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Chapter 663 Truth serum still works (2 updates)
Under the immense psychological threat of death, Furuya's mental defenses completely collapsed.

He collapsed to the ground and, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube, revealed all the information he knew about the human trafficking organization.

His voice trembled as he confessed, "The real culprit behind that human trafficking organization is... the Tomizawa Group."

"The group owns multiple high-end bars, nightclubs, chain hotels, and other venues. These places are not just businesses, but also hunting grounds where they scout for their 'prey'."

“We specialize in kidnapping handsome men and beautiful women with outstanding looks and relatively simple backgrounds, transporting them through secret channels, and then selling them to wealthy businessmen and officials around the world. We use this wicked transaction to solidify relationships and achieve all sorts of shady political and economic deals.”

Conan astutely grasped the key point and pressed on in his youthful but sharp voice, "These should be considered top secrets. How could you, a tower communications officer, know so much about them?"

Furuya gave a bitter smile that looked more like a grimace and confessed, "Because... because my surname is Tomizawa... I'm a distant relative of the Tomizawa family."

"It was precisely because of this 'trust' among family members that I was assigned to this seemingly insignificant but crucial communications position."

As Shiraishi listened to Furuya's explanation, her brows furrowed slightly, and a name flashed through her mind—Vermouth.

That Thousand-Faced Witch once perfectly disguised herself as Tomizawa Yuzo, the young master of the Tomizawa Group, and directly assisted the Black Organization in infiltrating and controlling some of the Tomizawa Group's businesses.

Is there any connection between these two things?
He immediately spoke up, asking more probing questions with an undeniable certainty: "Your kidnapping targets, besides the obvious handsome men and beautiful women, should also include other specific groups, right? And besides bars, nightclubs, and hotels—places of entertainment—there should be more secluded places that are less likely to arouse suspicion, right?"

Furuya's expression suddenly changed, and his pupils contracted slightly. He hadn't expected Shiraishi E to know so much!
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, he sighed in despair and said, "That's right. The organization has recently... recently, for some reason, suddenly expanded its 'business scope'."

"Some private clinics under the Tomize Group, as well as several affiliated private hospitals... have also begun secretly scouting targets recently. But the targets are no longer handsome men and beautiful women, but rather... a group that meets certain specific physiological or medical conditions..."

His voice trailed off: "...As for the specific conditions, at my level...I really don't know. That part is handled by the more core medical team."

Upon hearing this, Conan clenched his little fists instantly.

He couldn't stand this kind of business that treated human lives as commodities, and might even involve more horrific human experiments!

He immediately pressed on, demanding, "Tell me! Where is your hideout?! The main base responsible for handling the 'goods' and detaining the people!!"

Furuya appeared extremely hesitant and fearful, but under the intense gaze of the crowd, he finally spoke, trembling: "In...in the western suburbs of Tokyo...there's a villa specifically used for hosting private parties...the basement has been renovated...it's...it's the main base..."

After saying that, he seemed to have all his strength drained away, pleading, "I...I've told you everything...I've told you everything I know...Can you please let me go? Please..."

Instead of answering directly, Shiraishi E looked at the other people in the car and asked, "What are everyone's opinions?"

Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko all showed hesitation and reluctance on their faces.

Sato Miwako thought for a moment and said, "He...after all, he provided important information, so he can be considered to have redeemed himself...let's...let's let him go and hand him over to the law for trial?"

Yumi Miyamoto and Naeko Miike nodded in agreement.

Their police officer status makes them more inclined to pursue procedural justice.

Ran and Sonoko are kind-hearted and felt that killing such a seemingly insignificant henchman wouldn't change anything, but would only add to their sins. So they whispered, "Let's... let him go..."

Only Conan, frowning, calmly analyzed, "No. To prevent him from immediately reporting to the organization, causing our operation to fail or even be ambushed, we must first take him into custody and lock him up in a safe place. We'll deal with it after we take down the base."

After listening to everyone's opinions, Shiraishi E nodded and said, "I can see that you are all quite kind. To be honest, I am very pleased."

However, he abruptly changed his tone, becoming cold and realistic: "But I don't think he was telling the truth!"

As he spoke, amidst the surprised and puzzled gazes of the crowd, he quickly took out the syringe containing the truth serum, and without hesitation, plunged it into the old house's jugular vein, pushing the liquid in!

"Shiraishi-kun! What are you doing?!" Ran and Sonoko exclaimed in shock, their faces filled with disbelief and confusion. "He already confessed!" Shiraishi E pulled out the syringe and said without explanation, "Is that so? I don't believe it."

Conan remained silent for a while. Although he felt resistant to using the Truth Serum, he had to admit that Shiraishi E's concerns were very likely correct.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a heaviness beyond his years: "Brother Shiraishi did the right thing... We can't take risks in things like this."

"When I took on this task, I was prepared to face danger and even sacrifice... However, if I were to implicate my family and friends due to my negligence or naivety... that would be absolutely unacceptable."

Conan's words silenced both Ran and Sonoko.

The three policewomen, though instinctively disapproving of such illegal methods, reason told them that Shiraishi's caution might be the key to their survival.

They exchanged glances and ultimately chose to remain silent, offering no objection.

Soon, the truth serum took effect.

The old house's eyes became unfocused, and its expression became numb.

Shiraishi E asked those same key questions again, word for word.

This time, however, Furuya's answer was completely different!
Although this human trafficking organization was indeed connected to the upper echelons of the Tomizawa Group, it was not the work of the entire group, but rather a private operation orchestrated by a few high-ranking key figures, with many shareholders and employees completely unaware of it.

As for the organization's real headquarters, it's not in that so-called villa where the party was held at all!
That place was actually a meticulously designed death trap, specifically designed to deal with investigators like them who followed the clues, or to eliminate their own people who had lost their usefulness.

The organization's internal rules stipulate that all members who may be arrested must give the same answer regarding that fake address!

In fact, the real core of the human trafficking organization was located in a remote, seemingly ordinary private nursing home on the outskirts of Tokyo!

The place is remote, with few people coming and going, and the elderly living there provide perfect cover, almost arousing no suspicion from outsiders!
After asking all the questions, Shiraishi looked at Ran and Sonoko, whose faces had turned pale. He didn't lecture them, but smiled and said, "Truth serum is still the most effective."

Ran and Sonoko were deeply shocked, and a cold sweat broke out on their backs.

They never expected that the other party would be so insidious and cunning, setting traps at every turn!
If they had actually believed what Furuya said at the beginning and rushed to that villa with great excitement... the consequences would have been unimaginable!
The three policewomen also looked solemn and fearful. They secretly rejoiced that Shiraishi E was experienced and decisive, otherwise they might have really been in trouble.

Conan remained expressionless, but inwardly he was wryly smiling.

He witnessed once again the extreme malice and cunning of this world. He wished that Shiraishi E's suspicions were wrong, but reality once again slapped him hard, telling him how fragile naivety and pure kindness are in the face of true darkness.

Shiraishi looked at Furuya, whose eyes were glazed over and whose mouth was drooling due to the effects of the drugs, clearly indicating that his brain had been severely damaged. Then she stuffed another poison into his mouth.

“Let’s go, we don’t need to worry about him.” Shiraishi E’s tone was calm and even: “People always have to pay the price for their actions.”

This time, although Ran and Sonoko still felt a pang of pity in their eyes, they no longer showed kindness to this scumbag.

They turned around in silence and followed Shiraishi E back to the car.

The three policewomen had mixed feelings, but they got into the car one after another. They understood that from the moment they embarked on this path, there were certain boundaries that they had to cross.

Conan was the last to board the train.

He glanced with a complicated expression at the old house on the ground, which was beginning to convulse in pain and was gradually losing its life. In the end, he just sighed softly and closed the car door.

The vehicle started and drove away from the abandoned land, leaving behind only a gradually cooling corpse and the suffocating atmosphere of reality in the air.

(End of this chapter)