Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

There are several operation rooms in the factory. Lancer and Conan took a look separately, but no one was there.

Today is not a weekend, nor is it a holiday. It is impossible for the factory to have a wave of work stoppages for no reason.

Then there is only one possibility.

After Lancer and Conan looked at each other in confusion, they simultaneously focused on the building directly to the north of the factory.

"This seems to be a laboratory."

"The...laboratory of a drug factory?"

"Are you scared?" Lancer raised his eyebrows and laughed at him, "There may be many animals used for research inside!"

Conan is not a real elementary school student, so of course this thing cannot scare him.

The young man's voice was lazily filled with contempt: "Rat, rabbit, frog...the subjects of experiments are nothing more than these. I think you are the one who is scared, right?"

I saw the smile on Lancer's face gradually fade.

"A boy living in an ivory tower..."

"The bottom line of human beings is endless. When you think that the evil you can imagine is the lowest limit, the humanity they show can always refresh your understanding again."

Lancer's words were thought-provoking, and Conan would always think of the simple and kind-hearted girl in his heart every time.

The detective profession is all about uncovering evil everywhere.

After the two people made up their minds, they walked into the largest building in the factory, the laboratory.

The door to the laboratory is locked from the inside, but because the factory is old, the lock used is also old-fashioned, and even Conan can borrow tools to pry it open.

Lancer watched his show quietly.

"Speaking of which, why don't you keep your gun here and let me pry the door open?"

Relying on the knowledge he had learned, Conan stretched the iron hook he found from the factory operation room through the crack in the door, and worked hard to pick up the padlock inside.

Lancer squatted aside, watching Conan in boredom as he tried to open the lock, while fooling him: "Because that gun can only be used once."

Listen to your nonsense.

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth, and then heard a click from the lock inside the door. The expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and then he wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

At this time, they suddenly heard a buzzing sound coming from outside, and both of them turned around.

As a result, I saw a camera mounted on a cart wandering around in the yard of the factory. The camera rotated mechanically from time to time, as if it was on patrol.

Conan's face changed drastically, "Oh no! It would be bad if he was seen!"

"Come in!"

Seeing the camera turning in their direction the next moment, the two of them slipped in through the crack of the open door, and then closed the door again.

Just after they hid in, the camera turned towards their original position. After scanning the empty doorway, it slowly started the four wheels of the trolley and continued to patrol the courtyard of the factory.

Two people, one large and one small, breathed a sigh of relief behind the door.

Conan asked: "Strange, why didn't you see this robot just now?"

"There seems to be space behind the factory. It should be bypassed from behind." After closing the door, Lancer turned around and planned to go in.

"Let's go."

The temperature in the laboratory was very low. After the two people came in, they felt chilly, as if the air conditioner was blowing on them.

After they walked through several rooms with experimental equipment, Conan couldn't help rubbing his arms with his hands and asked Lancer: "Uh... Brother Lancer, do you think it's cold here?" ?”

No matter what kind of experiment we are doing, the temperature here is a bit ridiculously low, right?

At first, I just felt a little cold, but now I feel cold. Even when I talk, I exhale obvious white breath.

Lancer frowned slightly, and when he put his hand on the next door, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

[System: The host triggers a temporary mission - to pass through the many obstacles set by the replica and prevent him from killing the hostages. The mission reward is...]

The key task before was not completed yet, and he had to confront this replica again, which made Lancer feel tired.

He retracted his hand, breathed into his palm, then turned the doorknob and stepped into the laboratory.

After taking a look, Lancer took another big step back and closed the door.

Conan asked in confusion: "Brother Lancer? What are you doing?"

Lancer took a deep breath, lowered his eyes and looked at Conan intently.

This look contained a lot of emotions, so complicated that Conan couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

As a result, the famous detective took the initiative into his own hands and kicked the door open stubbornly.

A chill that was even colder than outside came upon me.

Even though Conan was already wearing a thin sweater, he was still shocked by the scene he saw and felt chilled all over.

This laboratory room is equivalent to a cold storage room. There are two rows of obvious glass jars on the wall, with various tubes inserted outside. Although I can’t understand their function, I know that they must be something good. .

Because there were corpses soaked in the large rectangular glass jar.

This scene was horrifying enough, and Conan finally understood where Lancer's abnormal reaction just now came from.

When Conan's world view was repeatedly impacted, suddenly, his eyes were covered by a hand.

And he was hugged directly.

When Conan subconsciously wanted to struggle, he heard Lancer's deep voice ringing in his ears.

"Don't read it, you'll have nightmares at night after watching it."

The young man's hand was originally covering the back of the young man's hand, but after hearing his words, he hesitated and put it down.

The two simply ignored the weird and terrifying side of the laboratory. After walking through a long corridor, they came to a fork leading to different directions.

At this time, Lancer put Conan on the ground.

Conan looked up at him with complicated emotions and suddenly said: "Thank you."

The young man raised his eyebrows, his grimace showed some relief, and replied calmly: "You're welcome, detective."

Before making a decision, Conan couldn't help but express his inner doubts.

"Brother Lancer, since you and Gin are...boyfriends, then you should also be related to that organization, right?"

When the boy mentioned that organization, his voice suddenly dropped.

No matter from the tone or expression, he is the same Kudo Shinichi.

Lancer knelt down and looked at him levelly, pretending to be confused and asked instead: "I know quite a few gangs. Which organization are you talking about?"

As he moved, the necklace around his neck was swung out of the collar of his shirt.

The ring pendant hanging on the black necklace caught Edogawa Conan's attention.

His pupils dilated instantly after seeing the crow pattern on the ring, with a look of horror on his face.

[System: Just scare people~ You will suffer retribution in the future. 】