MTL - COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew-Chapter 43 Experiment on organization

"I'll take you to the research institute of the organization, put on a hood before getting off the car, and don't let anyone see your face."

In the car, Gin threw a dark hood to Tsushima Shuji and said.

"Remember to hide the bandages on your neck and hands so that Shirley can't see them." Gin added.

"Hey, the sister of that outer member." Tsushima Shuji rested his chin in one hand and looked out of the car window.

"That guy, can't be trusted." Jin Jiu said coldly.

"After all, that Rye got into the organization through her~, her identity has long been targeted, so when will the traces be erased?" Tsushima Shuji asked casually.

"Come on, give her hope first, and then let her despair." Jin Jiu smiled like an idiot.

"Why do you laugh like an idiot when you mention the person you want to kill." Tsushima Shuji complained expressionlessly.

"The heavier the killing intent, the more idiot." He added silently.

"Especially the FBI, don't you think his name is worthy of his name? Is the killing intent still so heavy?"

Gin twitched the corners of his mouth.

"You're talking too much nonsense, Kaa, don't learn from that woman in Belmod."

He restrained his smirk full of murderous idiots.

"Here, put on your hood." said coldly.

Tsushima Shuji didn't refute either, he put a hood on himself silently, and let Gin take his collar away.

Tsushima Shuji: For the sake of medicine, I can endure.

He was taken to a laboratory by Gin without seeing anything.

I didn't meet anyone along the way.

"Turn off the monitoring of this laboratory." Gin stood in the room and said.

"Verifying permission... Permission passed... closing... closed..." The mechanical female voice stated expressionlessly.

"I wish you a happy use." Seriously, make good use of the emotionless mechanical voice.

"Take off the hood." Gin said.

So Shuji Tsushima took off his headgear and stood in the laboratory. He saw five subjects wearing silver-white restraint rings on all four limbs and necks, and wearing pure white clothes with numbers printed on them.

"They are all experiment failures. They should have been sent for destruction today. Since you proposed, let them use it again." Gin looked at the group of experimenters without emotion.

"Hey..." Tsushima Shuji sighed meaninglessly.

Then, towards Gin, he confidently stretched out his hand.

"What about the medicine?"

A tin box fell into his palm.

When he opened it, he saw a row of red and white capsules inside.

"You also heard that if you don't eat it, you will be sent to be destroyed. If you eat it, you may survive..." He threw the iron box up and down and said to the experimental subjects.

"Sa, decide, do you want to die calmly? Or... take a gamble?"

"State in advance that if you survive after taking this medicine, you can say goodbye to your identity as an experimental subject." The boy's tone was leisurely, as if he was not doing experiments on living people.

In the end, the five subjects in front of them all took the pills.

Two of them persevered for ten minutes and then died, and the third and fourth persevered for twenty minutes and their eyes widened unwillingly, like dead goldfish rolling their eyes.

The fifth one persisted for half an hour. When Tsushima Shuji felt that he had the highest probability of surviving, he crouched down beside him to observe, but his breathing became weak.

Then the breathing became lighter and lighter, and finally lost the breath.

"All dead." It was really boring.

The moment Shuji Tsushima stood up, the hem of his clothes was firmly grabbed by a hand.

The vodka on the side was so frightened that she took two steps back. Gin immediately drew a gun and prepared to break the subject's head, but was stopped by Shuji Tsushima.

The man who had lost his breathing and heartbeat just now was panting heavily at the moment, and the veins in his hand that was pulling at the hem of his clothes burst out.

Tsushima Shuji crouched down again.

"Oh, I survived." He looked at the other person's bloodshot eyes and said.

A living adult, in front of the three members of the organization, turned into the size of a primary school student.

"Isn't this starting to get interesting?"

"Experimental subject D3762..."

"Very good, from now on, you are the outer member of my team." Tsushima Shuji stroked the other person's hair like a dog.

"You have to work hard to get a code name." The boy smiled and whispered meaningfully.

Then he stood up and mercilessly patted the other party's hand pulling the hem of his clothes.

"Send him to the training base of the outer members." He ordered Gin.

Behind him, the only surviving experimental subject stared fiercely at his back.

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"Now do you still think that the detective you gave APTX-4869 must be dead?" In the car, Shuji Tsushima asked sarcastically.

Gin fell silent.

Then he pulled out an idiot laugh full of killing intent.

"Then kill him again."

"You know where he is now, otherwise you wouldn't propose to do this experiment." Gin said firmly.

"I was discovered by you..." Tsushima Shuji said in surprise.

"However, he is an experimental subject that I am optimistic about, and don't you think that there are too many trash fish organized?" Tsushima Shuji said.

"I think that detective will definitely bring us more surprises." The young man smiled mysteriously.

Tsushima Shuji: After all, in the later period, almost all of the Red Fangs came to Kudo Shinichi's side, and it would be as good as possible to fight in one net.

Gin didn't refute and acquiesced to his decision.

"Remember to ask the people at the training camp to educate him. What I need is a trained dog, not a mad dog who doesn't understand anything." The boy said lightly.

"Understood, I'll let Vodka order them." Gin subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but stopped his movements abruptly~www.novelbuddy.com~ Tsk, having a kid on the side is trouble.

"Send me back~" Tsushima Shuji said weakly, paralyzed in the back seat.

Downstairs in the apartment, inside the black Porsche, Gin fell silent.

"Get out of the car." He said coldly.

Vodka peeked at Kaa in the back seat.

The other party seemed to have not heard from life or death, and slept very peacefully.

In the end, Gin got out of the car, opened the back door, and carried the other person into the apartment.

Amuro Toru, who was watching TV in the living room, heard a knock on the door.

In his heart, he was still wondering if Kaa lost his wallet and keys when he committed suicide on a whim?

He walked over to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, what he saw was the unchanging shape of gin.

And the other party's hand, holding... Kao?

Toru Amuro: Is this a failed suicide and was brought back?

As a result, the next second, a voice full of vitality sounded, dispelling his thoughts.

"Okay! Don't have the feeling of walking by yourself!" He cheered and slapped the gin and held his hand.

Toru Amuro, who knocked open the door, rushed in.

Then he stuck his head out and smiled brightly, and closed the door without hesitation.

Gin locked outside the door: The fist is hard.

"...Is this really good for him?" Amuro Toru showed some concern for him based on the humanitarianism of being a member of the organization.

"Do you want to invite him in to sit? Have a cup of tea? Chat?" The boy looked at him with a strange look.

An Shi made up the picture through his brain, and immediately got goosebumps.

"You're right," he said.

He doesn't want Gin to come in, so that guy just does his job honestly.

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