Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 452: Research on the Abyss (Part 2)

"The number of new cases in hospitals has increased, and experts predict that a new infectious disease may be spreading. The specific symptoms of infection with a new infectious disease include decreased resistance, feeling of foreign objects in the mouth and nose, difficulty breathing, coughing, and dark red spots on the body surface." The newspaper also mentioned that residents should raise their awareness of preventing infectious diseases, and included a series of hygiene tips such as "wash hands frequently and wear a mask."

It looked like an ordinary notice, warning residents to be careful about the infectious disease, but when he turned to the next page, Conan felt something was wrong.

This page actually states that a certain medical research institute has developed effective targeted drugs for new infectious diseases. These drugs have already been qualified for marketing, and they are intending to cooperate with major hospitals to promote these drugs that can save patients.

Conan scratched his head, puzzled. It had only been so long since the news of this infectious disease broke, and how could a research institute suddenly claim to have developed a vaccine? Furthermore, influenza-like diseases were often the most difficult to create vaccines for, as the flu virus mutated easily, rendering the original vaccine as useless as saline solution.

Then it is very likely that this research institute has been researching this kind of medicine for a long time. Because they received the news early and someone else gave them some suggestions later, they were able to develop an effective drug so quickly and promote it at this time.

Conan closed the newspaper with a look of resignation. This was probably some politician's election tactic. Perhaps the vaccine was effective, but only marginally. However, as long as one person recovered, the politician would stand up and claim it was all his credit, earning him a goodwill and votes.

What a low-level method! Conan sighed in his heart.

The next morning, Xiaolan brought the depressed Kogoro Maori to the Poirot Cafe downstairs for breakfast.

"Dad, don't be unhappy. There are new products on the shelves of Poirot Cafe recently. Let's try them first." Xiaolan comforted her old father who was depressed because he was banned from drinking and smoking.

Conan lay in front of the window of the store and watched the scene on the street. The number of people wearing masks increased significantly. He observed carefully and found that even though it was winter, some people were walking on the street wearing only short-sleeved shirts. The common feature of these people wearing short-sleeved shirts was that they all had irregular red spots on their arms.

In the Poirot Café, there was no busy figure of Toru Amuro, only Miss Kozuki was serving tea and water to the guests.

Conan, feeling vaguely uneasy, looked up and asked Miss Xiaozi: "Hey, Sister Xiaozi, where is Mr. Amuro? Why didn't he come to work today?"

"As for Mr. Amuro, he took a long vacation a few days ago, saying he had important work to do and couldn't get away." Miss Xiaozi sighed. "Mr. Amuro must be working so many jobs at once."

Conan's heart skipped a beat. Amuro Toru had actually taken such a long vacation. It was probably because the Black Organization was making some move, or perhaps the Public Security Bureau was making some major move. Either way, it was definitely extremely dangerous.

"I hope it's not related to this new infectious disease." Conan prayed silently in his heart.

At night, at the Maori Detective Agency, Xiaolan received a call from Kisaki Eri: "Xiaolan, is that guy okay? He was hit by a truck while saving a child. I didn't have time to see him then. How is he now?"

"Dad is still the same, but I have ordered him not to smoke or drink. After all, he just recovered from a serious injury and his body can't withstand such hardship." Xiaolan answered Kisaki Eri's question happily.

"Is that so? Then why not wait until he feels better and go to the hospital to get vaccinated against the latest infectious diseases to prevent illness. I've seen quite a few people in the law firm get those shots. After all, no one wants to have to give up their work because of a sudden illness."

"Okay, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaolan looked at Maori Kogoro, who had just returned from drinking after winning a lot of money playing mahjong, and held her forehead helplessly. Maori Kogoro was lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly, his sleeping posture was extremely ugly, and he was snoring.

"Oh, I wonder if that vaccine is really useful." Xiaolan covered Maori Kogoro with a blanket and went back to her room to rest. Before that, she also gave Conan some instructions. "Conan, in a few days, when Daddy's body recovers a little, let's go to the hospital to get vaccinated."

"Okay." Conan nodded and returned to his room.

After listening to the conversation between Xiaolan and Kisaki Eri, Conan thought for a moment: "Did Aunt Eri also get the vaccine? Then there's probably nothing wrong with the vaccine, at most the effect is a little worse. But Mr. Amuro is not in the Poirot Cafe today, which is still a little concerning..."

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's go to sleep first."

Conan closed his eyes, lay down on his bed, and slowly fell asleep.

Then he saw Darren suddenly appear in front of him.

Conan:? ? ?

"Darren, why are you here?" Conan got up from the bed and looked around, but found that it was dark around him and he could not see anything clearly.

"This is a dream. I borrowed the witch's power to come to you. Don't get that vaccine. It's an experimental drug used by the Black Organization!"

"What?" Conan was suddenly awakened from his sleep by the shocking news he received.

Darren in front of him disappeared like smoke and dust. Conan rubbed his eyes and found that he was still in bed, but it was already early morning.

"So, it was indeed Darren who reminded me through the dream just now?" Conan was a little annoyed. Why did he wake up so quickly? He had to fall asleep again quickly so that Darren could come back and tell him more news!

However, Conan's excited nerves held him back at this moment. He had no desire to sleep and could not fall asleep at all. No matter how he tossed and turned, covered his head with the quilt, buried his face in the pillow, or counted sheep in his mind, he could not fall asleep.

In this way, Conan kept doing various things to try to make himself fall asleep until the sky outside the window gradually turned pale.

It was dawn, but Conan still couldn't fall asleep, and there were even dark circles under his eyes.

Damn it! Conan pulled his hair, wondering why he woke up so quickly!

After getting up, Conan was still washing up when Xiaolan asked him if he didn't sleep well last night. Conan could only nod helplessly and said that he had a nightmare yesterday.

"Um, Sister Xiaolan, can we not get the vaccine?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that a mature kid like you, Conan, would be afraid of injections." Xiaolan covered her mouth and chuckled.

In order to stop Xiaolan from getting the vaccine, Conan could only admit that he was afraid of injections: "Yeah, injections really hurt. So, Xiaolan, can we not go, or go later? I want to prepare myself mentally..."

Seeing Conan suddenly start to act like a spoiled brat, Xiaolan agreed: "Okay, then we'll go in a few days. However, getting vaccinated after contracting an infectious disease will not be effective, so Conan, you have to quickly overcome your fear."

"Uh-huh."