Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

Chapter 325: Time and Space Intertwined with Fate

"Bam—"

Apero pushed Shirakawa Qiu away, and with his other hand, he took out another pistol from his waist and pointed it at Shirakawa Qiu's head.

Baichuan Qiu came to his senses, quickly pushed open the evacuation door behind him, and nimbly slipped out through the gap, avoiding the bullets shot by Apero.

There were basically no people on this floor. There was only one light in the corridor that could illuminate the floor, and on the clean and shiny ground, a figure was reflected, stumbling forward.

"Host, host, are you okay? What happened to you just now?"

The system asked anxiously in Baichuan Qiu's mind, but Baichuan Qiu could not make any response. He just ran forward, numbly shuttling through this long and narrow corridor.

Slowly, his steps became slower and slower, his movements became more and more tired, as if his soul had fallen asleep...

——"Shirakawa Akane, where are you going?"

Baichuanqiu stopped and turned around suddenly——

The nurse holding the report came over, looking impatient: "Why did you run out again? How many times have I told you not to go out during curfew? Did you forget again?"

"I didn't." Baichuanqiu explained, "I just wanted to call my mother."

"There are rules for making phone calls. Who allowed you to do that?" The nurse strode forward and took Bai Chuanqiu's hand. "Come back with me."

"No, don't--" Baichuan Qiu struggled hard, but as a child, he could not break free from the adults' restraints and could only be dragged to the ward by the nurse.

Thinking of going back to that horrible place, the child couldn't help crying loudly: "No, I want my dad, I want my mom——"

"You'd better be quiet!" The nurse pulled him hard, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Your parents left you here because they don't want you anymore. You'd better be good and obedient, otherwise I will lock you up in a small room and make sure you don't have enough food every day."

"Woo-"

The child was crying, but under the pressure of the nurse, he could only cover his mouth.

Finally, he was dragged into a room by a nurse and thrown in.

"Click——"

The room was slammed shut, and the sound of a lock being locked could be heard.

"Please, don't leave me here alone—"

The child kept banging on the door. The young nurse stood at the door and rolled her eyes in disdain.

They have seen many patients like this. At the beginning, the family members took them very seriously and visited them every day. But later, they still ignored them and deliberately forgot about them in the hospital.

Tsk, those rich people have always been hypocritical.

But there is still an important step.

The young nurse pulled out her phone and called the doctor above her. "Hey, the child in Ward 32 is making a fuss again. I don't know how they managed to keep him under such supervision, but he actually escaped! If anything happens, how can we afford it?"

"Yeah, call me. I got it."

After finishing the call, the nurse put away her phone, looked at the child with pity, and said softly, "I don't believe that your family can tolerate you if you call and harass them every day in the future."

This is also their usual tactic. At the beginning, most parents will be very concerned about the patient's condition, but as long as their hospital harasses them more, saying that the patient is sick and wants to go home, and then let these family members go back and forth several times, then they basically will not come over on their own initiative and will hand over most of the power to the hospital.

——Then the hospital can do whatever it wants, right?

In the ward, the child gradually became tired of crying and sat helplessly in front of the door, sobbing with his head down.

But when he looked up again, it was suddenly bright outside.

A slightly older child poked his head out from outside, a smile on his face: "Brother, we are here to see you."

But what greeted him was not his brother's smile, but his brother's distorted curse: "Get out - all of you get out - you are all bad people! You all go to hell -"

"Oh, why is he sick again?" The doctor said embarrassedly, and then asked the nurse to go in and take care of him.

Bai Chuanyu's smile faded, and he became dejected. He walked to his adoptive parents listlessly, "Why doesn't my brother like me anymore?"

Baichuan Qiuhui touched Baichuan Yu's head sadly and soothed him softly: "Brother is just sick, it doesn't mean he doesn't like you."

Shirakawa Aie is a very beautiful and gentle woman. She is wearing a light white dress, which gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze just by looking at her. However, there is a bit of sadness and pain in her face.

Bai Chuan Zhengzhi hugged his wife's waist lovingly and whispered, "Don't be too sad, our son will be fine."

Shirakawa Ahui bit her lip and forced a smile: "Well, as long as we don't give up, he will definitely get better."

"Um..." The doctor walked out of the ward, "It's really hard for you to make another trip this time."

"It's okay, as long as Xiaoqiu is okay." Shirakawa Ahui said.

"It's like this," the doctor explained. "Because the patient often has attacks, he'll need this kind of treatment many times. You're not from the US, are you? It would be too tiring to constantly travel between two countries. Why don't you visit him at a fixed time?"

After he finished speaking, Baichuan Zhengzhi frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the doctor: "You mean to limit the number of times we can visit? You don't want us to come?"

The doctor broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't expected the father to be so perceptive. "No, that's not what I meant. It's just that the child needs a stable treatment environment after all. If you appear around him too often, he won't be able to adapt to the environment here, which will affect his treatment."

Baichuan Zhengzhi didn't say anything, but just looked at him coldly, as if he wanted to see through him, which made the doctor feel a chill down his spine.

"A Zheng." Shirakawa Aie shook Shirakawa Zhengzhi's arm.

It’s not that they don’t want to leave the child in Sakura, but this disease can only be best treated by a doctor in the United States, so they have no choice.

Shirakawa Masanori then set his sights on the ward. "I just want to say that we are different from other parents. We are here for one purpose only, and that is to treat my son. As for money and time, we can satisfy your hospital. But if you put other tricks on us, I can only ask the CIA to come and take a look."

After he finished speaking, he gently patted the doctor's shoulder and said, "You also understand our family situation. I think you also know that with my status, asking the CIA for help is just a piece of cake."

The U.S. CIA and the Sakura Special Investigation Department have always had a complex and controversial relationship. Because of this relationship, Shirakawa Masanori has had several cooperative exchanges with the CIA. It is very useful to borrow the other party's power at this time.

Sure enough, after hearing Baichuan Zhengzhi's words, the doctor's face turned pale. "I, I understand. I'm very sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Baichuan. We will take better care of Young Master Baichuan in the future."

"If he has any condition, you can tell us at any time. We will come to visit him from time to time. Thank you for your help, doctor." Baichuan said uprightly.

"I understand. Please rest assured."

The doctor bowed and apologized repeatedly, completely giving up those little thoughts.

After knocking on the doctor's door, Shirakawa Masanori and Shirakawa Akie walked to the door of the ward and looked at the people in the room quietly. The more emotional woman wiped her tears and whispered, "Xiao Qiu, you must be well. Mom will always be by your side."

Shirakawa Masanori said with a firm look in his eyes: "He will definitely get better."