Shirou's clones number 30 million

Upon seeing this, Akemi Miyano immediately stopped the car and asked with great concern:

"What's wrong, Shiho?"

“There are organized people nearby.”

The Haibara brand's radar system is invincible and has never had a problem.

This time, naturally, is no exception.

Akemi Miyano immediately got out of the car, pulled Ai Haibara up, and hurriedly ran towards the Hayami Detective Agency.

In her eyes, Hayami Detective Agency was the safest place in the world.

However, because she was running too fast, she didn't notice Gin's car parked downstairs at the office.

Rushing up to the second floor, after knocking on the door a few times, Akemi Miyano's face lit up with joy as she watched Conan open the door.

Unexpectedly, Conan was here.

Although five years had passed, her familiar attire made her recognize the other person at a glance.

"Long time no see, little detective."

"Miss Akemi, thank goodness! You really are not dead."

Although he had already heard from Hayami that Miyano Akemi was still alive, Conan felt more relieved than surprised when he actually saw her.

Hayami was telling the truth; she wasn't lying to herself.

Akemi Miyano, who witnessed her passing, is actually still alive.

"Yes, I was saved by Detective Hayami back then."

As they were talking, Miyano Akemi's gaze suddenly fell on Gin and Vermouth behind Conan. Her face turned pale instantly, and she instinctively wanted to run away.

But when she looked down again, Shiho Miyano was already filled with unbearable fear, and in that state, she couldn't possibly run very far.

Moreover, the last shred of reason in her heart made it hard for her to believe that Conan and Detective Hayami would collude with the organization.

"What's the story with those two? Are they themselves?"

"Sigh... let's talk inside."

Conan welcomed the two into the living room and sighed softly.

"Although I'm very reluctant to admit it, these two seem to be undercover agents."

what!

Ai Haibara instinctively looked at Gin. "You're an undercover agent? How is that possible?"

This unexpected turn of events left her completely bewildered.

Gin looked Ai Haibara up and down, and said in a slightly mocking tone:

"I never expected you to have turned into a child. No wonder I couldn't find you."

"We haven't achieved any results yet. In fact, you yourself are the best experimental subject. How ironic, Sherry."

It really is Gin! Not someone else in disguise.

Realizing this, Ai Haibara was completely at a loss.

Gin, whom we've always feared, turns out to be a mole within the organization?

No, if someone like him can be an undercover agent, then are there any loyal members in the organization?

"Gin, since you're an undercover agent, why are you so dedicated to hunting down other undercover agents?"

"Many of the undercover agents I killed weren't actually real undercover agents. To gain the organization's trust, it's often those with guilty consciences who work harder."

"So, you really are an undercover agent? Are you kidding me! If you're an undercover agent, why are you more eager to kill than anyone else?"

"To gain the organization's trust more quickly, don't make me repeat myself."

The icy, chilling tone sent a shiver down Ai Haibara's spine.

To say that someone who kills without hesitation is actually a good person now is simply a joke.

Ai Haibara forced herself to calm down, but with Gin in front of her, she couldn't calm down no matter what.

Five years later, Gin remains her biggest psychological trauma.

"Conan, you called me here specifically for this, surely not so that I'd find out these two are undercover agents?"

"Yes, I just asked Gin if there were any left of the poison that shrunk me. He said the stock was all used up, and only you know the research data."

"You want me to cooperate with him? No way."

Ai Haibara resolutely refused, even if the two were undercover agents, she had no intention of getting involved with them in any way.

If possible, it's best to stay as far away as possible.

Don't you want to go back to the way things were?

"Do not want to."

Ai Haibara's lips curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Rejuvenation—this is something so many people dream of. Why would we want to restore it?"

"If there were other side effects, that would be fine, but based on my personal experience over the past few years, we have just become ordinary children, and our bodies develop normally."

"Since it can grow back, what's the point of going back to the way it was?"

Conan's expression changed slightly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

I've never had a serious conversation with Ai Haibara before, who would have thought she would have such thoughts?

Indeed, from her perspective, being 10 years younger isn't a bad thing.

"I need the antidote. I want to return to an adult body. Please!"

As he spoke, Conan faced Ai Haibara and bowed deeply.

Although he knew this was going to be a very difficult thing for Ash, five years was just too long, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

Ai Haibara opened her mouth, but then stopped herself from speaking.

Whether to agree or refuse, it's hard to say either way.

Hayami Shirou shook his head slightly and sighed:

"Don't make things difficult for her, Conan. I'll ask someone else to help you research an antidote."

"Is it okay?" Conan asked quickly.

"Well... it's not that difficult."

Hasegawa Shirou has been researching demi-humans. With immortal demi-humans as experimental subjects, the progress of the experiments can naturally be accelerated rapidly.

Human experimentation is a taboo subject because the mortality rate is often extremely high.

But it's different for Ajin; apart from the person involved, no one would have any objections to it.

Experimentation is essential for the research of any drug.

If we can conduct countless experiments, even with insufficient research data, we can accelerate the research and development process by increasing the number of experiments.

"Great! Do you need me to provide a blood sample?" Conan asked quickly.

"No need, he's an expert in this field. You don't need to provide anything. Just wait for the results."

After all, he had secretly obtained and given the blood of both Conan and Ai Haibara to Hasegawa.

"You agreed so readily, I'm starting to worry. Are you sure it's okay?"

"Don't worry, the results will be out soon."

I haven't asked Conan before, but I can just mention it at the party tonight.

Given Hasegawa's current position in the research institute, it wouldn't be difficult for him to get everyone to stop their current projects and work together to develop an antidote.

Of course, that would be a huge waste and unnecessary.

"Hmm... then I'll leave it to you. But to be honest, I'm increasingly convinced that you are actually the leader of the Black Organization."

"Don't say such unfounded things, you're almost scaring Haibara to tears."

Indeed, just because of this one sentence, Ai Haibara was once again trembling with fear.

Chapter 417 This is indeed just a useless thing

Chapter 417, Section 418: This is indeed just a chicken rib.

Nighttime, within a space shrouded in white mist.

"I finally did it!"

As soon as Shirou Hasegawa entered, he shouted excitedly.

"What succeeded?" Shirou Sakurai asked instinctively.

"Is that even a question? Of course it's research by demi-humans."

As he spoke, as if to prove his point, Hasegawa Shirou instantly created an ice blade, reversed the blade, and plunged it straight into his own neck.

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere, and he fell straight to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the wound healed and he stood up again.

"Just like this, after consuming a lot of resources, we finally created a demi-human immortality transfer reagent, and now I am a demi-human too."

"Was it really necessary to make it so bloody?" Hayami Shirou frowned slightly.

As a detective, he despised people who would resort to violence at the slightest provocation, even if they were just staging a suicide attempt.

“You don’t understand.” Shirou Hasegawa shook his head slightly. “My long-cherished wish has finally come true. It’s hard for me to share this feeling of just wanting to indulge myself.”

"Okay, whatever makes you happy."

Hayami Shirou didn't reply, his gaze shifting back to the pool of blood on the ground.

"Come share your abilities!" Kitahara Shirou excitedly leaned in.

"Ah."