Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

"She has been injected with many drugs, including anticoagulants and neurosuppressant drugs... In addition to being tortured, she should have been abused as a plaything. The recent wounds on her body are the best proof."

"This Miss Judy has been hypnotized... To put it simply, it is a way to destroy the other party's will from the spiritual level... Of course, if you obey the hypnotist subjectively, you will feel that you have fallen asleep during the hypnosis process. ...but if you resist, that's what happens."

"By the way, when I first received her yesterday, she basically didn't have the ability to act independently. You can simply understand that she was in a state of complete dementia at the time."

Hearing these words, Conan was a little dizzy.

But he still caught the key words:

Torture, sadism, hypnosis, dementia...

It's the work of the Black Organization!

Conan clenched his small hands tightly, and his eyes were blazing with anger.

The members of that organization caused Teacher Judy to become like this...it is an unforgivable crime!

wipe out!They must all be wiped out! !

"..."

Tianle looked at Conan, who was burning all over, and fell into thought.

Lord Lie asked him to properly disclose some news about the organization to this young man... Was it his way of revealing it?
Do you want to pour a basin of water on the child to calm down?
He looked at the pot in the corner connected to the leaking roof, and fell into second thought.

Fortunately, today's Conan is no longer the innocent and innocent detective Conan who has not been beaten by the society.

Today's Conan has been teased by his parents, deceived by the five-star group, and betrayed by revolutionary comrades...

It is not an exaggeration to say that Conan has now seen the warmth and coldness of human beings and the dangers of the world, and has a certain degree of immunity and resistance to many things, so after the short-term anger, he slowly regained his composure.

——Anyway, no matter how angry he is, he can't immediately drag out the people from the organization to hang him, so he might as well care more about the people in front of him and the current affairs.

such as……

Conan quickly glanced at Lie who was teasing the dog at the door, and turned his head quickly, "Mr. Tianle, I want to ask...well, Mr. Tianle, what are you doing with the basin of water?"

The latter who was caught calmly put the basin back, "It's nothing, I just want you to calm down."

Conan: "..."

Thank you, I already feel a chill behind my back.

Tianle turned her face away after putting down the basin, "What do you want to ask?"

"That..." Conan looked at Tianle, "Uncle Tianle, what did you do before?"

"Before?" Tianle fiddled with the crooked clock on the hidden door, raised her head, "What time do you mean?"

"Mr. Tianle, when you joined... uh, before Mr. Lin's organization?" Conan thought about his choice of words.

Tianle stopped what she was doing, thought for a moment, and replied:
"My family used to run a watch shop. After I came to Japan to study abroad, I sold the shop and the house. After graduation, I stayed at the school to teach. By the way, I opened this repair shop. I didn't do anything else. Work."

Conan was slightly taken aback.

This resume... sounds too normal.

"Then, what about after joining Mr. Lin's organization?"

"...fighting crime?"

Conan: "..."

For the Nth trial of the five-star group, Conan failed again.

but……

Tianle looked at Conan, then at the boss at the door making faces, pondered for a moment, and said slowly:
"Actually, our organization is a very extensive and powerful organization..."

"...Huh?" Conan moved his ears and raised his head.

This is... taking the initiative to give him information?
"Not only is it extensive, but also the atmosphere is harmonious and friendly?" Tianle's expression was a little unnatural, and her tone of voice was a little stiff... as if she was endorsing, "Our company has good benefits, provides multiple promotion channels, and adopts the principle of voluntary work , with a fixed salary and bonus every month..."

Conan: "..."

Why did Mr. Lin's mask gang get their minds on him? Hey! !
……

somewhere unknown.

In a dark environment.

The ferocious faces are illuminated by fluorescent lights, making them look particularly hideous in the dark...

"It must be him, I can't make a mistake!"

He let out a low growl at the computer screen.

No one knows his ostensible place of work, and only two people have the opportunity to get in touch with him in disguise...

But Chablis has disappeared, even died, so the only person left is——

"Gin!"

The ferocious face stared at the computer, "I will definitely find a way to send you to the execution platform!"

……

Organization, a small underground training ground.

Gin, who was fighting wits with the dummy simulated by the projection, sneezed.

Gin blew his nose, muttered "who's talking about me again", and at the same time raised the knife and cut the dummy's head in two without any hesitation.

"Too light..."

The configuration of this small training ground is indeed not as good as the big one. It is also a training dummy, but the one here is as light as foam.

It can be said that there is no touch.

After two rounds of practice, Gin felt a little bored, turned off the melee mode, changed the scene to a wilderness gunfight theme, and started a new round of the game...

Yes, this kind of simulation training, which is mainly provided for newcomers, is similar to playing games in Gin Jiu's eyes.

It's all virtual, nothing real.

Gin felt a little regretful and ran over nearby, it's really boring, why not find someone to fight... huh?Yeah, why doesn't he go find someone to fight?
I mourned for my brain for a second, and knocked on my head with gin, wondering if I was demented again.

"... Tsk, but it seems that I can't find anyone to fight."

Gin made a calculation.

I can't find my little friend. Now that the mobile phone signal is definitely located, he may also reveal the location of other people, and it is not convenient to call; the only ones in the organization that can make calls are Angostella and Anderburger. It's more powerful, and there is Grenz who has a little hypnotic ability. As long as the others don't come on stage with a machine gun, Gin will not be afraid.

But for some reason, Gin wouldn't treat them as beatings... no, dating objects.

"How about eating some junk food? Or go to an amusement park to pass the time?"

Gin, who has no mission, feels a little bit boring.

People are so strange. When you have a heavy task, you think that it would be nice to have nothing to do one day, but once you really have nothing to do, you will feel boring again.

After packing up his things and leaving the training base, Gin started to wander aimlessly in the street again.

Until he was almost at the edge of Shibuya District, he saw a large poster on a nearby shop:
'Libera's new product launch conference will officially open at 22:[-] pm on March [-]nd!Welcome new and old customers to experience and visit. '
"what?"

Gin opened his eyes slightly.

March 22...

Isn't that today?