I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 612 Injecting Truth Agent (2nd Update)
A cold wind howled along the desolate riverbank outside Tokyo.

A car braked suddenly on the muddy riverbank.

The car door was suddenly pushed open, and Shiraishi E grabbed Nakata Joji by the collar and roughly dragged him out.

Nakata Joji's hands were tied behind his back, his face was covered in bruises and blood, and he had long lost his previous arrogance.

He was staggered and dragged to the riverbank, his legs weak, and he was almost dragged to the water's edge by Shiraishi E.

"thump!"

Shiraishi E kicked him in the back of the knee, and Nakata Joji immediately fell to his knees, half of his body pressed against the turbulent river.

The icy river water slapped against his face. He struggled in terror, but Shiraishi E held him firmly by the back of his neck, rendering him unable to move.

“Last chance.” Shiraishi E’s voice was as cold as ice. “Where’s the other bomb?”

Nakata Joji's lips trembled; the river water had already soaked his collar, and the chill seeped into his bones.

He was breathing heavily, his voice trembling as he said, "Tokyo Station locker! Section E, locker number 17! The password is 1225! This time it's for real!"

Shiraishi E sneered, her eyes showing no trust whatsoever.

"I don't believe it."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force and shoved Nakata Joji's head hard into the water!

"Gurgle—!!"

Nakata Joji's struggles intensified instantly. His body twisted wildly, his hands were bound, and he could only kick his legs in vain.

River water poured into his nose and mouth, and a feeling of suffocation surged up like a tide, his lungs felt like they were on fire.

Shiraishi watched him struggle in the water expressionlessly until his movements gradually weakened, then she pulled him out.

"Cough cough cough—Ugh!!" Nakata Joji coughed violently, spitting out large mouthfuls of river water, his face as pale as paper.

Shiraishi E crouched down, stared into his eyes, and asked again, "Where's the bomb?"

Nakata Joji's vision was already blurred. He was panting heavily, but he could only stammer and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"As expected..." Shiraishi E's eyes turned completely cold. "You're still lying to me."

After saying that, he grabbed Nakata Joji's hair again and pushed him into the water without hesitation!
This time, Shiraishi E did not immediately pull him up.

He silently counted the time in his mind until Nakata Joji's struggles became weaker and weaker, then suddenly pulled him out of the water.

"Haaah—!!" Nakata Joji gasped for breath like a dying fish, his face covered in snot and tears, his eyes unfocused, almost losing consciousness.

"Speak," Shiraishi E's voice remained icy, "Where is the bomb?"

Nakata Joji had completely broken down. He trembled and cried out, "The sports storage room at Beika University! Under the mat on the far left!! This time it's for real! I'm not lying to you!! Please... let me go..."

Shiraishi E did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Sato Miwako standing to the side and gave her a look.

Sato immediately took out his phone and dialed Takagi Wataru's number: "Takagi! Take some men to the Beika University sports storage room right now. There might be a bomb under the mat on the far left! Hurry!"

After hanging up the phone, she gripped it tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

But Shiraishi E did not stop the interrogation.

He grabbed Nakata Joji by the collar and sneered, "You sound quite convincing... I hope your answer later will be the same!"

"No, no! I really told the truth!" Nakata Joji shook his head in terror, snot and tears mingling together. "Please... don't..."

Shiraishi ignored his pleas and pushed him back into the water.

After drowning him halfway, they lifted him up and continued to interrogate him.

After being tortured several times, Shiraishi E kept getting the same address. "This time... it should be real, right?" Sato Miwako thought that since things had gone this far, the other party probably wouldn't be lying.

"That's not necessarily true! Some people won't turn back until they're on the verge of death!" Shiraishi Ei pulled a syringe from her pocket, the needle tip gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

He said slowly, "Given your performance, my trust in you has been shattered. I have no choice but to resort to other means."

"This is a truth serum; it'll make you obediently confess some things I want!!"

Nakata Joji's pupils suddenly contracted: "W-What are you going to do?! No!! I'm telling the truth, you have to believe me!!"

"For the sake of 1200 million innocent Tokyo citizens, I am willing to bear this infamy!" After saying this with righteous indignation, Shiraishi E directly injected the needle into his jugular vein!

Sato Miwako wanted to stop it, but after hearing the other party mention "1200 million citizens," she fell silent again!
Between the lives of 1200 million citizens and an illegal trial, which should be chosen? Anyone with a conscience knows which to choose!
"ah--!!"

After being pricked with an acupuncture needle, Nakata Joji's body trembled violently. Then, his eyes began to glaze over, and his consciousness gradually faded.

"Where is the bomb...?" Shiraishi's voice was low and slow, like some kind of hypnotic incantation.

Joji Nakata's lips moved, unconsciously repeating: "Beika University...sports storage...under the mats..."

His answer was exactly the same as before.

Only then did Shiraishi E put away the syringe with satisfaction, turning to Sato Miwako and saying, "This time it should be for real."

Time ticked by, but Sato Miwako's phone remained silent.

Her palms were already sweating, and her eyes were glued to the screen, afraid of missing any calls.

finally--

"Ring ring!!"

The piercing ringtone tore through the night sky, and Sato answered the phone almost instantly: "Takagi?!"

A hurried voice came from the other end of the phone: "Officer Sato! The bomb has been found! It's a mercury detonator, and the bomb disposal experts are already disarming it!"

Sato Miwako's tense nerves finally relaxed. She let out a long sigh, her voice trembling slightly, "That's great...that's great..."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Shiraishi E, her eyes filled with complex emotions: "The bomb... has been found."

A faint smile finally appeared on Shiraishi E's lips. He stood up, dusted off his hands, and said, "That's good."

Then, he looked down at Nakata Joji, who was slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Nakata Joji was on the verge of death, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Shiraishi E kicked his body and said, "Let's take him to the hospital... I hope he can be saved."

"But even if he can be saved, he'll be an idiot!"

Sato Miwako was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

The two men dragged Nakata Joji into the car, the engine roared, and the car sped away from the riverbank toward the nearest hospital.

On the way, Shiraishi lit a cigarette for herself and said, "Later, you should tell Inspector Megure the truth about this matter. I will take full responsibility!"

Upon hearing this, Miwako Sato shook her head repeatedly and said firmly, "No, let me take responsibility!"

"As a police officer, this is what I should be doing!"

"It's because I can't do it myself, I can't get the criminal to talk, that's why I'm making you, a high school student, do these things!"

Shiraishi glanced at Sato Miwako, then smiled and said, "Alright, I admire your style!"

Sato Miwako smiled at these words, a relieved smile on her face, and said, "Tonight... I should be able to get a good night's sleep!"

(End of this chapter)