It's a power, not a spell

东京时间,5月1日，10:39:55，周日。

Edogawa Conan arrives at Wuniao Pharmaceutical Company.

This kind of pharmaceutical factory is generally built in a place with convenient transportation, which is convenient for the import of materials and the output of products.Therefore, although there are not many people nearby, vehicles come and go, and the airport is not far from here.

After two to 10 minutes of observation, no one entered or exited during this period, and the structure inside could not be seen from the outside.

Because he was wary of the power he couldn't see, Edogawa Conan thought about how to sneak in safely.Before he could think of the answer, he raised his eyes and saw a familiar person get off the car and go inside.

Toru Amuro!

How could he be here?

Edogawa Conan made a question mark, did he ask the store manager for leave just to come here?

After the initial surprise, a guess gradually formed in his mind, but now the main problem is how to get inside.

He walked around the building.

Perhaps fate felt that he should be let in, and Edogawa Conan saw a delivery truck parked there behind.

The car suddenly broke down, and they decided to move the raw materials in the car in first, and then go to repair the truck.

opportunity.

Edogawa Conan's eyes lit up, but he didn't act rashly.After observation, he determined that the two employees took about 5 minutes to move.

After the two people left with the boxes again, he climbed into the truck box, tried the weight of different boxes one by one, and finally chose the black one, which was slightly heavier, and threw the contents into the green belt not far away. Inside, after making room, the boy quickly slipped in.

The lid closed and everything fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

After the employees came back, they didn't find anything wrong.It took them nearly half an hour to empty the truck.

Conan Edogawa cautiously came out of the box after hearing no sound.

The warehouse was filled with a pungent smell, which he realized was coming from certain compounds, and a fainter, less discernible smell.

He walked inside for a while, only to realize that there were very few people here, and he didn't meet anyone along the way.Even though today is Sunday, it is not enough for all the employees to have a holiday, not to mention that the delivery of raw materials is normal, no matter how you look at it, it is too unreasonable.

In the processing workshop, some machines are still running, but they are all output to the air.

Edogawa Conan paused for a moment, turned his head and ran back along the way he came.

Sunday, May 5, 1:11:25 Tokyo time.

Amuro confirmed that Asbach in the underground laboratory of Wuniao Pharmaceutical Factory was indeed the person he was looking for.

I had to thank Gin with my real name in my heart. If this guy didn't know what went crazy yesterday, he might have to search the organization's strongholds in Tokyo one by one, and he might not be able to find them.

There is a not-so-small laboratory in Wuniao's basement. He only found out about this kind of thing yesterday.The organization doesn't trust him very much, and Gin is especially suspicious, so it's normal to hide something from himself.

Anyway, the goal is achieved, as long as he leaves here and informs the conjurer of the information, he will retire.As for whether Gin would doubt him even more because of this, Toru Amuro didn't care very much, after all, the guy's words revealed the meaning of "I want to kill him", which was full of hints.

If Asbach died here today, Gin would have laughed out loud on the spot.

The key is 'get out of here'.

Toru Amuro's forehead was gradually covered with fine beads of sweat.

There is no other reason. In the laboratory on the fourth underground floor, every detail here is telling 'weird'.

It doesn't matter if the experimenter's face is empty, or his actions are abnormally neat, or the air here feels good.There is a sense of unspoken weirdness.

Toru Amuro came here smoothly all the way, but leaving was temporarily impossible.

After Asbach learned that he was a member of the Black Organization, he enthusiastically introduced the experiment he was doing to him.

"This is the Boss's order, and of course it is also my dream to achieve." Asbach is a young man who looks very young, with dark half-length and short hair messily scattered on his shoulders, and a little light is revealed under the pale light. Green, his lips are light in color, the broken hair on his forehead is covered to one side, only one eye is exposed, and the shadow of the man in front of him is reflected in the bright red pupils that are not human.

When he was speaking, the corners of his lips were raised unnaturally, and he was quite nervous.

"—What I want to create is "Perfection". "

Amuro spoke to him calmly, "I remember that the experiment you are doing should be "immortal life". "

Of course, he also expected this kind of situation before coming to confirm. There is a signal shield in the laboratory. Before coming, he set the email in his mobile phone to send automatically. Just when the time comes.

Of course, he didn't have to take this risk, and sent the email directly to the conjurer.It can be assumed that "Virtuoso" is not here, and the conjurer will definitely scare the snake if he goes there, and the difficulty of finding the person will further increase. If the crime rate in Tokyo continues like this, the public's panic is inevitable.What's more, if Asbach does something during this period, and the events that happened abroad are repeated in Tokyo, that will be the worst result.

Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, Toru Amuro is not willing to bet on his luck.

"Eternal life is of course included in 'perfection'. ’ said Asbach, ‘freedom from old age, victory over death.But more than that, my goal was not limited to this from the beginning. "

"But those aren't what Boss needs, right?" The purpose of the Black Organization has always been immortality, whether it's looking for talents, or infiltrating the medical fields of various countries, it's all for this.And Asbach obviously didn't think about serving the organization in this aspect when he joined. He seemed to be just using the black organization for his own goals.

"There is no living thing that does not yearn for perfection." Asbach said, his exposed eyes stared at Toru Amuro, "Do you know the "curse"? "

Despite the momentary shock, his good psychological quality still made his expression tense, and Toru Amuro asked, "Curse?"

"Beginning 20 years ago, I tried to combine the spirit born from the curse with human beings. Unfortunately, I have only succeeded in the first case until now. But this proves that my idea is feasible. I just need time, and The last thing I lack is time."

Asbach seems to simply want to say it, and doesn't care whether he, the audience, can understand, "The curse spirit born in the curse has a low IQ and wanders outside this world, but it is immortal and has great power. And humans, with bodies, brains—”

The new creature after the combination, the combination of the characteristics and power of the mantra, the human body and IQ, is the "perfection" he wants to achieve.

He was fed up with this weak ordinary person occupying the world like a maggot, while the powerful curse spirit was hiding in the dark, an unreasonable world that existed only by instinct.

As for the conjurers, he used to admire them very much, but later found that they were just beetles slightly larger than maggots.

Sunday, May 5, 1:11:28 Tokyo time.

"Mr. Bourbon, why don't you speak?" Asbach asked with a smile.

There is only one minute and 21 seconds left in the countdown counting silently in my heart.The other party said so much, and there was no hidden meaning in the words. It was obvious that he had made up his mind not to let him go.On the contrary, Toru Amuro relaxed and shrugged, "I don't quite understand what you mean, shouldn't scientists be materialists? It is said that 'the end of science is theology'. Could it be that you have already reached such a state?"

Asbach stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled, "Haha, interesting, do you want to visit my experiment?"

Toru Amuro nodded as if there was no option to refuse.

This laboratory is very large, and Toru Amuro didn't see the human experiments he imagined in it. Maybe there were, but he didn't see it.What made him more concerned was that some parts of the laboratory were a little empty.

Asbach noticed his gaze, and his smile widened, "Have you taken a fancy to this kid?"

"what?"

The young man walked over there, stretched out his hand as if stroking something, moving back and forth in the air, "Good boy."

Amuro realized that what was stored there should be a mantra.

The countdown finally reached zero, but his time seemed to be running out.

If you take advantage of the unpreparedness... the distance between him and Asbach is not far away, the opponent is thin and has no muscles, so if he is knocked out directly...

Amuro moved at the moment Asbach turned his attention to the mantra.

He originally thought that if his attack failed, it might be that Asbach wasn't as weak as he looked, but he ignored the other researchers who had been quietly serving as the background board from the beginning.

Those two researchers, who were clearly ten meters away, came here in the blink of an eye, and the legs that were kicking with all their strength were easily stopped, and another person opened his arms to lock him.The steel-like arm remained motionless no matter how hard he tried to break free.

No matter how you look at it, these guys are no longer human.

He won't be like this in the future, will he?

At the juncture of life and death, cold sweat slid down the contours of his face, Toru Amuro: "What do you want to do? Is there anything there?"

Tokyo time, 11:31:03.

Toru Amuro was taken to the room at the beginning.

"As members of the same organization, it's not a wise choice for you to do this. You need as many experimental subjects as you want...or is there something special about me?"

"I hope you have something special. Don't be nervous, you'll thank me when you succeed."

Asbach paused, the third experimenter made a sudden move, walked out from the entrance of the laboratory, and came back with a... child in his hand.

The child who was caught suddenly: ...

Toru Amuro who was also arrested: ...

The eyes of the two met, and Conan Edogawa smiled awkwardly—what a coincidence.

"I always thought that the success rate would be higher with mature youths, but maybe it's just the opposite..." Asbach pondered and found a new direction of thinking.

The first two experimenters took Amuro out of the seat of the device, and he wanted to test the new conjecture first.

Not good.

Although I don't know how the little detective found this place, but no matter what he says, he can't be harmed before himself. If he delays for a while, he may be saved. Toru Amuro: "Wait—"

"I have already called the police!" Edogawa Conan said loudly, "Some of the boxes in the warehouse contain the corpses of employees here. Although the researchers here are wearing white coats, they are not real researchers—although they don't know Uncle, what method did you use to control them, but it must be against the law, the police | uncle will be here soon!"

"Police|police?" Asbach was taken aback, and seemed to think about the meaning of the word, "It just so happens that if the experimental materials are delivered to the door by myself, it will save me from looking for them." But the experiment needs to be delayed, he doesn't want to Being interrupted at a critical time leads to unnecessary failure.

Conan Edogawa breathed a sigh of relief, and blinked at Toru Amuro covertly by the way, and the latter returned an inconspicuous smile.

Those words just now are deceptive, he didn't call the police at all, but although the police won't come, someone will come anyway.

Tokyo time, 11:44:44.

There was a loud 'boom' from outside, and the laboratory seemed to be shaking.

The successive sounds were getting closer and closer, as if something smashed the ground, penetrating down layer by layer.

This is obviously not something that ordinary policemen can do. Asbach looked up, and a piece of the ceiling protruded above his head. Accompanied by the sound of twisting and breaking, a figure fell down amidst the dust.

"Hey, which of you is a bastard curse master-why are you here!?"

Conan Edogawa smiled: "It was just a 'try', but I didn't expect it to succeed."

He was still brooding over the phrase "then try it" that Zhongyuan Zhongye underestimated him that day.

Nakahara Chuya: ...