Chapter 311 Doctor Shirai
After a while, Dr. Shirai left the ward, and only Mori father and daughter and Conan were left in the room.

"The doctor Eto just now was a prophet." Ze Yu suddenly said: "If he is really dead, then the murderer must be Doctor Shirai."

"Why do you say that?" Conan asked curiously, a little puzzled.

Even Uncle Maori and Xiaolan cast curious glances at him, because they knew that Ze Yu would not do something without a purpose.

He must have his reasons for saying that.

"Do you know?" Ze Yu said with a smile, "Next month, the director of the surgical department of this hospital will retire due to age."

"There are only two candidates for the new dean, Dr. Shirai and Dr. Eto. So they are now in a hostile relationship. If one of them suddenly dies, it will be good news for the other."

"That's why, as you just saw, their relationship was terrible. If Dr. Eto died, it was Dr. Shirai who killed him."

"By the same token, if Dr. Shirai died, it was Dr. Eto who killed him."

"As long as you remember this, no matter what happens next, you can quickly identify the murderer."

After Ze Yu finished speaking, Conan fell into thought and nodded seriously: "I understand."

"Xiao Yu, don't think the two doctors are too sinister." Xiao Lan smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Even if it's for the dean's status, they won't attack each other, right?"

Unexpectedly, before Ze Yu could say anything, Uncle Maori replied: "No, it is very likely."

Uncle Maori showed a serious expression: "I have encountered too many cases like this."

"It is common among colleagues to attack their competitors in order to get a promotion."

"Not to mention, the two doctors are competing for the position of 'dean'."

What Uncle Maori means is that the greater the benefits of competition, the greater the probability that something bad will happen to your competitors.

After all, money has always been a motivating force since ancient times.

As long as the benefits are sufficient, many people have no bottom line.

"Huh? Is that so..." Xiaolan was stunned for a moment.

"That's great. Uncle Maori is not confused at all. He is a wise man." Ze Yu praised.

"That's..." Uncle Maori responded proudly at first, then he reacted and said through gritted teeth: "Wait, kid, who are you saying is confused?"

"Whoever responds is the one I'm talking about." Ze Yu smiled easily.

"You little bastard!" Uncle Maori snorted unhappily.

"I think what Xiaoyu said is right." Conan nodded in agreement and looked at Uncle Maori in surprise: "I never thought that Uncle Maori could have such a clear mind."

"Hmm?" Uncle Maori looked at Conan with ill intention.

If Ze Yu criticized him, he would not do anything, at most he would just feel unhappy.

But if the person criticizing Uncle Maori was Conan, he would not let this talkative kid off easily.

"Kid, you have no right to speak here! Get out of here!" Uncle Maori glared, shouted, and punched Conan who was standing beside the bed.

boom!
"Ouch!" Conan felt dizzy and fell to the ground, covering his head.

"Dad!" Xiaolan glared at Uncle Maori.

Seeing this, Ze Yu smiled slightly.

He suddenly discovered something.

That is, the curtains in the ward are green, and Xiaolan's clothes are also green, and the colors are exactly the same.

It looks like...

Ze Yu suddenly asked, "Sister Xiaolan, are your clothes cut from curtains?"

"Huh?" Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then compared the curtains with her clothes, her face gradually became gloomy. She shouted unhappily: "Xiaoyu!"

"Huh?" Ze Yu tilted his head innocently.

The serious atmosphere just now gradually disappeared amid everyone's noise.

.........

late at night.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, strong winds were blowing, and raindrops were rolling down, hitting the windows of the hospital.

"The rain outside is getting heavier." Xiaolan looked at the window and then pulled the curtains.

"Conan, it's time for us to go home." After saying this, Xiaolan looked at Ze Yu who was standing beside her.

"Xiaoyu, you have to go home too. Dr. Agasa is still waiting for you."

"I know." Ze Yu nodded slightly.

At this moment, Dr. Shirai opened the door of the ward and walked in: "I didn't disturb Mr. Maori's rest, did I?"

"It's okay, I haven't slept yet." Uncle Maori responded.

"That's good." Dr. Shirai walked in with a cup of coffee. "Although Mr. Maori can't drink alcohol, it shouldn't be a problem if he drinks some coffee."

"By the way, Mr. Maori, I'm very curious about the cases you handled. Can you tell me more?" Dr. Shirai said as he pulled open the curtains in the room.

Seeing this, Conan was stunned for a moment.

Xiaolan had just drawn the curtains, so why did Dr. Shirai open them as soon as he walked in?
Doesn't he know that it's raining outside?

Moreover, when I go to bed late at night without closing the curtains, I always feel strange.

Is this Dr. Shirai's habit?

Conan was a little confused.

"Speaking of the cases I solved, there are so many that I can't even begin to count them all..." Uncle Maori said proudly.

Dr. Shirai placed the coffee cup on the table, picked up the sugar solution beside him, tore open several packets, and poured them into the coffee.

He quietly acted as a spectator, listening to Uncle Maori bragging about the cases he had solved before.

Conan saw what Dr. Shirai was doing and grumbled in a low voice: "Why put sugar in coffee?"

"Putting sugar in coffee is a normal thing, right? What's so surprising about this?" Ze Yu looked at Conan with a strange expression: "Not putting sugar in coffee is the strangest thing, right?"

"No, original coffee is the best. Those with sugar in them are weird." Conan said righteously.

"You are the weird one!" Ze Yu retorted uncomfortably, "Those who drink original coffee are the weird ones!"

"Can I drink coffee without sugar?"

"Forget it, I won't argue with you." Conan shook his head helplessly and ended this meaningless topic.

.........

After a while, everyone left the ward, leaving only Uncle Maori, lying on the bed, snoring.

At this moment, the alarm clock suddenly rang.

I don’t know who set the alarm clock, but tonight, Dr. Shirai approached the table when he was delivering coffee.

Therefore, it is very likely that he set the alarm clock.

(End of this chapter)