[Conan] My years at the winery

Curacao wants to escape from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Although the Japanese public security provided food, shelter and no torture, and even arranged a lot of brain doctors for her, Curaçao couldn't accept the fact that she was under the surveillance of other people all day long.

At the same time, the Japanese public security also cut off all tools that would allow her to contact the outside world.

As a result, during the few days when Curacao was locked up, acting around the clock, the boring ones were almost moldy.

She had observed the shift times of those who watched her, and she planned to avoid Scotland and Bourbon in the meantime.

After all, these two people are not easy to mess with, not to mention that the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department is still the leader of the Japanese police, so she thinks she should be careful.

Just when Curacao was planning how to escape in his heart, I left the Kudou house.

Because I was called away by gin.

As I said before, Gin is very busy.

In other words, everyone in the organization in Tokyo, Japan is very busy now (including Belmode, who is in charge of American affairs, the lady who is the husband's favorite, but except for me), now Gin can be said to be in charge of the organization In the establishment of the new base in Tokyo, I coded out the computer system plug-in he is using now.

It is the kind of plug-in that leaves a back door for the organization's computer system to facilitate future manipulation of the organization's computer system.

Originally, the gin was paid for by Sawada Hiroki, but that boy Sawada Hiroki didn’t know what he was up to recently. After finding out that the client was Gin, he directly forwarded the order to me, and then returned I paid [-]% of the gin payment to me, and in the words of Sawada Hiroki, the remaining [-]% was his intermediate expenses.

I:……………………

I do business with my master Qin, and you give me a commission?It would be better if I traded directly with Gin myself.

Of course, in the end, this plugin is still made by me.

From this, I can also see that when my model worker Gin said that he wanted to organize, he really did.

I don't know when Gin's plan will be closed.

And Conan…………………

It doesn't matter if I don't mention it, after all, Conan and Akai Shuichi are unkillable existences. Now I just hope that my Qin master will not have an accident under the halo of a certain elementary school student who is the god of death.

As for what Conan and Akai Shuichi are looking for now, Curacao's boss Rum...

It is said that after the accident in Curacao, Rum, who had not done anything in more than ten years, planned to go out of the mountain.

I don't know how much Rum has improved compared to ten years ago. It would be interesting if he is still at the same level as ten years ago.

I arrived at the new base, and the facilities here are not complete enough. I can only say that it is barely enough.

After all, the number of people is less than half, so it is enough.

Some time ago in Kyoto, Conan directly used the identity of Kudo Shinichi to appear on TV. It can be said that as a person who has been confirmed dead by the organization, he reappeared.

In addition, the organization's affairs in Tokyo have not been going smoothly recently, so it is normal for the organization to suspect the last person who should have died.

What's more, Kudo Shinichi is a well-known detective.

However, it may be because Gin is still needed to build a new stronghold, so that gentleman did not punish Gin for this mistake, after all, he is the person who left Gin.

And I was not punished for confirming the death of Kudo Shinichi and signing the dead me on Kudo Shinichi's status column.

After all, I am too special.

Especially after the incident in Phoenix, that gentleman didn't know how to arrange me.

The gentleman stared at me less closely.

At least I didn't have diehard members of the organization under my hands to monitor me like before. I can think of two reasons for this result.

One is that he is afraid of me.

Second, he has Cointreau.

That gentleman is afraid of death, and there is probably no one in this world who desires longevity more than him.

With only my choice, that gentleman knew it might be dangerous, but in order to prolong his life, he naturally had to attack me.

But now with Cointreau it is different.

As a blood race, although Cointreau is not comparable to the phoenix that can be reborn infinitely, but in terms of lifespan, it is enough for that gentleman.

In addition, Baijiu Pharmaceutical has a wealth of means to suppress the blood race (that gentleman's brother who is also a blood race has been harmed by him for decades), so he is not afraid of backlash at all.

So that gentleman made a decisive choice, temporarily giving up the study of phoenixes, and refocusing on the blood race.

But for Cointreau, it was very difficult.

Those scientific research lunatics treat him as an object, regardless of whether he has thoughts or not.

Even, this group of scientists who have lost their morals and used living people as experimental products intend to destroy his thoughts.

Cointreau finally knew the reason why his younger brother, even if he lost all his memories, was unwilling to get close to him anymore.

Because, it really hurts too much.

Not only physical pain, but also mental pain.

Cointreau thought of a sentence.

Don't persuade others to be kind without other people's affairs.

Cointreau wanted to die.

But the vitality of extraordinary creatures is always unexpectedly strong, which also leads to the fact that he can't die even if he wants to.

Even if he was about to die, this group of scientific research lunatics would pull him back from the brink of death.

So he can only live on

If I knew Cointreau's current treatment, I would probably sneer.

At least compared to me before the age of ten, Cointreau's treatment is considered good.

After all, I was dismembered and dissected alive, and it was the kind of dismemberment and dissection without anesthesia.

Also, I know the taste of 300-degree molten iron being poured on my body, and I can still smell the aroma of my own meat, like the sound of fried hot oil being poured on food, accompanied by the smell of molten iron.

Finally, it is made into a human/stick (the limbs are cut off and only the torso and head are left, which is called a human/stick), and soaked in a medicinal solution that can stimulate pain nerves.

98 times of death, my way of death back then can be described as various, among which shooting can be regarded as the more comfortable one.

As far as Cointreau's current treatment is concerned, compared to me back then, it can only be said to be trivial.

When Hiroki Sawada sent me videos and documents, I had already taken the time to watch them one by one. Then, I named the video my nearly [-] ways to die.

98 kinds, that is, nearly one hundred kinds.

Then I became more determined, and I wanted to make troubles to overthrow the organization.

For a moment, I even wanted to use the final form of the phoenix regardless, and then go all over the world to catch Renye Karasuma.

At the same time, it is impossible to wipe out Karasuma Renye's forces all over the world.

Because I still plan to continue to survive in this world. After all, for me, this world has long been not only a world of stories about elementary school students about death, but also a real world with various fetters.

Therefore, it is impossible for me to regard this world as a copy of the game, and it is impossible for me to treat Renye Karasuma and his forces as wild monsters.

After all, I will always be in this world.