Conan and I start the hell-level main line

After an unknown amount of time, Conan finally opened his drowsy eyelids with difficulty and tried to move his body, but found that he could not get anywhere. Conan was tied to a chair by this man.

Conan struggled desperately, but to no avail. Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Conan was terrified and alert. Suddenly, he remembered that he had been ambushed by Fu Huashi again. Oh, that was the second time.

Conan looked around and found that he should be in an abandoned warehouse. He should be in the innermost corner of the warehouse. The surroundings were very clean and there was nothing else except a few wooden boxes.

In the distance, Conan could vaguely see two men and one woman standing at the gate, talking. It was them! Since it was very quiet around him, Conan could barely hear their conversation.

"Has that kid woke up?" Natsume Xing heard Conan's slight movements, looked at Conan who was pretending to sleep in the corner, and winked at Kudo Yusaku and the others.

Yukiko understood and said, "Not yet. He should still be asleep."

"What the hell did you do? You actually let that brat run away, and he even followed you to the place where you were doing the transaction. If I hadn't been worried and come to check it out, he would have messed up the transaction that we organized!"

"I'm sorry, Lady Fu Huashi, this is our fault." Yukiko lowered her head, and her perfect acting skills showed her most genuine apology.

"How is the transaction partner? Have you made him take the new poison developed by the organization, Hennessy?" Natsume Xing looked at Kudo Yusaku and said lightly.

Hey, Hennessy, I'm borrowing your name temporarily, and I won't compensate you.

Conan was listening carefully from a distance. Is the man wearing the mask Hennessy? The woman next to him must be the Baileys the big man mentioned.

"He took it, and just as I expected, he died."

"Really? After all, that kid is one of the very few special experimental subjects."

Kudo Yusaku looked back at Conan, took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Conan. Conan was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. Is he going to die?

"Stop, Hennessy! The organization has ordered that he be brought back to the organization for research." Natsume Xing said coldly.

Kudo Yusaku glared at him and took back the gun. "Alright, I accept the organization's order. Baileys, get ready, knock that brat unconscious again and take him back."

"My mission is not yet completed. Don't let me down again, Hennessy!" Natsume Xing turned around and looked at Kudo Yusaku with eyes that were as cold as a thousand years of ice. It seemed as if there were knives in his eyes that could cut their souls into pieces at any time.

"Got it." Kudo Yusaku crossed his arms and looked at Natsume Hoshi who was leaving. Natsume-kun's acting just now was so realistic, as if he were actually there.

(Natsume Hoshi: No, I was just venting my dislike for Hennessy, and I accidentally brought it in)

"As for this little kid, knock him out quickly and take him away." Kudo Yusaku said, looking at Conan who was not moving over there.

Conan was silent, sweating coldly. He couldn't panic. There must be something around that could untie the rope. He had to look for it quickly!

Conan keenly noticed that there was a rusty nail sticking out of a wooden box next to him. He decided to take a chance!

Before the two of them noticed, Conan slowly moved to the box and rubbed the rope against the nail, determined to break it!

Huahuahua - the rope is loose, great, the nail is very sharp and can be broken by grinding.

Kudo Yusaku also noticed the situation here and shouted, "He is untying him, stop him!"

Yukiko rushed forward, and at this time Conan cut the rope, broke free, jumped onto the box, and climbed to the second floor of the warehouse.

"Don't even think about running!" Kudo Yusaku quickly ran up to the second floor and raised his gun.

Conan smiled, turned on the BUG artifact, the foot strength enhancing shoes, and kicked an empty discarded paint can on the second floor towards Kudo Yusaku.

The paint can that broke through the airflow rushed straight towards Kudo Yusaku. Kudo Yusaku was shocked and fell down quickly. The paint can hit the wall, making a deafening metal collision sound.

Conan hurried over and ran towards the stairs. At this time, Kudo Yusaku threw the other paint cans at Conan.

Conan dodged in a hurry, but was still hit by a paint can. Conan hit the wall and coughed in pain.

(What a scene of loving father and filial son)

Conan looked at Yukiko who was going upstairs, and without saying a word, he stepped on the railing and slid down, flipped over Yukiko and landed steadily.

Kudo Yusaku: This operation is absolutely amazing.

Conan looked at them with hatred, and without saying a word, he quickly ran out of the warehouse.

Kudo Yusaku came up to Yukiko and said with lingering fear: "Shinichi's skills are indeed much better, but if you are hit by the paint can he kicked out, you will either die or be injured."

"Yes, but, as Natsume-san said, what he needs right now is this kind of desperate training."

"Dr. Agasa should be ready. Next, it will be Shinichi's escape training." Kudo Yusaku nodded and chased out with Yukiko.

At the same time, Natsume Xing, who was wandering in the maze of containers, was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice. He was too familiar with this voice, like the familiarity imprinted in his DNA, the familiarity of unforgettable painful memories.

"Fu Huashi, why are you still here?" A man with dark circles under his eyes and wearing a black jacket said slowly not far away.

Natsume Xing was shocked and blushed. No way, it can't be such a coincidence. Even if I win the lottery, it can't be such a coincidence. It's Hennessy (the real dark circle version)

Natsume Xing was in a daze, with a mechanical posture, and asked stiffly: "Xuan, Master Hennessy, why are you here too?"

Wow, is this real Hennessy...

"We have reached an agreement with the trader. They have agreed to sell Jägermeister one of the latest American supercomputers. Now we have to meet at the agreed warehouse No. 6."

"Is that so..." It seems so. Jägermeister wants to buy a supercomputer. Who knew it would be today? And what a coincidence that he chose the same place. It's the second time, a double win!

I have to say that Mr. Yusaku is really good at choosing...

"What are you staring at? What are you doing here?" Hennessy asked in confusion as he looked at Fu Huashi, who was dressed very formally and inappropriately.

"Come and carry out the mission. It's Gin who's been ordering people around all day long. This is obviously his job, that damn bastard!" Natsume Xing pretended to be angry and pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

(Gin: I provoke you..)

"Oh, hurry up and do your job, and get out of here when you're done! The deal here is too important, there can't be any mistakes," Hennessy smiled coldly, revealing a smug smirk, "Look, our comprehensive team is the best, they never force anyone~"

Haha, "never force anyone"? You really have the nerve to say that.

After Hennessy left, Natsume Xing took out his phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Mr. Yusaku, I have some bad news for you."

"Natsume-kun, please speak."

"We have encountered members of the organization again."

"...Uh...the plan is suspended..." Kudo Yusaku looked at the phone speechlessly, then looked around with a complicated expression.

I calculated the feng shui of these two places through reasoning, so how come there are members of the organization there? Do they also think these two places are good?

Conan, who was still running hard in the container maze, had some minor injuries on his body. Although they were not serious, Conan's physical strength was really running out.

Conan, leaning on the container and breathing heavily, looked at the endless ocean of cubes and fell into despair. There were traps on the road and he couldn't escape at all. They were catching up soon. Was this my end?

Sweat dripped onto the ground like raindrops, and Conan, with a red face, kept coughing and gasping.

At this time, a black shadow quietly approached Conan, and this time Conan was actually alert and noticed someone approaching, and hurriedly dodged, but still fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

His eyelids suddenly became heavy. He was too tired and his consciousness gradually became blurred. In a trance, he saw a woman picking him up and saying something distressed.

"That's enough, I guess..."