Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

Izuru is really wondering why the BOSS chose him to be an undercover agent.

It has nothing to do with his lazy personality and not wanting to be the king of time management, but because he himself is not suitable to be an undercover agent.

Undercover agents are going to dig up the secrets of other organizations, but they shouldn't know too many secrets themselves - if they know too much information about the original organization, once they go against the water or get caught for interrogation, the consequences will be disastrous.

And Izerun, he is a mobile intelligence database of black organizations.

He knew more than the second-in-command rum and model worker gin who had not entered the laboratory. Even Belmod, who was also an experimental subject back then, might not be able to compare to him.

The information that the undercover agents of other intelligence agencies have tried so hard to obtain, for him, it is trouble that he wants to forget and cannot forget...

Izerun sighed and stared at Angstra in front of him, at his jet-black hair and crimson right eye.

"...[Mother body] Experimental body?" The little crow repeated blankly.

"Yes." Izuru sighed.

"Everyone in the Jing group has black hair and red eyes, and they live longer than normal people because you have a fixed genetic mutation..."

The organization wants to study immortality, and has cooperated with the Jing group a long time ago.

At first, it was to draw blood and send the body of a deceased person, but gradually the organization became dissatisfied, and they wanted to go further - they wanted to be younger, able to extract more things, a long-lived experimental subject.

At that time, the situation group was very powerful, and both financial and military power were comparable to the organization, so the organization could only secretly kidnap.

"In order to maintain the so-called pure blood, the most important network of the Jing group follows the very ignorant marriage tradition of the royal family in this country... Your grandfather was born by his right wife, and your uncle was born by a mistress. Although It is the second-in-line heir, but the status is very different, and the treatment is naturally different."

Angstra frowned: "So he took his brother..."

"Yeah, the Jing Group takes great care of the family's body, even the remains. If it wasn't for the inside and outside cooperation, your grandfather would not have been kidnapped."

The organization has obtained the purest heir of blood within the group, and that is the beginning of the human experiment program.

In the name of "the body that nurtures new things", they also called the unfortunate man whose physical and psychological gender were male as "mother".

"But what does this have to do with BOSS?" Angstra frowned.

"The boss wants to destroy the realm group, just to make a promise with your grandfather." Izaru sighed.

"—they were friends in the past, very good friends."

In order to obtain more experimental samples, the organization has set up laboratories in Asian, European, and African countries to conduct experiments on subjects of different genders, ages, and races in turn, and record different data.

Some of those experimental subjects are orphans, some are homeless, some are mentally ill, and some are tricked in...such as BOSS.

BOSS is a white French-American. He used to stay in an American laboratory, because the initial experiment was successful - the original hair color and pupil color changed under the drug, turning into the same black hair and red eyes as the members of the Jing group - was Fellows there transfer to Japan.

He can't speak Japanese, but can only speak English and French. Due to the language barrier, he can only communicate with a few people in the Japanese laboratory. He and Angstra's grandfather met at that time.

In that desperate situation, the two developed a friendship.

"Then is he still alive?" Angstra asked.

"...Your grandfather died thirteen years ago." Izerun said softly, "He died to cover the boss's escape from the laboratory."

As one of the experimental subjects, Izerun had met Angstra's grandfather with the same name as him.

The man who had been betrayed by his younger brother and had been a human experiment body for many years, still had a pair of sparkling eyes under the long-term torture. Sometimes in the same room as him, he would touch his head to comfort him and treat him. Smile.

He was a good man, good enough to give his only chance to escape to his friend Fenrir Crowe.

It's a pity that good people in the dark, whether they come in actively or passively, will not live long.

Izaru will never forget that night——

He lay on the familiar laboratory operating table, his hands and feet were immobilized by iron cuffs, and only his neck could move. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the man on the other bed who had lost his breath. Those magnificent red eyes would never open again.

At that time, Izerun, who was only thirteen years old, had no fear in his heart. He had been lying here too many times and had seen too many corpses. He quietly listened to the perverts around him discussing how to remove the organs of the [maternal body]. Transplanted to his match.

Just then, the alarm bell outside the corridor rang suddenly.

The metal door of the laboratory was roughly kicked open from the outside, flew up and smashed into a researcher, and Fenrir Crowe walked in.

Izerun was shocked by this change. He kept a fixed posture and looked at Fenrir Crow blankly. He also noticed his gaze and lowered his head to look at him.

When looking at those red eyes, Izaru seemed to be pushed into a bottomless abyss-he felt a greater fear than when he was first brought into the laboratory, and instantly realized this. Definitely not the man who escaped in the afternoon.

Especially this man who only speaks English and French, asked in fluent Japanese, "Are you okay?"

Yi Zerun nodded subconsciously, the man chuckled lightly, raised his hand to straighten his hair, and then squeezed the heavy iron cuffs with his bare hands until they were deformed and unscrewed, allowing him to regain his freedom.

With this movement, he saw the pinholes and scars on the man's forearm, which were traces from long-term human trials.

Completely different eyes and breath, suddenly become proficient in Japanese... but the body is still this body.

What happened to Fenrir Crowe? Could it be that he sold his soul to the devil during the few hours he had escaped? But he is a devout believer in God, and it is impossible to sell his soul to the devil... unless he is really desperate.

"Are you really Fenrir?" he asked.

The man chuckled: "Do you think I am?"

Izerun didn't speak, he sat up and watched the man in front of him walk to the other bed.

From his perspective, he can see the other party's expression, and he can swear by his natural excellent acting skills - it is definitely not the pain of seeing the death of a friend, it is more like a regret for missing something.

"Sorry, I misunderstood... You are willing to pay for your friends, I shouldn't think you are useless." He said this in Japanese.

"If I had chosen you then..."

Yi Zerun was frightened by the two sentences, and he didn't dare to think about the meaning of the two sentences.

The man turned his head, and the smile on his face had disappeared: "Where are the other victims of human experiments?"

"Everyone else is in room 2 or 3, I can take you there." Izaru quickly gave the answer and jumped off the ground, "Only Sharon is not there, she usually has tasks, but today she was scumbaged by her scumbag. ...cough, the leader of the organization was called away."

"Sharon?" the man repeated.

"Sharon Wynyard, Belmod's real name."

The man nodded, and Izerun took him out of the laboratory.

...

"Because the boss and my grandpa are friends, that's why he treats me so well?"

Izerun calmed down from his memories, and looked at Angstra: "It's not necessarily the reason... If you want to know, you can ask the boss."

Compared with the man who died thirteen years ago, Angstra is more like Fenrir Crow after a change of person - the master of the crows who killed his predecessor with **** means and ascended to the position of BOSS.

However, there are differences between them.

When Izarun first met Angstra seven years ago, he thought he had seen a miniature version of the BOSS; but now, seven years later, he can completely distinguish the two of them.

Their differences are getting bigger and bigger.

Yi Zerun took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time: "I have to go up first. If I don't go to the Maori family, they may come to me... Take care of this treasure hunter and live here honestly for the past two days."

Angstra nodded, and Izerun left the basement.

On returning to the first floor, he sent Belmode an email.

[Because the BOSS intends to fight the team in the next two years, I told Angstra about his grandfather. ——Jerez]

After posting, he put away his phone and walked quickly towards the rest area.

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Belmod woke up early in the morning, she thought that today is June 1, and she should give pocket money to Angstra, who is far away in Japan.

When Angstra was still in the United States, pocket money was once a month, and after he got the code name and went to France, it was once every two months.

The last time she gave him pocket money was at the beginning of April. He happily said that he would buy some more beautiful furniture and decorate the house very beautifully. He would invite her as a guest in the future, and he also said that he would introduce Panno to her. , she promised him with a smile on the phone.

Then a few days later, his home, his hard-earned furniture, and his partner were gone.

Although Angstra likes money, he doesn't stare at her for money. When he first returned to Japan, he was so poor that he didn't reach out to ask her for money. Gin sent her an email. The mockery on the surface was a reminder. She, she knew that her guardian members were so poor.

Belmod didn't understand in the past that his friend Yukiko Kudo would brag about the little things

Rewarding the child, she now understands this feeling a little bit.

If it wasn't for Angstra's special status, she would also have a little bit of desire to show off her children...

Belmod took out his phone, unlocked it, and saw the email from Jerez Brandy at first sight, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded immediately.

She has no ill will towards Angstra's unfortunate grandfather, just mentioning him will remind her of her origin and experience in the laboratory.

——She is the biological daughter of the former boss, but at the same time, she is also one of the experimental subjects in the human laboratory.

It may be because of too many sins. Several of her biological father's children died, and only she was raised safely. The American woman who gave birth to her got a sum of money. I don't know if she was alone and happy, or was dealt with by that heartless man.

As the only surviving child of her biological father, she did not receive the care she deserved. On the contrary, because the DNA similarity between her biological father and daughter is higher, once a new drug is developed, she will try the drug for her father first.

In the laboratory at that time, many people knew that she was the descendant of that scum, and they all hated her. There was only one man who took care of her like his own daughter, and became her guardian there.

That man is Fenrir Crowe, the current boss of the organization.

...It's ironic, her biological father regarded her as a tool, a man who was harmed by her biological father, but took care of her so patiently that she grew up, and even gave her the power to act recklessly in the organization after becoming a boss.

Unlike other experimental subjects, Belmod is a little bit "human rights", she left the laboratory when she was an adult, and only tried drugs after they came out.

She got the code name of "Belmode" and performed tasks for the organization and for the man to kill and set fire. Due to her appearance, most of her activities are in the United States and European countries~www.NovelMTL.com~ has raised a lot of FBI The detective's family.

After going to the United States, she quietly checked the information of Fenrir Crowe and knew that the other party did have a daughter named Chris Crowe who likes to play the violin.

The girl died of illness the second year he joined the organization. She was the same age as her, both blonde and blue-eyed.

Belmod guessed the reason why the boss was so good to her in the laboratory, and when he killed the scum and hugged her to comfort her that he would not experience those experiments in the future, he called "Chrissy", Not Belmod, let alone Sharon.

She didn't care about that, so when it came time to concoct a new identity for the sake of ageing, she didn't hesitate to use the name Chris Wynyard.

——"Belmode, is it really sad to be used as another person's stand-in?"

- "Yes... but some people, for some reason, will volunteer to be stand-ins."

Thinking of the exchange with Angstra in the past, Belmode breathed a sigh of relief.

She did see that man as the real father, so there was nothing wrong with being his daughter's substitute, she was willing.

Belmod remembered that Gin said that Angstra had successfully sniped the mayor of West Tama City and helped Curacao disguise and assassinated a councillor. He was in a good mood, happily ignored Gin and said yin and yang that she could retire. .

Although the boss said thirteen years ago that she could not perform tasks and stay in a safe place, she refused, and voluntarily went to touch the blood she resisted in the past-as a daughter, she should assist her father's cause.

Belmod gave Angstra a little extra money as a reward for a recent task he had done well, and sent an email.

【I have time this month and will come to Japan to see you. ——Verouth]