[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

Huiyuan put away the test tubes. It seems that today's experiment can only come to an end. The troublesome neighbor will come over later. She doesn't understand why Conan always lures him home without hesitation.

She knew he was the FBI, but she still couldn't trust him.

"Hey, Haibara, let me ask you a question. So far, the people you know who took medicine A, except for those who shrunk like us, what is the result of the rest?"

"They're all dead." Huiyuan replied coldly, closing the door of the cabinet where the experimental equipment was stored.

"Aren't there people with drug resistance?" Conan asked.

Huiyuan hugged his arms to his chest: "Then detective, have you ever heard of someone who drank enough potassium cyanide and continued to be alive and kicking?"

"Oh." Conan shook his head embarrassingly.

"You've been in the organization for so long, you shouldn't be the only pharmaceutical expert in the organization, right? Are there other powerful people?"

"Probably no one is better than my parents in pharmacy, but there is one person who is amazing in the field of biology." Haibara said thoughtfully.

"What kind of person is that?"

"A very bold and knowledgeable man, and—" Haibara paused deliberately, and Conan looked at her curiously.

"And he seems to be the immediate family member of the boss." Huiyuan sighed and continued.

Conan was stunned.

"There is also a strange rumor about him. It is said that before giving birth to him, his mother was injected with wolf serum, so he was born with stronger perception and strength than ordinary people. Therefore, he is very interested in this kind of experiment. I am very interested in this kind of experiment that transcends the laws of nature and violates human ethics. Of course, I just heard that it is not necessarily true."

"Hey, is this the plot of a science fiction story? Or the setting of a werewolf vampire legend?"

"From a biological point of view, this is not a fantasy. The genes of humans and animals can be fused under certain conditions."

Conan felt a chill on his back: "Your organization is really a taboo."

At the same time, at the northern end of a bustling commercial circle, a light gray Porsche stopped at the intersection, and a man was talking on the phone in the car.

"How is she?" the man asked.

"It's okay, a whole week has passed, and she...is fine." A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "It seems that the only thing that hurt her stomach was the day she just took the medicine, other than that there is nothing unusual."

"This is really, tsk tsk, what a remarkable woman."

"Why do you say that, Mr. Karasuma? What kind of medicine did you ask me to mix in the drink to scare her down?"

"A kind of poison that kills people invisible and works extremely quickly. It is a special weapon developed by the genius pharmacist of the organization. Why didn't the woman react at all after taking this kind of medicine? How much did you put?"

"No more, no less, just the amount of one capsule. I watched her drink it all up."

"Is the cup she drank from still there?"

"In my hand."

"Very good, go back and buy a few more cans of the same coffee, the batch must be the same, mix the medicine in the same form, feed it to two test subjects at random, and see the results."

"Understood, I'll do it right away." The boy replied neatly.

Putting down the phone, he looked at the full moon in the sky and sneered.

When he was in the Black Cat Villa, he took advantage of her deep sleep and injected the psychotoxin extracted from that monster into her body. She actually ingested far more toxins than others, but she was the only one who did not go through the violence .

Not only that, that night was originally a full moon, and every time the full moon was full, he would be restless like a werewolf. Of course, he was not as exaggerated as biting or killing people, but he would become very destructive, so he usually took special sleeping pills in advance. Spend the night safely.But he didn't have an attack that night, and he speculated that her presence relieved the symptoms.

Later, when Bourbon was in a frenzy, she seemed to have some kind of inhibition that slowed down the frenzy that was aroused.

It's great, it's so suitable, and I like the look, if it's her, it's probably possible to break the curse.

That curse that changed life against the sky.