It is very heavy and looks very hard, but it is not as crystal clear as a diamond. Instead, if you look carefully with your eyes, you will find that it seems like a fog-like breath inside it, vaguely, swaying and shaking with the halo.

It gives people the illusion that this stone is more like a container carrying a certain energy.

Now there is no time to study it, Okara took off his black robe. He had already made preparations. After retracting the surface of his clothes, although he was naked, he was wearing the hospital's hospital gown and pants below his waist.

It was preserved after he traveled back to the giant world.

Throwing the black robe into the trash can, Okata rewinds the bandage next to the sink to the part where the gunshot is heard. With the impression he has left before, he replicates his image when he left this world.

Looking in the mirror, I felt that there was nothing different.

He weighed the scepter in his hand, and Okaga's palm gently used force, and silver stone rolled down from the inlay position into the pocket of his pants.

It looks like a wooden stick that looks like a rolling pin, Okabaya can't walk out with it.

So like the black robe, I took it apart without any attention.

Some want to laugh. God knows that the king, who is a descendant of the royal family, knows whether he will throw the royal scepter into the trash can casually. Will he want to convict himself of death? And it is like putting a pan of oil.

Back at the hospital ward, Xiaolan and Conan looked at the magazines they borrowed from somewhere.

After Okata looked at them, he felt that his nerves could completely relax.

Like a patient, Yu Fang moved slowly and lay back on the hospital bed calmly.

"Cousin, your face is a little bad." Xiaolan looked at Okata who was lying on the hospital bed.

Okabaya knew that he was really similar to the patient now. He had consumed all the energy in his body through time. He couldn't do anything about it during this period. He had to wait obediently for cultivation.

"It's okay." Okabaya shook his head and smiled, "If you feel bored, go home. My gunshot wounds are not a big problem, so I won't mobilize many troops."

Xiaolan said angrily: "How can it work? Although the doctor said that he did not hit the vital point, it was gunfire after all. If no one was taken care of, it would be bad if the wound was torn."

"Don't worry, this is a hospital and a nurse." Okayama said lightly.

"Sister Xiaolan, my cousin is right." Conan stretched out his muscles and bones, as if he had sat in front of the hospital bed for too long.

Xiaolan glared at Conan, who no longer had any objections.

Looking at them, there was always a smile on Okata's face

The third day spent in the hospital bed.

Because Xiaolan was in school, she would not come until the afternoon. Kogoro Mouri was even more unlikely to give up the opportunity to work and drink, and ran to the hospital to accompany him.

So Okao used this period to study the silver stone in his pocket.

At noon, Officer Megumi carried the fruit basket and placed it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

He didn't take off his hat, looked at Okata whose complexion had already adjusted, and said with a smile: "Brother Okata, is there any problem with his injury?"

"Yeah." Okata nodded slightly. He bought a can of Xiaolan and handed Meguchi the coffee that had not been opened.

Megu seemed to be a little thirsty, opened the coffee and took a sip, before saying, "There is still no clue about your case. Whether it is the murderer or the deceased, they all seem to be a guy who has not registered any identity."

Upon hearing this, Okabaya looked at Memu and some thoughts flashed through his heart.

Alvin does not belong to this world and has no identity information at all. It would be strange if he could find it. As members of the Black Organization, Gin and Vodka have killed so many people but were able to enter and exit some public places freely without being wanted. Obviously, they have been tampered with their identities.

"Police Department, I will be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible to assist in investigating this case." Although it is awkward, there are some things that I still have to say.

Upon hearing this, Megu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are the injured now. If you don't have a good rest or recovery, don't talk to me, your superiors will not want to see a sick forensic doctor Okatsu at work. If you go to the police, Ikawa will take over all the autopsy work. Although you are not as effective as you, Brother Okatsu, you have accepted some small cases during this period."

When Megu mentioned Ikawa and his efficiency, although Okata did not show it, he felt warm in his heart for this trust and praise.

He is a forensic doctor and has gradually gained recognition from everyone. This is a sense of satisfaction that has never changed.

After Megu left, Okabaya took his cell phone.

From the contact person, I found a familiar name.

After a busy voice, a familiar voice came: "Okara."

"Shibo." Okabaya breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Shibo was still safe and was not implicated because he killed Gin and vodka.

I haven't contacted Shibao for two or three days, and it's in this world.

But I didn't know that a long time had passed in Okata's memory.

He was thinking about this voice. Although it was a long distance away, he felt the thoughts in his heart pouring into his eyes just through the receiver of his phone.

Okata was thinking about what he said.

But on the other side of the phone, a few simple words came.

"I miss you."

Shibo's voice was very low, but Ogata heard it very clearly.

This is not her speaking style

But the voice is not wrong. She is Miyano Shiho, the woman who is always cool and gives people a illusion of indifference.

Ogata held his cell phone and his heart beat fast.

"Yeah." He replied softly, and his eyes looked out the window of the ward.

"Shibo, I will go to find you in two days when I waited for me." Okabaya said gently.

Because he is in the hospital and is still in the recovery stage, otherwise he would go to the hospital and take a taxi to find her.

Shibo's voice responded from the other side of his phone: "Okata, just like me, don't have anything to do."

"Don't worry." Okabaya knew that she was worried that the black-clad organization would come to her.

In fact, Gin and the others have already found themselves

Garage, near the corner.

There was no camera, and the crime scene was hung with a blockade banner.

It is gloomy and although it is an underground parking lot, it makes people feel chill.

At this moment, a large terrifying black shadow slowly moved from the traces left by the pool of blood on the ground.
Chapter completed!