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

Chapter 191 The Purton Family's Attention

Baichuan Qiu walked out of the archive room, found a place to sit down, and began to think with his chin in his hand.

According to the clues provided by Kent, the original owner suffered from severe schizophrenia and antisocial personality disorder, accompanied by an extremely rare hyperthymesia.

It is worthy of being the Conan world, such a character actually exists, and he truly has all the buffs of a super criminal stacked up.

If the original owner were still alive, perhaps Baichuan Qiu would not be as cruel as him.

When Kent and Shirakawa Qiu talked about the past, they were still frightened.

Although he was not the original owner's attending physician and had never had direct contact with the original owner, he still knew something about the original owner's "reputation".

The original owner was very well-behaved when he was quiet, and even loved by many nurses because of his beautiful appearance. However, when he was sick, he was also extremely terrifying. He could even spend a long time planning and then murder anyone like a highly intelligent criminal.

——A little child actually planned a murder like a real murderer.

How not to panic.

In fact, it was almost successful.

It's absolutely terrible.

It was only then that Baichuan Qiu realized that the original owner had murdered his own brother.

That was what Mrs. Martha had told him before: the original owner's brother had been stabbed in the abdomen and was sent to the hospital for treatment.

No wonder the police returned empty-handed later, it turned out that the original mastermind was responsible for all this!

The system sighed: "Host, what do you think would have happened if the original owner had lived to this day?"

Bai Chuanqiu thought for a moment and pulled the corner of his mouth; "Anyway, it's not like me now."

He doesn't have schizophrenia, antisocial personality, or hyperthymesia. If it weren't for this damn plot revision and detective buff, his mental state would be very good.

He is just a lazy guy who even needs the system to help him record the list.

If he had hyperthymesia, perhaps the Detective Conan he watched as a child would not be as blurry as it is now, and he would have to wait every day for the system to pull out some plot from somewhere.

It makes people sad and cry when they hear it.

Baichuan Qiu and Baichuan Qiu seem to be two people on the same line of fate. One is born evil, and the other is evil acquired later in life, but they meet so miraculously in the same time and space.

How can it not be considered a kind of fate?

The system quietly expressed its sincerity: "Anyway, I still like the host better."

Baichuanqiu: "...There's really no need to say that."

He stood up from the ground and dusted himself off. "It's been so long since those events happened. Many things can no longer be verified. We rely entirely on other people's one-sided accounts. Perhaps the original owner has other secrets we don't know about. It's too early to draw conclusions about him now."

For example, the reporter Shunsuke Nakamaki was initially thought to be a brave man pursuing the truth, but in the end it was discovered that he was actually a selfish businessman.

Perhaps what they are seeing now is just the tip of the iceberg.

The system insisted: "The host is the best anyway!"

Baichuanqiu: "...Okay, I understand, I understand."

Baichuan Qiu walked around Mingde Hospital a few more times, but naturally found nothing.

The original owner really cleaned everything up very thoroughly, leaving no room for anyone to find any problems. No wonder those people came in several batches but found no evidence.

Walking out of the gate of Mingde Hospital, Baichuan Qiu sighed deeply.

It seems like this trip was in vain.

The system suggested: "How about the host ask Kent for clarification? At least find out the names of the original owner's parents."

Bai Chuanqiu was somewhat helpless: "Dr. Kent was not the original owner's attending physician. All his knowledge of the original owner came from gossip within the hospital. Everyone who had real contact with the original owner has long since died."

They were either burned to death by the fire or died in accidents in other places.

Only those who did not know the original owner barely survived.

This approach... is very similar to his style.

The thought that he was the original owner once again came to Baichuan Qiu's mind, but when he thought of what Dr. Kent said, Baichuan Qiu suppressed the thought.

He was very sure that he did not have the messy mental problems of the original owner. He was just himself, a completely different individual from the original owner.

The system noticed that Baichuan Qiu had stopped and asked with some confusion: "Host?"

Bai Chuanqiu came back to his senses, but his expression was still indifferent: "It's okay, let's go."

We've been out long enough, it's time to go back.

After all... there is still a lot to do.

meeting room.

"Baichuan is preparing to go back?" Zhu Fujingguang was a little surprised when he received the call.

"Well, after all, there's such a big cafe waiting for me. I'd better go back early so they won't be too busy."

Zhu Fujingguang still needed to stay here for a while. After hearing what Baichuanqiu said, he did not try to persuade him to stay: "When is the flight ticket? I'll give it to you."

"No need, I'm already at the airport." Bai Chuanqiu, carrying his small luggage, looked up at the sign in front of him and said, "I'll be boarding soon."

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed: "Your efficiency is too high."

Baichuan Qiu: "Don't blame me for not telling you in advance."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "How could this be possible?"

The black-haired man with cat-like eyes stood in front of the window, looking up at the blue sky outside, and said in a gentle tone: "See you then, Sakura, Shirakawa."

"See you Sakura."

Baichuan Qiu hung up the phone, took one last look at the airport entrance, and strode towards the boarding gate.

Just after the white-haired young man disappeared at the boarding gate, a bodyguard in a black suit lowered his head and called his employer.

Office of the Presidential Secretary.

The secretary, dressed in a professional women's suit, answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"The person you asked me to keep an eye on has already boarded a plane and left." The bodyguard whispered.

"Ok."

The secretary hung up the phone and another call came in.

"Hello, this is Mr. President's secretariat."

"Hello, can you help me make an appointment with Mr. President? When will he be available recently?"

"Hello, what can I do for you, Mr. President?"

"It's about the recent FBI's illegal search of the Clauson family. I think..."

"Okay, I've recorded it for you. I'll ask Mr. President for his approval first and then get back to you."

The secretary hung up the phone and walked steadily to the president's office in her high heels.

"Knock knock."

"Please come in."

Inside the office, sunlight streamed through the tall windows onto the thick carpet, and the secretary walked in silently on the carpet.

In the middle of the room, the man sat on a comfortable leather chair, raised his eyes slightly to look at the secretary who walked in, and put down the pen in his hand for signing.

"Sir, Mr. Bai, to whom you requested special attention, has already left by plane."

The man stroked the pen in his hand and nodded: "I understand."

As long as they don't do anything to their Purton family, then don't worry about it.

"In addition, there are several family members who want to see you. Here is their list." The secretary handed over the recorded list respectfully.

"Haha, about the Clauson family?" The man glanced at it casually and seemed to remember something. "Is that kid's visit this time also related to the Clauson family?"

"Yes, the FBI is primarily responsible for this matter. Do you need me to contact them for you, sir?"

The man thought for a moment, and finally said, "Just turn down those invitations. Don't worry about the Investigation Bureau. Let them do their best."

The secretary nodded, understanding what the president meant.

It seems that he is not helping either side, but in fact he is still on Mr. Bai's side.

Mr. Bai... is really a mysterious guy.