours. Stay with the patient for a while."

//

Conan stood outside the door for a long time before knocking.

"Come in." Mr. Nose's weak voice came from inside the door.

The sunlight at one o'clock in the afternoon was really bright, shining through the window into the ward. Mr. Nose was lying on the bed, and he smiled brightly, "You saved me, right?"

"Do not."

Conan sat down on the bed. "My sister found out that I hadn't been home for a long time, so she came to find me and knocked down Motoyama... I didn't do anything."

"What do you mean you didn't do anything... It was because of your delay that your sister was able to come. I'm still breathing here, with my eyes open, and talking to you happily, which means you're already very powerful!"

No. 20 was flipping through his script sadly. Yes, the identity card that was cut by Motoyama Ichiro in the script was saved by Conan.

Fortunately, he didn't have many scenes to begin with... Last night he had a scene where he answered a phone call, today he was stabbed while jogging, and then it was just lying dead, lying dead, and lying dead again.

You shouldn't end up in a dark room.

Conan looked at his bandaged arm and lowered his head. "But your hand... can no longer play baseball. If you play one more game, you can break the record and leave a mark in Japanese baseball history."

A great touch of colour! "

A good man like Mr. Nose shouldn't—

"I'm not a good person, kid."

No. 20 looked at Conan's guilty expression and decisively revealed, "The reason why Benshan wanted to kill me was because I was jealous of Benshan's talent and specifically told him that [you have a bad habit when pitching], which led to him paying too much attention to his heading movements, which led to him pitching too hard and retiring due to injury at the end of the season."

Conan opened his eyes wide, "Mr. Nose? Yesterday you clearly..."

"Disillusioned?"

Number 20 smiled and said, "Little guy, you may not understand that human nature is complicated. It is impossible to be completely good or completely evil."

"I save people because according to my moral standards, I encounter this thing, I can do this thing, so I should do it. But I am not a saint. When I encounter something that makes me sad, frustrated, and frustrated, the raging anger. I am really afraid of myself."

"By the time I realized it, I had already said those sinful words to Benshan."

Conan listened quietly.

"When I was running and saw Motoyama, who was supposed to be on the plane, suddenly appeared in front of me and waited for me, I already had a premonition of what he was going to do. How should I put it... After doing that, I was very uneasy, but when I saw him take out a knife from his pocket, I felt much more at ease."

No. 20 started from the background that the ID card was an ordinary person who was confused for a moment, and gradually analyzed the thoughts of the ID card under this psychological background, while making up stories for Conan.

"I am afraid but I am ready to face this death. If you hadn't come out to save me, I probably wouldn't have resisted. Does it sound too hypocritical to worry that he would kill you and thus have a strong desire to survive?"

No. 20 smiled lightly, "I deserve to lose this qualification forever when I was just one step away from breaking the record... When I just woke up, I was worried that you would suffer for saving a bad guy like me. Now that I know your right hand is broken, I feel much more at ease."