Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 251 Shirley Shrunk
Click, he turned the lock with the key inserted in the lock hole, pushed the door open and walked in.

The dry bread delivered at noon and evening was still on the plate, untouched.

"You want to starve yourself? That seems a bit difficult." Fu Jiang lit a cigarette and kicked the plate aside.

"Are you here to see my joke?" Shirley sat there with her head down without raising her head, her eyes were empty.

A dark gas chamber can make a person think too much in just a dozen hours.

Fu Jiang did not answer, and took out the stored food from the inventory.

Compared with dry bread without any taste, food with aroma is more likely to arouse the appetite of a person who is hungry for two meals.

Feeling the throbbing pain in her stomach, Shirley raised her head, "What do you want to do? You have no reason to please me."

"I miss the very beginning." Fu Jiang suddenly laughed lowly, his voice hoarse, "At that time, you regarded me as a psychopathic murderer."

"So you know?" Shirley snorted weakly.

"Of course I know that things about me can never escape my eyes and ears."

Fu Jiang squatted down and put the plate of delicious food in front of Shirley.

"You might as well think about it from this angle, maybe I just don't like killing a person who doesn't even have the strength to resist."

"After I finish eating, are you willing to give me a relief?" Shirley hooked the corners of her mouth weakly.

That's right, relief, for her, death is probably the best relief.

In the end, Fu Jiang standing here is also a good thing.

He's a villain, but not a disgusting one who wouldn't do something to her that would make her sick at the end.

If it ends like this, maybe she still has time to go with her sister.

Even if one is going to heaven and the other is going to hell, at least they can walk together before the road forks.

She raised her dusty right hand, grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth, eating very slowly.

Although her abdomen was convulsed with hunger, she really had no appetite.

After eating, she gently leaned against the cold and hard wall behind.

"Before you kill me, I want to ask one more question."

"Say." Fu Jiang's mouth parted.

He had to admit that Shirley was a very interesting person. If he didn't have a lot of emotional ups and downs after rebirth, then he might be amused by Shirley.

"That day, you gave me a whole day's vacation, and you took me and my sister to the aquarium, the dolphin show in the amusement park, and you dragged me to the stage."

As Xue Li spoke, she fell into memories, and there was a little gleam in her eyes.

It took a few minutes for her to pick up the conversation, "At that time, what were you thinking?"

"It would be great if it was like that every day." Fu Jiang raised his chin slightly, "Entertainment and tasks are balanced. I was really in a good mood that day. Thank you, Shirley."

"That's good, that's good." Shirley's mouth curled up, her eyelids drooped, tears slid down her cheeks, and she quietly waited for death to come.

Perhaps for her trapped in the organization, this is the best ending she should have.

Her older sister is monitored by the organization, and for her sister's safety, she can only develop drugs for the organization without stopping.

And her sister, in order to prevent her from being harmed by the organization, could only perform tasks for the organization unconditionally.

This relationship was wrong from the beginning.

Her status in the organization is higher than most people, but also lower than most people.

Because in the eyes of many people, she is not even a member of the organization.

It is also destined to end up in this end, sooner or later.

During this time, she discovered that she didn't hate Grabar, she hated the organization.

Grabar is also just someone who does what she tells her to do, because Grabar is not as omnipotent as he claims to be.

But there's no way around that, who makes people always get used to angering those around them.

She used to regard Grabar as the closest and most trusted person besides her sister.

How ridiculous, the time the two spend together may not have exceeded 24 hours.

While waiting quietly, she did not wait for her own death.

She felt a hand as cold as a corpse lift her palm and put something in it.

Shirley opened her eyes again and looked at the capsule in her palm, "It's too strange for you to let the medicine I researched with my own hands end my life."

"Hobby? No, no, it's not a hobby." Fu Jiang pressed his bowler hat, "Are you starting to doubt my ability, and think that I'm not as omnipotent as I said?"

"Oh, how can there be omnipotent people in this world, it's too ridiculous." Shirley hooked the corners of her lips without smiling.

What's even more ridiculous is that she actually believed it before.

"It's not ridiculous, maybe we can make a bet." Fu Jiang stared down at the capsule in her hand, "Maybe after you eat it, you won't die like me."

"That's impossible." Shirley closed her eyes and shook her head.

How could she not know how dangerous the medicine she invented was?
Although this is not poison, what is the difference between it and poison?
So far, there are only two cases of eating it but not dying.

One example is Shinichi Kudo, who may or may not have gotten smaller.

Another example is Fu Jiang who did not respond.

There was no one else, and there were so few examples that she couldn't even find a reason for being immune to the drug.

It seems that compared to physique and luck, this is more like the privilege of some lucky people who are selected.

"If you are not dead, it means that I have changed my fate, and it is proof that I am omnipotent."

Fu Jiang leaned against the iron gate, "Don't you think so?"

"Okay, if I'm not dead, Grabar, who is omnipotent, I hope you can revive my sister."

Shirley felt that she might be crazy, and she could still tell jokes before she died.

"Okay, we have made an agreement, you can always trust me, this time I didn't lie."

Fu Jiang suddenly thought of something before turning around and going out, "Also, don't eat it within two days, I need to get rid of the suspicion."

Two days is an imprecise number. In the pitch-black gas chamber, the concept of time will become blurred.

As long as Shirley can make a general judgment, it will be fine.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll eat it just to get revenge?" Shirley raised the capsule to her mouth.

"That's your choice, and I respect your decision." Fu Jiang opened the door of the gas chamber, and a faint light shot into the dim room.

"Why." Shirley tried not to let her voice choke, and brought a crying sound.

Even now, he still respects her and is willing to give her relief.

She does not want to be close to good people, nor is she afraid of bad people, but she is afraid of weird people who stand on the edge of the two, vaguely.

"I've said it many times, and I don't like repeating the same thing."

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth pulled to the sides, "So I'll change the words this time, Shirley, you really look alike, like my sister who never existed from the beginning to the end."

With a bang, the iron door closed heavily.

Fu Jiang walked towards the underground parking lot with his pocket in his pocket.

He really didn't lie this time, he was telling the truth.

The story also begins with the manga, Detective Conan, which was "voluntarily presented" to him by his kind and big friend when he was a child.

At that time, he still remembered the content of that comic, the murder in the blue castle.

At that time, he didn't understand the concept of comics and protagonists, and he only regarded it as a story that actually happened.

When he saw the little boy wearing glasses who looked smarter than him disappear, he anticipated the crisis that would happen next.

He substituted himself into the spectacle kid who had the most space, and for the first time, he felt a sense of tension that he had never felt in reality.

Fictitious predicaments are always more hopeless and helpless than real ones.

When he saw the blood of the boy with glasses, he knew that "he" was dead, and then he put himself into other imps.

Just like that, watching those children scatter and fall into death time and time again.

In the end, only Haibara and Ayumi were left.

It's ridiculous, because he was already panicked at the time and wanted to escape, so instead of substituting the calmer Haibara, he was substituting Ayumi.

Say the sentence in Huiyuan, "You hide in the grass there. If I haven't come out after counting [-] seconds, then you run away. If you can escape to the driveway in the forest, good luck, maybe you can rescued. '

Then when he turned around and walked into the dark tower without hesitation, the young and innocent him was shocked.

How could anyone in this world be willing to sacrifice their lives for others?

It would be great if he had a sister like Hui Yuan.

He read the book there, then threw it into the burning fire, rushed into the darkness, and prayed to the Satan who might exist.

I wish I could travel to Conan's world.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiang couldn't help but miss himself when he was young and innocent.

If it was my childhood self who traveled here, Ken would stand by Shirley without hesitation.

But now. Although he still has a similar idea, that idea has become:
It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it can act as a human shield in front of me when it is dangerous, so that I can find a chance to complete the counter-kill.

Of course, this does not prevent Fu Jiang, who has changed too much, from giving Shirley a little more preferential treatment.

While thinking, he had already returned to the underground car park, got into his luxury car and drove away from the pharmaceutical company.

Ding, as expected of you, don't you have any human desires?

The notification sound of mission failure did not sound unexpectedly.

Tomie glanced at the taskbar.

Shirley's love line sub-task (T teaching line) has failed.

Tsk, I suggest that the system not send such tasks in the future, he has no interest in the plot of this book.

But speaking of it, since the system will release this kind of task, it means that Shirley does have a tendency to Stockholm syndrome.

Vodka does not deceive me, you can always trust the knowledge of highly educated people.

Keeping Shirley in the dark room for too long can easily cause psychological problems.

Next, Fu Jiang stayed at home doing nothing for two days, which happened to be Wednesday and Sunday.

Fu Jiang accompanied Chengshi to bring the car out, and changed the usual way to accompany him to do housework for half an hour.

Suddenly, a notification sounded for the release of the task.

Fu Jiang frowned and looked at the clock.

It was exactly 48 hours since the last time I talked to Shirley, and the difference was less than 5 minutes.

Shirley wouldn't count the time one by one, and then take the medicine A, right?

(End of this chapter)