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Chapter 343 Shiho's Excitement, Akai Contacts Mary (1st Update)
In the laboratory of the Miyano residence, the cool white LED lights illuminate the entire space.

When Shiraishi pushed open the heavy, sterile door, Miyano Shiho was engrossed in front of the microscope, her short, brown hair casually falling down, and her white coat stained with several reagent marks.

"Shiho, here's what you wanted." Shiraishi E shook the thermostat in her hand, the dark red blood swaying slightly inside the glass tube.

Shiho Miyano suddenly looked up, her previously tired eyes instantly brightening.

She practically lunged at the test tube and snatched it away, so forcefully that she knocked over a beaker on the lab table.

"You actually got it?!" She held the test tube up to the light to examine it closely, her voice trembling slightly with excitement. "This...this is a blood sample of Shinichi Kudo after he shrunk?"

Shiraishi leaned against the doorframe, casually ruffling the other person's hair, and said, "Yeah, fresh off the press, just got it from that brat's arm!"

Shiho Miyano immediately turned and rushed toward the lab table, her movements as swift as a cat spotting its prey.

She deftly aliquoted the blood sample into several centrifuge tubes, her fingers typing a series of commands on the keyboard.

“Perfect.” She murmured to herself, her eyes glued to the data flashing on the screen. “I recently discovered that the reversal mechanism of APTX4869 may be related to telomerase activity, and with this sample…”

Her fingertips slid quickly across the touchscreen, placing the blood sample into the fully automated analyzer.

The humming sound emitted when the instrument started up filled the entire laboratory with vitality.

Looking at the girl before her, completely absorbed in the world of scientific research, Shiraishi E couldn't help but chuckle softly: "So excited?"

"What do you know!" Shiho Miyano said without turning her head, her voice unusually energetic: "This is the first successful live sample! If we can analyze the antibody production mechanism in his body..."

She suddenly stopped what she was doing, turned around, her amber eyes sparkling: "This could be a key breakthrough in the development of the antidote!"

Seeing how excited and engrossed she was, Shiraishi E decided not to disturb her any longer, saying, "Alright, alright, Miss Mad Scientist, I won't bother you with your research then."

He turned and walked towards the door, saying, "I'm going to find your sister to go swimming!"

"Wait!" Shiho Miyano suddenly called out to him, her expression turning serious. "That detective... does he know you took his blood?"

Shiraishi E turned around with a sly smile: "Of course. It was agreed upon after 'friendly negotiation' using a syringe."

Shiho Miyano rolled her eyes, of course not believing that this was some kind of "friendly negotiation".

A slight smirk played on his lips. "What a nasty adult." She waved her hand. "Go on, I need to get to work."

After the laboratory door closed, Shiho Miyano took a deep breath and refocused all her attention on the sample analysis.

Under the microscope, those blood cells that carry miracles may be hiding the secrets that will change the fate of all of them.

Her fingertips gently traced the cell images magnified thousands of times on the screen, as if touching hope itself.

Meanwhile, at the indoor poolside, Akemi Miyano was emerging from the water, water droplets sliding down her long hair. Seeing Emi Shiraishi approaching, she smiled and waved.

"Is Shiho buried in the lab again?"

“Yes,” Shiraishi E took off her coat, “it’s a common problem for scientists.”

“Then,” Mingmei winked slyly, “how about we have a match?”

"The loser is responsible for tonight's dinner?"

"make a deal!"

Water splashed up, and their laughter was especially clear in the setting sun.

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On a Tokyo street at dusk, Shuichi Akai stands on a high-rise rooftop, his black trench coat fluttering in the morning breeze.

He took the cigarette from his mouth and stubbed it out on the concrete railing, his dark green eyes flashing with determination.

The scene from the lab last night still lingers in my mind—the mutated guards, the blue potion, the suffering experimental subjects…

The organization's research has far exceeded his expectations!
After much deliberation, he finally decided to share the intelligence with the FBI.

Given the chaos that occurred at the factory last night, and considering the Black Organization's cautious nature, it's highly likely they will relocate the laboratory.

He didn't have much time left, so he had no choice but to cooperate with the FBI to capture as many important experimental personnel as possible and obtain more intelligence.

With that thought, Shuichi Akai pulled out his encrypted phone, his finger hovering over the screen for a few seconds before finally dialing James's number. "It's me," his voice was deep and firm. "There's an emergency; I need to report in person."

Two hours later, inside a secluded safe house in Tokyo.

James Black watched the video brought by Shuichi Akai over and over again, his forehead wrinkles deepening.

The image of the guard who had taken the drug flipping a car over with one hand made him gasp.

"My God!" James took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes hard, and said incredulously, "This is like a science fiction movie."

Shuichi Akai leaned against the wall, arms crossed: "Reality is often more absurd than movies."

He pointed to the vial of blue medicine in the frozen frame of the video: "APTX4869 modified version, its effects last for 30 minutes."

“30 minutes of Superman.” James’s voice trembled slightly. “If this dosage is effective…”

At this point, he dared not think any further.

Of course, more importantly, this drug can make an elderly person young again!

This scene would move any older person to tears.

“Therefore, we must act immediately.” Hideaki Akai stood up and reminded them, “Given the organization’s style, the lab should have already begun to be moved!”

James snapped out of his daze and immediately stood up, not even bothering to pick up his briefcase, which he had knocked to the ground. "I'm going to the embassy right now. This is beyond the FBI's authority; we need to coordinate with the Japanese Public Security Bureau and the CIA."

As he reached the door, he suddenly turned back: "Shuichi, you've done a great job this time. But—" He hesitated, then continued, "Are you sure you don't want to share intelligence with the Japanese Public Security Bureau?"

Shuichi Akai's lips curled into a cold smile: "Some personal grudges are best left unaddressed."

After seeing James off, Shuichi Akai also left the safe house and arrived at a hotel room he had rented for a month.

He checked the mechanisms he had set up to make sure no one had touched them before taking out a small cryogenic tube from the safe. Inside was a sample of the blue potion he had obtained during his adventure the night before!
He stared at the test tube for a long time, then finally sighed and took out another encrypted phone from the safe.

His finger hovered over the dial pad, staring at the number he hadn't contacted in a long time, his emotions quite complex.

After becoming an FBI agent, Shuichi Akai decided to cut off all contact with his mother's side to avoid implicating them.

Now, he has obtained an improved version of APTX4869, but he doesn't have anyone to research it.

As for handing it over to the FBI… Shuichi Akai could already imagine that once they got their hands on it, they would definitely follow the example of the Black Organization and start conducting human experiments again.

They might even go further than the Black Organization.

At least the Black Organization came stealthily, not daring to let anyone know.

The FBI, on the other hand, would certainly use the guise of administering vaccines to openly begin large-scale human experiments in the Black community.

They have a history of this kind of thing, and Shuichi Akai really doesn't trust those unscrupulous people.

My mother holds a pivotal position in MI6, and aside from being given to the other side for research, I really don't know who else to give her to!

After thinking about this, Shuichi Akai finally pressed the dial button and started making a call.

"...Mom, it's me." After the call connected, he didn't waste any time with pleasantries or small talk, getting straight to the point: "I have something here that might be helpful for MI6's research."

Mary Selene, equally uninterested in pleasantries, replied in a calm, almost cold voice from the other end of the phone: "Get to the point."

"The improved APTX4869 sample can grant ordinary people superhuman abilities within half an hour," Shuichi Akai reported succinctly. "The side effect is that they will die from excessive hunger afterward."

After a brief silence, Mary's voice suddenly turned sharp: "You tried it yourself?"

“No.” Shuichi Akai chuckled. “I want to live a few more years.”

“A wise choice.” Mary paused. “Give me an address, and I’ll send someone to pick it up.”

"Okay," Shuichi Akai replied before hanging up the phone.

“Next,” he murmured to himself, placing the freezer tube into the specially designed insulated box, “it’ll be a race to see who can do it faster.”

(End of this chapter)