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

Secondary explosions of burning vehicles are actually quite common.

Although the sight of the flames exploding in mid-air was somewhat unusual, they didn't understand the physics involved. Anyway, that's how it happened. The world is amazing.

Moreover, this clearly points out the way forward for everyone, which is truly a great thing.

With that thought in mind, Agent Gray quickened his pace.

He suddenly felt a slight itch in his nasal cavity, twitched his nose a couple of times, and didn't pay attention to this trivial matter.

A sneeze came through the communication headset, and the next second it was a reprimand from a superior in Washington: How could you not even do such a small thing right? Couldn't you just put up with it?

Tom seems to have rhinitis, what bad luck.

As Agent Gray casually thought of something and was about to take another step, he suddenly realized that his nasal cavity was even itchier, making him feel an urge to sneeze.

The reprimand from his superior had only lasted two seconds, but Agent Gray forced himself to swallow it.

But the next second, a series of sneezes came through the communication channel, and he couldn't help but join in.

"Something's wrong, there's something in the air!"

The CIA agents weren't fools. One of them coughed as he mumbled his guess, clearly covering his mouth and nose, and the others echoed his agreement.

Hearing the commotion, his superior in the earpiece immediately became serious, asking if there were any unusual circumstances. Everyone replied that there were none for the time being, which relieved him. He tapped his fingers on his desk and spoke in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, this may just be a trick by the target. This operation is very important, and Washington is paying close attention. I hope you can persevere."

No one answered; they simply continued forward, suppressing their coughs.

They had no choice but to agree.

Furthermore, since they didn't immediately activate large-scale signal jamming, the other side could still contact the outside world. Judging from Sherry's previous reaction, the other side likely had someone outside keeping watch and had requested support from their teammates early on. Of course, they wanted to finish the battle quickly.

If another Milotaur were to come from outside, these ordinary people wouldn't be able to handle it.

It's just a cough, that's nothing... what... is it...?!

Agent Gray's steps suddenly froze, thud—! His heart pounded violently, like a war drum, and countless unimaginable pains erupted from within his body!

It started with his trachea, as if it had been torn apart by a rough, rusty sickle. The scalding heat, carrying the smell of rust, burned his nasal cavity and drew the intense heat into his lungs, scorching every inch of his alveoli.

Centered on the lungs, the excruciating pain spread rapidly through the bloodstream, as if molten lava with black smoke was surging through every blood vessel, igniting every piece of flesh and blood it passed through.

The chest cavity, abdomen, and limbs are all located throughout the human body.

An unbearable pain emanated from the depths of his bone marrow, and the illusory flames were licking at his flesh inch by inch!

"Ahhh——!!!"

Every cell in his body was screaming in agonizing pain, the cries converging in Agent Gray's mouth, transforming into a piercing scream that echoed through the night sky. And before him, in the earpiece, under the night sky, this sound had already risen and fallen, forming a continuous chorus!

"It's over..."

The superior in Washington murmured and slumped down. Those guys in Tokyo had wasted a great opportunity and might even have lost an undercover agent.

What a mistake.

Hopefully someone survived; he wasn't even there, so he can't write the report himself.

"Drug A is really powerful."

Beside the campfire burning in the Toyota car, Hotaru listened to the continuous symphony around him, and sighed in admiration. He then turned to look at Ai Haibara, still nestled in Ran's arms, and gave her a thumbs up.

"Did you also go through such pain back then? That's truly admirable."

Ai Haibara's eyes were complicated: "I was unconscious at the time, so I didn't feel much."

As she listened to the screams echoing all around her, her eyelids drooped lower and lower, and a torrent of blood rushed toward her, completely engulfing her soul.

"Maybe no one will die. These are large particles, so the absorption efficiency might not be that high," Ying Sheng said.

Ai Haibara shook her head and didn't say anything.

That is indeed the case, but to expect that no one would die in this situation would be a bit too self-deceptive.

And even if that were the case, such an experience undoubtedly reminded her of the past, the A drug she produced, which has claimed countless lives to this day.

Her hands were already stained with sin...

“I said, the evil isn’t in the research of Drug A, it’s in the brewery. Who said that before?” Ying Sheng sighed softly. “If anyone’s to blame, it’s me and Gin, the executioners who used it. Why do you, a researcher, put so much psychological pressure on yourself?”

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Ying Sheng quickly looked up at Xiao Lan and reminded her, "You can breathe, you're not still holding your breath, are you?"

"........."

Ran said speechlessly, "I knew I could breathe when I heard a sneeze around the corner, but you're comforting Ai, so I can't say anything."

She thought for a moment and said, "Besides, you can't guarantee that all the medicine powders are uniform. What if there are even smaller particles? I feel it's safer to hold your breath."

Generally speaking, particles larger than 10 micrometers are most likely to irritate the nasal cavity, throat, and other upper respiratory tract, causing sneezing and mild coughing. However, the smallest diameter of the filter element in the gas mask they wear is 0.3 micrometers.

Even considering that the dust particles can penetrate the respiratory tract and enter the alveoli, their diameter would be even smaller, differing by a decimal point, making it highly likely that there would be no problem.

Ying Sheng was quite surprised: "Xiao Lan, why do you react so little to what's happening around you?"

"Did you think I was joking before?" Xiaolan sighed. "In this life-or-death situation, what other choice do we have? Besides, aren't all those people outside villains? I think it's alright."

"Um……"

Ying Sheng looked at him suspiciously: "You're not just putting on a brave face, are you? If you have something to say, you should say it. If you keep it bottled up inside, it will end up being really bad."

"How bad?"

"Just like Ai is now."

"........."

Ai Haibara, who was already immersed in her low spirits, was temporarily pulled to the surface upon hearing this. Just as she was about to sink back down, she heard:

"If you feel guilty, then go and atone for it. What kind of behavior is it to keep cowering like this?"

Ai Haibara didn't answer, but she clearly looked up at Hotaru. Hotaru spread his hands and continued:

"Just like what Mingzhi is doing now, trying to conquer Alzheimer's disease. You are an absolute genius. Since you think you are so guilty, why not try to conquer some other life-threatening diseases, such as cancer?"

If you can conquer it, everyone in the world will benefit from you, and the number of lives directly saved by you will be at least in the hundreds of thousands or millions.

Even if you say that saving a hundred people is equivalent to losing one life, after a simple addition and subtraction, you are still doing immeasurable good deeds, and you might even receive a halo of Buddha's light from behind your head.

Surrounded by such boundless goodwill, will your heart regain its light? Will your soul find peace and joy? Will you find the happiness that belongs to you?

I think the answer is of course.

You can even find peace right now, simply by letting go of that excessive sense of responsibility.

Under the pale moonlight, Ai Haibara remained silent for a long time until the screams around her gradually disappeared and the abandoned warehouse area returned to its former tranquility.

A gentle breeze stirs the grass and insects chirp.

If it weren't for the embers still burning on the chassis and the black smoke rising into the sky, it would have seemed as if nothing had ever happened.

"I will try my best."

Ai Haibara raised her head, her gaze resolute: "Technological progress is meant to make the world a better place, that's for sure. I will begin research into human diseases. And this evil force, the organization, must be eliminated!"

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Ying Sheng clapped for her and smiled gently: "That's good. I don't want to be coaxing children every day."

"Hmph, I'm not a child."

"Yes, yes, you're just an overly kind-hearted big kid. You know the world isn't black and white, so why are you so hard on yourself?" Hotaru pouted, and seeing Ai Haibara about to speak, he spoke first:

"I am a villain with a despicable passport, you don't need to remind me of that."

"I……"

“I have something important for you to do now,” Hotaru interrupted again, “Call Rena Mizunashi and tell her that you just had a little accident, but it’s been resolved now. See how she reacts.”

Haibara Ai was utterly speechless, and glared at him fiercely: "Can't you let someone finish speaking?"

Ying Sheng laughed and said, "It's mainly because I think you're more energetic when you get annoyed."

Ai Haibara: "…………"

She took out her phone and shifted her body slightly: "Now I can walk by myself, right?"

"It's best not to. Who knows if some might slip through the net? Your safety is the most important thing."

Ying Sheng led the way to the warehouse where Amuro Tooru was first hanging upside down. It was not far away. After entering and walking around the shelves, the warehouse was completely empty except for the rope hanging straight down and a basin of dog blood below it.

Oh, and there were newspapers and dog carcasses too.

Ai Haibara had already dialed Rena Mizunashi's number, and the other end spoke first:

"Ms. Shirley, may we continue the interview?"

His tone was one of great joy and eagerness, accompanied by the roar of a car engine.

Ai Haibara didn't answer, but looked up at Hotaru. Hotaru walked over, muted her phone, and asked:

"Hopefully, are there any vehicles passing by outside?"

“I don’t see it in this direction, um… I found it. There’s a black BMW heading towards Chiba Prefecture. It’s one of the cars those people came in. But it’s facing away from me. I can’t see if it’s Rena Mizunashi inside even with my binoculars.”

Hua Ying hoped.

After saying that, she seemed to remember something and hurriedly said, "Big brother, didn't I puncture their tires earlier? Now I've let it slip."

Ying Sheng chuckled: "And there are roadblocks too?"

"Yes!"

Hua Ying hoped to be pleasantly surprised, but feigned disappointment, saying, "That person's driving skills are excellent; he actually avoided the roadblock."

Her tone immediately rose again: "Was the previous fire explosion your big brother's divine power? It's such a pity I didn't get to see it up close. And when big brother wanted to get on the car earlier, was he trying to use some other power? What was it?"

"I'll tell you later. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

After Ying Sheng finished speaking, he looked at Haibara Ai and said, "Tell the other side directly that Amuro Tooru has been rescued and that you want those things to be published in the newspapers tomorrow. If she is afraid, she can publish it anonymously. If she is not even afraid to be anonymous, then let her keep it a secret. This is for her safety."

Ai Haibara nodded and turned on the microphone to relay the meaning.

Rena Mizunashi said she would think it over carefully and give an answer before noon today. She also expressed her regret for Tooru Amuro's escape and wished Ai Haibara a safe journey.

It was already 12:30 a.m. on Sunday. The morning news of Nichiri TV had been largely finalized. If Mizunashi Rena was truly an uninvolved person, Haibara Ai didn't want to make her work overtime all night, so she agreed.