Detectives of Detective World

Tang Ze glanced at Conan, feeling speechless at Conan's strong curiosity.

But he didn't say much more. Perhaps it was his unusual curiosity that led to the current Conan.

And to be honest, he was quite curious about what they were studying.

Although Kesouyan is also engaged in science-related work, it is more about tracing the essence of objects and restoring the truth.

Their biological research institute studies the human body and conducts research into unknown fields. The two directions are completely different.

After all, he and Conan are both very curious people. When encountering novel things, they always want to understand and make up for their fears.

"Okay, let's ask the doctor!" Conan agreed without hesitation when he heard Takahashi Naoko's invitation, and even smiled in a cute way.

Naoko Takahashi smiled slightly and immediately led everyone out of the ward and towards the research institute.

As soon as he entered the research institute, Tangze smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

In addition, there was a faint smell of blood in the dissecting room.

"Because you are making sure that I haven't disappeared after seven days."

If I were to complain about Xiaolan's character, I would have to chime in, but now the culprit of Mouri Daishichiro's "weak resistance to anesthetics" is obviously not me.

"Ah, yes, you should go back slowly." After hearing Qiang Yi's words, Da Lan quickly spoke in agreement.

Dalan asked out of curiosity when she saw her father's actions.

As if sensing everyone's suspicion, Naoko Takahashi said with respect in her tone: "You will use a microtome to slice the donor's body, and then observe my cell tissue.

Due to the anesthetic, Daichiro Mouri is still awake. Seeing this, the eight of them waited in the ward and started chatting.

That kind of intention must be surgery, who would know? "

But a drop of hot sweat dripping from her forehead still revealed the intensity of Xiaolan's heart at this moment.

The worst thing is that the anesthetic needle has been replaced with a new version of the anesthesia drug, and the resistance will probably be full long ago.

Akagawa Yumi said with a worried look on her face: "You even believe that your husband might have been killed by someone!"

"Heart, slices of heart..." Da Lan was frightened before hearing what Naoko Takahashi said: "Is it from an animal..."

The eight people looked at the small door of the ward in unison, wondering who would come to visit at that time.

Conan, who was standing next to Da Lan, reacted even more slowly. When Naoko Takahashi Kyouhu was born, he quickly lifted the glass bottle up with his hands.

Maori Daishichiro spoke in a serious and shameless manner, his face full of seriousness: "Madam, are you okay!?"

As they saw later, instead of putting slices of the heart under a slide and looking at them under a microscope.

"I'm really sorry." Dalan saw that she almost caused a small trouble and quickly apologized.

"Mrs. Akagawa?" Dalan looked at the hesitant Akagawa Yumi behind the ward door and asked curiously, "Is there nothing wrong with you coming?"

But you and I have been in contact for several days, so I didn't worry much, so I went to the restaurant I usually go to today to check out the situation.

Conan said with admiration on his face: "It must be said that the donors of the body probably took a lot of courage to make such a choice after they were alive."

Qiang Yi opened her mouth and said consolingly: "Take a deep breath, calm down, and explain in detail the cause and effect of the matter and how he realized that it was right."

While Mouri Daishichiro tore the suicide note in his hand into more pieces, he said angrily: "No one knows what will happen during the operation.

Naoko Takahashi shook her head and said apologetically: "It's you who should be right. You are used to doing experiments casually. Some safety products are stored in good condition for easy access during experiments."

"Really!?" Akagawa Yumi's eyes lit up when she heard Dalan's words, and she quickly begged Conan: "Please ask Conan to help you find your husband!"

"Maybe you can say something bad." Xiaolan on the side rolled her eyes when she heard Conan's words, looking like she didn't care at all.

"Come and take a look at this."

Seeing that Dalan still had a restrained expression on his face, Conan immediately smiled and said, "Thank you Dr. Gaoqiao for taking you to visit the laboratory. Counting the time, Dalan's father should wake up, so you can take your leave."

"Hasn't that kind of thing happened yet?" Da Lan had a look of surprise on her face before hearing what Maori Daishichiro said, thinking that there had never been such a big episode during the operation.

But before you asked the backstage of the hotel, you learned that I had never been to this hotel at all! "

"What a waste of time." Conan looked at Xiaolan with a happy face and smiled: "He was almost disfigured."

"Be careful, there are not many good medicines out there!"

Xiaolan on the side also had a look on her face, completely expecting that Mouri Daishichiro would not react so little.

Because that's a bottle of sulfuric acid!

Hearing what Mouri Daishichirou said, the eight people on the side were all shocked, thinking that the other party actually wrote a suicide note.

On the side, Xiaolan glanced at Mouri Daishichirou with a guilty look, and then looked at Conan, and immediately "the eyes are watching the nose, the nose is watching the heart" and she did not dare to participate in the conversation between the father and the man.

After all, Sonoko and others had not come to visit her before and after the operation. Logically speaking, no one should have come to visit her then.

And just when Dalan was complaining about her father, there was suddenly a knock on the small door of the ward.

In fact, the anesthetic needle invented by Dr. Ali has not been withdrawn yet.

"You remember that you are the famous detective "Sleeping Daishichiro", right?" Akagawa Yumi looked at Mouri Daishichiro with a smeared look on her eyebrows.

"What is just major surgery?"

"You originally thought I went out in a wheelchair, but this morning, your husband's wheelchair was found outside the front yard of the hospital!" Akagawa Yumi said with a worried expression.

"Let him organize the language first and explain the specific situation."

"Ah, Dad knew about the situation when he was still under anesthesia and comatose after the operation. It was like that..." After hearing this, Dalan hurriedly got off the bed and told the other party about his acquaintance with Akagawa Liang.

"Bad, you know it."

"Eh!?"

However, it will cause damage to the human body, but it cannot withstand such a low-frequency anesthesia.

"Anyway, something bad will happen."

"It's time to take care of yourself." Yananuma Motoko smiled and nodded, waving goodbye to everyone.

"Dad, what is he trying?"

When Yananuma Motoko left, everyone turned to look at Mouri Daishichiro under the hospital bed, only to find that the other party was tearing a piece of paper.

"The pulse and body temperature are both fine, and the operation was successful."

Before you started complaining about the pain, you learned from the doctors’ conversations that your body’s anesthetic resistance was weaker than others.

The bottle of sulfuric acid must have just fallen to the ground. I am afraid that several people standing nearby will be affected by the sputtered sulfuric acid.

After the three of them took turns, Xiaolan looked at the samples on the microscope slide and asked curiously.

Akagawa Yumi took a deep breath when she heard Conan's words, and then said with intense emotion: "Your husband is a writer. In the days after that, you always thought that your husband was because he didn't have two works." I haven’t finished writing yet, and I’m approaching the deadline.

Akagawa Yumi said: "Today you were busy helping me go to the editorial office to deliver a finished manuscript, so you didn't come to the hospital all day.

Because only one foot was injured, Mouri Daishichiro only stayed in the hospital for one night before being driven home by Conan to rest.

Although such a physique will not allow you to get confused more slowly when faced with good people using anesthetics, it will also allow you to use less anesthetics during the operation.

When he saw the label under the glass bottle, Conan's pupils shrank consciously and he understood why Takahashi Naoko was so relaxed.

As for the consequences of overuse, even if Meishi is very drug-resistant, the small number of "shots" still brings a certain degree of anesthesia resistance to Mouri Daishichiro's body.

Naoko Takahashi nodded and said: "And what you are studying now is the difference between abnormal cells and cancer cells. In the future, you may be able to delay the discovery of cancer cells and prevent the occurrence of cancer."

"But you still don't feel happy." Dalan covered her mouth when she said it and took two steps forward, but unconsciously bumped into the table in front of her.

"Thank you, doctor." Faced with Naoko Okohashi's bad intentions, Xiaolan showed her cuteness with a cute smile.

Seeing Dalan's movements, Naoko Takahashi exclaimed and immediately rushed towards the glass bottle, trying to avoid the glass bottle from falling.

However, Karasawa didn't make a fuss. After all, this was a biological laboratory, so it wasn't surprising that there would be biological samples.

A few villains are still bad. Our low body determines that even if we are injured, it will be under our legs, but Xiaolan is a college student.

For example, before you take the anesthesia, you originally thought something was going to happen, and all you need to do is get a good sleep and everything will be over.

A week passed in a blink of an eye. On that day, Qiang Yi drove Daishichiro Mori and others to the hospital for a check-up last time.

If the sulfuric acid fell and splashed, it would definitely hit Xiaolan's face.

Seeing that Akagawa Yumi's words were coherent, Dalan comforted him and said, "In addition to your father, Conan Criminal is a "famous criminal" of the Metropolitan Police Department, and he will definitely be able to help him find Mr. Akagawa."

After all, it must be a special anesthetic. The usage rate of Daishichiro Mouri is probably not a corpse, and Conan also arrested Xiaolan directly based on the pinholes on the opponent's neck.

Out of curiosity, Da Lan opened the door, and saw Akagawa Yumi, whom she had never met, standing at the small door.

"Suicide note." Although Mouri Daishichiro's expression was not embarrassing, he still pretended to be panicked and said.

"That's all for the retrogression of medicine."

"You really are this nameless Maori!"

I often do that, so you are used to it, and you don’t care when it’s over.

When Daishichiro Mouri gets off the operating table and finds that the anesthesia is effective, he will probably die of pain directly under the operating table. By then, this suicide note will definitely be used...

"Who is his husband..." Mouri Daishichiro looked at Akagawa Yumi and said hesitantly.

"Yes, it's human."

Naoko Takahashi came to a microscope and smiled, extending her hand to indicate.

Seeing Conan lifting the sulfuric acid, Naoko Takahashi who came from the side breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put away the sulfuric acid bottles.

"So that's it, Mr. Akagawa, the great love novelist?" Mouri Daishichiro pondered: "I heard from Dalan that Mr. Akagawa's legs were broken in a car accident. Logically speaking, he should have run far away."

"Haha, I'm going to be shocked if I say it. Those are slices of human heart." Naoko Takahashi showed a meaningful smile.

"It's just a major fracture surgery on the foot. Do you need that kind of thing?" Da Lan looked at her father in astonishment and asked.

What you can be sure of is not that when you came to the ward in the morning seven days later, your husband and I were not in the ward yet. "

"Thank you." After hearing the bad news brought by Yananuma Motoko, Dalan thanked him gratefully.

"Wrong!"

Conan on the side looked at Xiaolan who felt guilty, and was about to laugh to death in his heart.

"Wrong."

Naoko Takahashi also knew that what had just happened had made the boy behind her a little less restrained, so she didn’t hesitate to touch Qiang Yi’s head first and said with a smile: “If Meishi still wants to visit, he is welcome to come back at any time. "

"Detective Mori, your husband and I almost disappeared in seven days!" Akagawa Yumi looked anxious.

"Wait a minute, why are you using such ambiguous words as "a difference is a small amount"?" Conan stopped Yumi Akagawa and said.

Who would have thought that just after the operation, you would feel like someone was cutting your leg with a knife, and there was no serious stinging pain.

Under the shaking tabletop, a glass bottle swayed and fell over.

That kind of observation is like seeing the real heart. "

Everyone left the research room before saying goodbye to Naoko Takahashi, and returned to the ward where Daishichiro Mouri was.

We all voluntarily donate our bodies in the hope that our bodies can develop to cure diseases.

We are all small people, because few people give up on donating their bodies just by hearing about your research process. "

"It has something to do with it. It's his first time coming to the research room, so he knows that those things are also abnormal."

Even though Karasawa didn't activate his sense of smell, his sensitive sense of smell still allowed him to smell the smell that filled the research room.

Before Kudo Shinichi became Xiaolan, considering that Xiaolan would need Mouri Daishichiro to stand behind the stage to solve the case, Dr. Agasa also changed the issue of drug resistance, minimizing the cumulative use effect. Side effects of drug resistance.

"You're just leaving them here~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then he found his husband's wheelchair and thought something was wrong with me, right?" Conan said after hearing this.

"He first calmed down and explained the cause and effect vaguely."

Naoko Takahashi shook her head and said sternly: "But for his good deeds, those are the remains of donors obtained through official channels.

After a busy examination, Yananuma Motoko came to the ward, looked at the examination report below and said with a smile.

After the anesthesia wore off, Mouri Daishichiro became confused.

Bad luck is just spread under the clothes, bad luck is built into the skin and it is not catastrophic destruction.

Yes, what you may have to consider after that is the issue of resistance.

"Big heart!"

So I sneaked out of the hospital and went to the hotel where I went to write my manuscript to concentrate on writing...