He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Miss Shirley said that when she was studying in the United States, aside from some minor flaws at the beginning, her classmates, seeing that she was always picked up and dropped off in luxury cars, with drivers all dressed in sleek black suits, assumed she was some kind of Mafia heiress and were afraid to approach her.

"Sherry is really amazing, just like when she stood up to protect me."

Junairik's eyes were full of longing, and after a moment he sighed softly: "I am different from Shirley. I was abandoned by my parents when I was very young. I went to primary school while living in the orphanage. I was adopted by the organization when I was thirteen years old and have been living there ever since."

"what???"

Ying Sheng looked surprised: "Is this how the organization recruits geniuses? Later, when you were bullied, only Shirley took care of you. Tsk, no wonder you were so fast anyway."

The thought that they had hired him, a newcomer, so casually made Ying Sheng feel that the distillery was actually a makeshift operation, and he kept shaking his head.

What kind of level is this, researching resurrection after death?

It's probably just an empty shell built up by tacit agreements among various countries, waiting to use others to their advantage.

“I see you, Tian Shu,” Xiao Lan said through the earpiece.

Ying Sheng looked up and smiled, "Me too."

Chapter 221 Sherry on the verge of death, the miracle drug A!

The corner under the bridge was quite dark, and only when a car passed by could one barely make out the charred body of the girl lying on the ground by its light.

Her skin was covered in burnt and blistered material, blending seamlessly with her clothes.

The gauze tightly wrapped around her chest was soaked with blood, and with each slight rise and fall of her chest with her weak breaths, more blood was drawn onto it.

The pupils in those half-open eyes had already begun to dilate, and the pitch-black Grim Reaper raised his scythe, about to strike.

clatter--

Ying Sheng stepped onto the bridge arch.

“Shirley…”

Junelek murmured involuntarily, taking a step forward and reaching out his trembling hand.

Snapped!

Ying Sheng patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Snap out of it, tell me how to use drug A, are there any precautions, and do we need to do anything to Sherry?"

Junairek quickly shook his head: "No need, APTX-4869 is a capsule, you can take it directly."

"The capsules are too slow to take effect. Why not just dilute the medication inside with saline solution and inject it directly?"

"No, the capsule shell of APTX-4869 is a new material used by the organization, and it works very quickly."

"Oh, what effect?"

"This...is..."

Junairik looked at Shirley on the ground and hesitated for some reason.

Ying Sheng chuckled: "Let me make it clear in advance, no matter what the effects of the medicine are, I will definitely watch the whole thing."

Ask beforehand to see if it's necessary to immediately clean Miss Shirley's wounds and remove the bullet.

If her injuries healed as quickly as magic, wouldn't those things just stay inside her body if left untreated? Miss Shirley was a great beauty before; it would be such a waste if her skin was damaged by the remnants of her clothing.

If drug A only keeps her alive temporarily, and she still needs time to recover from her injuries, then we can deal with those issues later after she's been admitted to a sterile ward at the hospital.

"........."

From a slightly more distance, Xiao Lan, who was keeping watch, was speechless. What this guy was saying was clearly correct, but it just sounded so strange.

Upon hearing this, Junairik suddenly understood. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and bowed deeply to Xiaolan:

"Please clean Sherry's wound, miss."

"........."

Ying Sheng tapped Junairik on the back, reminding him, "Actually, I'm the professional."

Junerek remained unmoved: "Please!"

"Cut~~"

Ying Sheng curled his lip in disdain, then became quite curious: "This A drug is so potent that it doesn't even care about wound infection? And we don't have enough tools, so the method of removing the bullet will be very violent, right? Does that not matter at all?"

Junairik shook his head, his expression serious, and said, "Drug A will completely reshape Sherry's body. The high temperature and autophagy during this process can eliminate the vast majority of germs in the world."

"awesome."

Ying Sheng had always admired researchers. With a sigh of praise, he began to remove his protective suit, calling Xiao Lan to join him.

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide their identities from these two anymore..."

"No! There must be some!"

Junairek interrupted nervously, not daring to look at the two people whose true faces were gradually being revealed: "Thank you both for your kindness in rescuing us. Sherry and I..."

"Tsk, what do you mean by 'you and Sherry'? You're just colleagues at best."

Ying Sheng interrupted, "And it's not like you're just getting out of one danger only to fall into another. It's just that we know Miss Shirley, and if she really does wake up miraculously as you say, she'll probably recognize us at a glance."

Besides, before we can clean up the wound and remove the bullet, we need to clean ourselves up first, otherwise...

Uh... never mind, I won't say anything more.

"But...but..."

"There are no buts. Look up and glance at us. No one will die."

Junairik was filled with conflicting emotions when Ying Sheng slapped his bent back. He immediately sprang up as if electrocuted, and before he could even close his eyes, he saw the girl standing by the river taking off her gas mask and tossing her hair out.

Junairik was stunned.

Ran waved to him: "Hello, my name is Ran Mouri."

Ying Sheng shook her head and walked up to him: "My name is Shuiyue Ying Sheng. Tell me, what is your real name?"

Junairek was still somewhat dazed, and after a long while he shook his head blankly: "I don't want to be called by that name before."

"Then you can choose one yourself when you're happy."

Ying Sheng didn't care. He raised his arm and sniffed it, then took off his coat with a look of disgust and threw it on the ground. He ran to the river, splashed water on his face, and then walked towards Shirley.

correct.

This river is certainly not the same one as before; it's crystal clear.

"Seriously, I'm really good at removing bullets with my bare hands. Later, let Xiaolan take Miss Shirley to the river to rinse her wound after cleaning... Tsk, it feels so strange. She's clearly about to die, can she be treated so carelessly?"

Ying Sheng turned to look at Junairik: "Are you sure there's really no problem?"

"Absolutely not!"

Upon hearing the mention of Sherry, Junairik immediately snapped back to reality: "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in Sherry!"

"OK."

Ying Sheng knelt down in front of Shirley, lifted the gauze, and inserted his little finger into the gunshot wound in her chest. With a twist and a lift, a bullet flew out, which he caught with his left hand. He did this three times, and then went to the river to wash the bullets.

"Junerick, what do you think about keeping this as a keepsake for Sherry?"

"..."

Seeing that Xiaolan was already carrying Shirley upstream, Junairic hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Yingsheng and sat down on a rather large gray pebble:

"What is your purpose in rescuing Shirley?"

"To be honest, I'm quite curious about drug A, especially after you described it as so amazing, I'm even more curious now."

Yingsheng speaks the truth.

Junairik's eyes flickered: "You..."

“Don’t panic,” Ying Sheng interrupted. “I don’t need it to prolong my life, nor do I want to resurrect anyone. At this stage, I’m just curious. I will never restrict Miss Shirley’s personal freedom, no matter what she does afterward.”

By the way, even if I wanted her to continue her research, I wouldn't have the financial resources to build her a research institute.

Besides, aren't you here?

Junairik was stunned.

"I?"

Ying Sheng smiled: "Junai, you seem to be even more talented than Shirley, and your moral compass is also more flexible. If I have a need in this area, I would naturally prefer to come to you. Miss Shirley, just let her choose the life she likes."

Seeing Junerick lost in thought, Ying Sheng smiled and took his hand, placing the three cleaned bullets in his right hand.

"look."

A sudden chill ran through his palms, and Junairik involuntarily looked down, only to hear Ying Sheng speak softly:

"This is Miss Shirley's life."

"!!!"

Junairik's heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly pulled his hand back, but Ying Sheng held it tightly, preventing him from moving an inch.

Ying Sheng smiled and slowly closed his fingers, holding the three bullets in his palm.

“Junai, this is the life you gave her.”

"!!!!!!"

An even greater shock filled my heart, but then came an indescribable, boundless ecstasy.

It was him who saved Sherry?!

Chapter 222 Ai Haibara was born with the world's love!

The gently flowing river rippled faintly in the moonlight, and all around was quiet except for the soft sound of the wind.

Shiho Miyano's skin was originally almost entirely charred black. After careful cleaning, the charring was not reduced much, but rather became more mottled.

The extra colors were pale yellow fat, finely seeping blood, and pink tender flesh.

The effects of the morphine were becoming increasingly difficult to suppress; even though her breathing was so faint as to be barely audible, her body was trembling slightly.