COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

In the laboratory, a young researcher with black hair, a gloomy aura, and a white coat led a team of researchers to conduct project experiments.

"How did Rat No. 27 react?" he asked coldly while standing in the laboratory.

"I couldn't bear the effects of the drug and my blood vessels all over my body burst and died." A researcher replied.

He looked much older than Junerik, but he was respectful to Junerik.

Because the other party is a genius, even in an organization where there is no shortage of geniuses.

Shirley and Junerik are two researchers who graduated together and received code names together. Junerik is one year younger than Shirley.

Both are leaders of independent research projects.

Shirley disappeared from the organization, and no one else was as talented as Junerik.

"If reducing the potency of the medicine doesn't work, let someone test the medicine." The gloomy young man ordered.

"Does the organization still have few experimental subjects? Not to mention the traitors and undercover agents caught by the organization, but there are quite a few experimental subjects that were purchased, right? Let the cleaners send a few over. Instead of using mice, just use people." Junerik's eyes were cold, and his voice was not cold enough for his age.

"Stop wasting time, interrupting several of my researches for this project left behind by Shirley..." he said with a frown.

This group of researchers were all researchers who had followed Shirley before. Most of the time, they used white mice for experiments. Only a few times they used test subjects, but people and mice are different.

"But many experimental subjects may die." A researcher said.

"It's also possible to use rhesus monkeys or cynomolgus monkeys..." he advised.

Although the organization's experimental subjects are not precious, they are not so carelessly wasted.

At least it needs to be made into something similar to a semi-finished product, and only then can it be used as a test subject to confirm the efficacy of the medicine.

Instead of using human lives from the beginning of the experiment.

Although those experimental subjects are not expensive to buy.

Some were sold by their families for hundreds or thousands of dollars.

Sent to various research laboratories of the organization through various channels.

"Okay." Junerik nodded.

"If there is no progress in the experiment within a month, replace it with someone else."

"It doesn't matter how many experimental subjects die," he said cruelly.

"I understand." The researcher who spoke nodded.

Without further ado, the laboratory was once again busy.

Junerik walked out of the laboratory and came to the silver-white corridor outside, and took out his mobile phone from his white coat.

[You who took the amnesia medicine should send some more to Chablis. New experimental subjects have been sent to him. ——cahors (Cahors)]

New experimental subject? Sent to the teacher?

Has Kaa found another fun toy?

Junerik thought so and walked towards Chablis' laboratory without stopping.

He was at the same base as Chablis' laboratory.

Shirley on the other.

However, with Shirley's disappearance, that research base was abandoned.

Even the researchers from the previous base were assigned to another base.

Chablis's laboratory usually does not allow others to enter, and neither does Junerique.

So he stood outside the door, waiting for the base's AI to notify Chablis.

He can only go in if Chablis is willing to let him in.

To break in is to seek death.

But it’s not certain whether Chablis could hear the announcement.

Once researchers get lost in their research, they ignore all the sounds around them.

Chablis is one of the best.

Junerik always tries his luck every time he comes here, and has been rejected several times.

But he wouldn't blame Chablis, after all, everyone... is used to it.

Fortunately, Chablis opened the door very promptly this time.

Junerik had only been standing outside for two minutes when the door opened.

"Teacher." He ignored the messy laboratory environment, raised his feet and stepped over the garbage piled on the ground without changing his face, and came to Chablis.

It would be more fun just to keep each other around.

If the other person really died, he would just go find that person and die together.

Although it is possible to lose memory and restart the game.

forget it.

Tsushima Shuji thought with tired eyes.

He didn't want to do it again.

If I think about it all, I will go completely crazy.

The man in a white suit over there seemed to have received the message, took out his mobile phone, and then bent down to pick up Edogawa Conan.

"I don't want to kill a righteous detective, but..."

"You really should learn to be careful, Detective-kun."

Being careless can lead to big trouble.

If it wasn't him this time, the detective would really be dead.

He carried Edogawa Conan and walked in one direction.

The crows squatting around also dispersed.

Shuji Tsushima curled his lips and put away his mobile phone.

"Hey, you're back." He raised his hand towards the door.

Of course, he was lying down with his hands raised.

"That Edogawa kid hasn't come back yet, and Miss Mori has already called the police." Detective Hakuba sat back on the bed with difficulty and shared the information he had gathered with Shuji Tsushima.

"It really makes people worry, Conan." Tsushima Shuji sighed with emotion.

"Do you think he is still alive?" Bai Ma Tan suddenly asked.

"Alive." Tsushima Shuji said in a slow voice.

"After all, White Crow kills so-called sinners, and righteous detectives are not among their target group." He said casually.

"Then why..." Baima Tan frowned.

Is Edogawa Conan back yet? It's impossible to get lost.

"But some small lessons are probably indispensable. Even I would feel disgusted when being chased by a dog." Shuji Tsushima said with a chuckle.

The detective chasing the white crow is no different from a dog.

"A little lesson?" Baima Tan's tone was thoughtful.

I always feel like it’s not a small lesson.

He lay back on the bed and thought.

Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded.

The whole hospital was suddenly lit up again.

"Is this...someone in need of first aid?" Baima inquired and sounded confused.

"In the hospital, such a movement at night should be nothing but first aid." Tsushima Shuji confirmed his guess.

Baima Tan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Thinking of the little lesson I mentioned before, the missing Edogawa Conan...

"Isn't it the kid who needs rescuing?" Bai Ma Tan asked with a frown.

Is Bai Ya so cruel to elementary school students?

"Tsushima-kun, Hakuba-kun, it's not good -" Mao Lilan opened the door of their ward at this moment.

"Conan, Conan..." She held a piece of paper tightly in her hand, her eyes filled with tears that could not help but flow out of worry.

Shuji Tsushima stared at her calmly, as if there was only nothingness in his eyes.

Is this what you call not wanting the other party to worry? Kudo Shinichi-senpai.

Whether it is Kudo Shinichi or Edogawa Conan, they all make Mao Lilan worried.

You haven't done anything you vowed to do.

I don’t want to make Mao Lilan cry, find the members of the organization, and destroy the organization...

Not a single thing was done.

What a travesty.

Tsushima Shuji raised the corners of his mouth silently.