Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Do you know that person?

After the car reached a safe location, Karen took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag to calm herself, and then asked...

No one could possibly know I was an undercover agent; my survival was probably just luck.

Scared.

As for this bourbon drinker, judging from his demeanor, he clearly knew the other person.

Was deliberately shooting the henchman next to him a warning, or what did it mean?
"It's too far to see clearly."

“But he’s coming for us.” Amuro shook his head and then said something meaningless.

"Then why didn't you run?" Karen asked, puzzled.

Of course, he also cursed inwardly that this guy was talking nonsense.

The head exploded right in front of me, and I didn't even know it was aimed at us?

“He revealed his position, so he can’t hit me.” Amuro glanced at Karen, his expression grim.

Was his sudden appearance a coincidence?
The death of one person is not a big deal. Just report it and consider it normal loss. No one has stipulated that people cannot die during a mission.

"Sigh~"

Karen took a breath, threw the cigarette butt out the window, and thought this guy was really bragging.

Bullets can't hit you.

Although the distance is great, this may be the truth.

But he was exaggerating too much, probably because of his expression...

"Heh, if someone else came, maybe they could run over and kill the sniper." Amuro couldn't help but think of his own shop manager.

"..." Karen scratched her face and didn't say anything.

What nonsense is this person spouting again?

I need to report this to my superiors.

"The next target has been sent over, let's get back to work." Amuro glanced at his phone, not caring much about his dead comrade, said something to Karen, then turned to look out the window, his mind racing with thoughts about Akai.

With Gin dead, this guy has brazenly jumped out.

I'm afraid that next, he will be just like me, recklessly pulling the trigger on members of the organization.

"that."

"Dark Knight, what's going on?" Karen asked casually while driving, wanting to know more.

The other party has been active in Japan, so this person should know more about them.

In fact, he wasn't wrong; Amuro did understand the Dark Knight better than anyone else.

"I advise you to avoid mentioning that name, lest it actually appear in front of you," Amuro said, glancing at the other person.

I'm not kidding.

You know far better than I do what's happening in Europe.

"He is indeed a very scary person."

"Is he a human being?"

Karen recited a sentence, then asked uncertainly.

Is it a human?
“Who knows?” Amuro said with a sullen face.

Probably...

……

"What are that guy's plans next?"

In the underground laboratory, the evil scientist operating the computer asked.

"He's on vacation."

Hiroki's voice rang out, tinged with amusement.

Of course he knew who Shiho was talking about.

"take a vacation?"

"Traveling abroad?" Ai paused slightly, leaning back in her chair and asking in confusion.

That guy is usually pretty free, it's like he's on vacation.

"Probably. I didn't pay attention to his location, and I don't know what he was doing." For Hiroki to do this, he would have to deliberately avoid certain information.

"That's quite surprising."

"How is his health?" The evil scientist got up, walked to the side, and asked, looking at the white mouse in the box.

Did he become Superman?
"Regarding this, without the cocoon game pod, I cannot conduct any testing. All I know is that it is at an extremely terrifying level, a level that normal humans could never reach."

Hiroki rarely speaks with such obvious doubt or curiosity.

As a super artificial intelligence, it has grown to a terrifying level.

"Um……"

"I really suspect he might have taken some kind of medication," Ai said, looking at her palm.

I've taken drugs that alter genes or growth patterns.

"I can tell you with certainty that there is currently no such drug in the world."

“APTX4869 is the most amazing drug I’ve ever seen,” Hiroki said with a smile.

Anything that is recorded can be found.

“The devil’s potion.” Ai glanced at the antidote beside her and shook her head.

This is because only a very small number of people know about its existence; otherwise, war would have been inevitable.

Looking at the development process of the version that Karasuma Renya took, you can tell that the term "devil's potion" is not an exaggeration.

A drug really needs some experimental samples to succeed.

"Hmm, are you still thinking about that special antidote?" Hiroki opened his computer and quickly checked the research and development records to help analyze the situation.

“I am indeed very interested. Based on what we’ve observed, it’s very likely that the age of the test subjects will stop increasing after taking the specific antidote,” Ai said as she walked over, looking at the rapidly scrolling, dazzling screen.

What does this mean?
Immortality and eternal youth.

Of course, this method is only applicable to people who have taken APTX4869 and are still alive.

"Of course, if there's no progress, I'll give up when the time is right." The evil scientist said he was still in control and wouldn't go mad because of it.

"Then you can stay in the state of an elementary school student forever, right?" Hiroki smiled, indicating that the problem could be perfectly solved without taking the antidote.

Anyway, neither of you will grow in these bodies.

"..." Ai glanced at Hiroki on the computer screen, rested her chin on her hand, and remained silent.

In that case, what's the point of reading fashion magazines?

Will you spend the rest of your life reading children's clothing magazines?

Instead of looking at new leather bags, look at school bags and stationery.

“It’s much better than what Ms. Mary ate; she always coughs,” Hiroki advised Ai-chan to be content.

The previous version of drug A had side effects.

“Karasuma, Miyano, Kuroba…” Ai wrote down several surnames.

Many people have taken drug A, but only a few survived, and the drug was effective for them.

Renya Karasuma, Vermouth, Shiho Miyano, and Mary Akai, who is related to her by blood, and finally Shinichi Kudo (Kuroba)...

“It seems only natural that the funders, the researchers, and the drug would affect their families,” Hiroki nodded and said.

When conducting this kind of research, it is unlikely that the researchers can remain completely detached.

As for the situation of the Kuroba family...

"I've been marveling at the wonder of fate lately; anyone else might have died at Gin's hands long ago."

To become a dead soul.

Ai tapped her finger on the table and said.

The Kuroba family is clearly related to the Miyano family by blood, perhaps two or three generations back, or even more, who knows?

That 'white mouse' survived thanks to the faint connection it had with the mouse.

"Squeak~"

Just then, a white mouse in a nearby cage squealed twice, collapsed, and died, kicking its legs forcefully.

……

"Ah!"

The dog-headed detective sneezed and looked up at the blazing sun in the sky.

He's experienced; he knows someone is definitely talking about him.

That wretched repairman… (End of Chapter)