Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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Following the map's location, Sano avoided the hospital's night shift staff and finally found Shirai Mitsuo.

...What's rather surprising is that this guy has already made his move. Apart from the gloves on his hands, there's a corpse with a short knife stuck in it lying at his feet.

The corpse was also wearing a white coat, so it must be... Eto Seiseki.

"Time is almost up."

Mitsuo Shirai glanced at his watch, pulled the corpse from the ground to the window, and made a stabbing motion from behind.

...Is this the "hallucination" that Kogoro Mouri saw?

Sano narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, watching Shirai Mitsuo "stab" someone while taking out his phone and talking to someone on the other end, seemingly communicating with someone.

Is this creating an alibi?

After hanging up the phone, Shirai Mitsuo threw aside the corpse, picked up a wooden stick that looked like a chicken leg, and hid behind the door.

Who are they waiting for this time?

Sano turned his gaze and vaguely heard a familiar voice cursing.

It's Kogoro Mouri.

Sano also hid, seemingly understanding what Shirai Mitsuo was trying to do.

The fake murder that lasted for several days was not to lower everyone's guard, but to shift the blame to Kogoro Mouri and frame him.

Wow, that's pretty bold.

However, he's rather short-sighted. There are so many useless people in the psychiatric ward, yet he chose Conan, this plague god, his future father-in-law.

A few seconds later, Kogoro Mouri, leaning on his cane, limped into the murder scene, and then Sano heard two muffled thuds, one after the other.

It must have been Kogoro Mouri who was knocked down.

Since that's the case, it's time for me to make my appearance.

Sano arrived at the room door and saw Shirai Mitsuo pulling on Mori Kogoro's hand to "grasp" the short sword stuck in Eto Shori's body.

"Bang bang."

Sano knocked on the door with his hammer of justice, like a guest visiting someone, knocking politely.

...Since justice is to be upheld, the hammer of justice must be used. On his way here, Sano casually borrowed it from the nurses' room... well, temporarily.

The sound of the knocking startled Shirai Mitsuo, who immediately looked up.

"Doctor, are you treating Detective Mori?"

Sano leaned over the other half of the closed door and asked.

Mitsuo Shirai looked at Sano's hospital gown, his gaze unconsciously locking onto the yellow bracelet on Sano's left wrist.

...illness bracelet.

This is something that many hospitals like to use. Although there have been clear international guidelines on this, most hospitals still prefer to follow their own habits.

Generally speaking, there are only two departments that use health monitoring bracelets.

One is the emergency department, which helps doctors distinguish the urgency of patients' conditions so that they can be treated in order.

Another one is psychiatry, or more accurately, psychotherapy, because hospitalized mental health patients also need to wear this device.

Patients in the cardiology department wear condition bracelets, which are for outsiders to see.

Inform others about the danger level of these patients so they don't fall into a trap and get accidentally injured by a sudden attack.

Among them, the red ones are the most dangerous, and they usually cannot leave the ward or even get out of bed.

Yellow is the second most dangerous color, representing danger, but not particularly dangerous.

Mentally ill patients with yellow wristbands are usually confined to those severely affected areas.

How did this guy get out of there??

Although he had some doubts, Shirai Mitsuo relaxed a little.

The reason why Shirai Mitsuo immediately concluded that Sano was not an emergency patient is simple: if someone is an emergency patient, the vast majority of them would be bedridden, especially someone with a yellow wristband that is second only to red.

When Sano saw that Shirai Mitsuo's expression had softened, and noticed that the other man's gaze swept over his bracelet, how could he not understand what the other man was thinking?

"You think that even if a mental patient witnessed a murder, their testimony wouldn't be valid, right?"

Hearing Sano's sarcasm, Shirai Mitsuo frowned. This guy, his thinking is still clear?

Because of Sano's initial... problem, Shirai Mitsuo thought that this guy was the type who was crazy, confused, and not thinking straight.

However, what the other party said just now was not without reason.

"Heh, that's right."

Mitsuo Shirai chuckled and stood up: "If you try to stop me from leaving, I can even pin the blame for this case on you and Kogoro Mouri. Two mentally ill people committing murder, who would think there's a problem?"

"Of course no one will think there's a problem, it's just..."

Sano pulled back and slowly pushed open the half-open door, his right hand wielding the hammer of justice: "Aren't you also overlooking a problem? Mentally ill people who commit murder can easily be acquitted."

Seeing the faint cold light in Sano's eyes, Shirai Mitsuo was first taken aback, and then a chill rose from behind him.

Could this guy... be trying to kill me?!

Mitsuo Shirai never imagined that he, who should have been the killer, would become another… a prey destined to become a killer.

Faced with a mentally ill person, Shirai Mitsuo certainly wouldn't think the other person was joking, and of course, as a fellow murderer, he shouldn't be afraid.

The problem now is that Kogoro Mouri must have already called the police on his way here, and Mitsuo Shirai doesn't have much time left. If Sano stops him like this, he might really be crippled.

Mitsuo Shirai looked at the wooden stick he had used to knock out Kogoro Mori, then at the hammer in Sano's hand. The difference was obvious, and with no other choice, he pulled out the knife stuck in Shori Eto's body.

"If you don't want to die, get out of my way!"

Seeing the fierce look in Shirai Mitsuo's eyes, Sano's lips curled up slightly.

According to the procedure, Sano no longer needs to stop Shirai Mitsuo. He can simply wait for the police to arrive, arrest him, and complete the mission.

Sano, who had been idle for two days, was also looking for some fun.

This is a rare decompression tool; how could I possibly let it go?

Sano's smile grew even brighter, and then he took a step forward, walking towards Shirai Mitsuo.

"Then let's go."

……

"what!!"

Several screams echoed from the hospital at night.

Under the watchful eyes of several patients and nurses who had run out to see what was going on, Shirai Mitsuo, knife in hand, screamed and ran past, glancing back every now and then.

Chapter 212, 211: Thirty-six stabs, only minor injuries?

His face was filled with terror; anyone who didn't know better would think he was being chased by some ferocious beast.

Sano, wearing a hospital gown, followed at a leisurely pace, neither too close nor too far behind, just hanging on at the back.

Every now and then, he would quicken his pace, sprint, and randomly select a spot on Shirai Mitsuo's body to deliver a blow, turning his screams of surprise into screams of agony.

Watching the two bickering and "flying" past, a nurse couldn't help but ask, "Should we call the police...?"

"Didn't we already call the police... even though the reasons were different on the two occasions?"

Conan, who had rushed to the place he thought would be in trouble but found nothing amiss, immediately realized something was really wrong and rushed back to find the body and the unconscious Kogoro Mouri. He caught up, panting.

"No, no, Zuo... that mentally ill person is actually a good person. That doctor killed someone; he was just doing a good deed!"

After shouting to the gossiping crowd to explain the situation, Conan continued his pursuit.

...I really didn't expect that Sano would actually get involved in this matter.

The reason Conan didn't continue discussing today's matter with Sano was because he knew that Sano's investigation style was a bit peculiar, and given his current special status, if things went wrong, it would be difficult to clean up the mess.

Besides, Sano is currently trapped in the psychiatric ward and can't come out at night... which is more like it. He shouldn't be able to help much, so Conan felt there was no need to tell him, to avoid causing trouble.

...although that was only "originally" and "should have been".

So how did this guy get out? Did he break the lock?

No, Conan has seen that lock; it shouldn't be able to be broken.

So you removed the door?

...That seems to fit Sano's style, but isn't this just making things more complicated?!

Conan frantically swung his short legs, begging, please don't cause any trouble...

Ahead, after Sano turned the corner, he discovered a figure in the corridor.

It was Asai Narumi, wearing a white lab coat.

Is this guy on the night shift too?

The surprise in Sano's eyes had barely surfaced when Shirai Mitsuo, who was in front of him, began brandishing his short sword and shouting, "Get out of my way if you don't want to die!!"

Looking at the scene before him, Asai Narumi, who happened to be going to the restroom, unconsciously frowned.

Although Asai Narumi had only recently joined Beika General Hospital, she already knew about Shirai Mitsuo and thought he was a very kind and good-natured person.

But why is the other person being chased by Shinichiro Sano with a hammer?

Time was short, and Asai Narumi didn't have time to think much. She only noticed the gloves on Shirai Mitsuo's hands and the bloodstained dagger.

As a criminal, Asai Narumi's first reaction was that the other person was also a criminal.

If that's the case, how can we just stand by and watch them run away?

Asai Narumi took a step forward and surprisingly took the initiative to meet Shirai Mitsuo.

Ok?

Both Sano and Shirai Mitsuo were taken aback by Asai Narumi's reaction, but the latter didn't have time to think too much.

Since you want to die, then go ahead and die!

Mitsuo Shirai is almost going crazy now.