Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

"She had been injected with many drugs, including anticoagulants and nerve suppressants... In addition to being tortured, she must have been abused as a toy. The recent wounds on her body are the best proof of this."

"This Miss Judy has been hypnotized... In simple terms, it is a method of destroying the other person's will from a spiritual level... Of course, if you obey the hypnotist subjectively, at most you will feel like you slept during the hypnosis... But if you resist, this will happen."

"By the way, when we first received her yesterday, she had almost no ability to move on her own. You can simply understand that she was in a state of complete dementia at the time."

Conan felt a little dizzy after hearing these words.

But he still caught the key words:

Torture, sadism, hypnosis, dementia...

It was the work of the Black Organization!

Conan clenched his hands tightly, his eyes flashing with flames of anger.

The people from that organization caused Teacher Judy to become like this... their crime is truly unforgivable!

Destroy! They must all be destroyed!!

"..."

Tianle looked at Conan, who was on fire, and fell into deep thought.

Lord Lie asked him to reveal some information about the organization to this young man... Was his way of revealing it wrong?
Should I pour a basin of water on my child to calm him down?
He looked at the basin in the corner that collected the leaking roof and fell into a second thought.

Fortunately, today's Conan is no longer the innocent Detective Conan who has not suffered from the beatings of society.

Today's Conan has been played by his parents, deceived by the Five Star Group, and betrayed by his revolutionary comrades...

It is no exaggeration to say that Conan has now seen the fickleness of human nature and the wickedness of the world, and has developed a certain immunity and resistance to many things, so after a brief moment of anger, he slowly regained his composure.

——Anyway, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't drag out the people from the organization and beat them up immediately. It would be better for him to pay more attention to the people and things in front of him.

such as……

Conan quickly glanced at Lie who was playing with the dog at the door, and turned his head quickly, "Mr. Tianle, I want to ask...um, Mr. Tianle, what are you doing with the basin of water?"

The latter who was caught calmly put the basin back and said, "Nothing, I just want you to calm down."

Conan: "..."

Thanks for the invitation, I already feel a chill down my spine.

Tianle put down the basin and turned around, "What do you want to ask?"

"Um..." Conan looked at Tianle, "Uncle Tianle, what did you do before?"

"Before?" Tianle fiddled with the crooked clock on the secret door and raised his head. "When do you mean?"

"It was Mr. Tianle, before you joined... uh, Mr. Lin's organization?" Conan considered his words.

Tianle stopped what he was doing, thought carefully for a moment, and replied:
"My family used to run a watch shop. After I came to Japan to study, I sold the shop and the house. After graduation, I stayed in school to teach and opened this repair shop. Apart from that, I didn't do any other work."

Conan was slightly stunned.

This resume...sounds too normal.

"So, what happens after you join Mr. Lin's organization?"

"…fighting crime?"

Conan: "..."

For the Nth attempt of the Five-Star Group, Conan returned empty-handed and failed again.

but……

Tianle looked at Conan, then looked at his boss who was making faces at the door, pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke:
"In fact, our organization is a very extensive and powerful organization..."

"...Ah?" Conan's ears twitched and he raised his head.

Is this... actively giving him information?
"Not only is it widespread, but the atmosphere is also harmonious and friendly?" Tianle's expression was a little unnatural, and his tone of voice was a little stiff... It was as if he was reciting, "Our company has good benefits, provides a variety of promotion paths, adopts the principle of voluntary work, and has a fixed salary and bonus every month..." Conan: "..."

Why did Mr. Lin's masked gang set their sights on him? !
……

Some unknown place.

In a pitch-black environment.

The hideous face was illuminated by the fluorescent light, and it looked particularly hateful in the darkness...

"It must be him, I won't make a mistake!"

He growled at the computer screen.

No one knows where he works on the surface, and only two people have the opportunity to contact him in disguise...

But Chablis has disappeared, or even died, so the only person left is -

"Gin!"

The ferocious face stared at the computer, "I will definitely find a way to send you to the execution platform!"

……

Organization, small underground training ground.

Gin, who was battling wits with the projected mannequin, sneezed.

Gin blew his nose and muttered quietly, "Who is talking about me again?" At the same time, he raised his knife and cut the dummy's head in half without hesitation.

“Too light…”

The configuration of this small training ground is indeed not as good as the big one. Although they both have training dummies, the ones here are as light as foam.

It can be said that there is no feel at all.

After two rounds of practice, Gin felt a little bored, so he turned off the melee mode, changed the scene to a wilderness gunfight theme, and started a new round of the game...

Yes, this kind of simulation training, which is mainly provided to newcomers, is almost like playing games in Gin's eyes.

It's all virtual, there is no entity.

Gin regretted running over here. It was really boring. He might as well go find someone to fight... Yeah? Yes, why didn't he go find someone to fight?
After a second of silence for his brain, Gin tapped his head, wondering if he was suffering from dementia again.

"...Tsk, but it seems that I can't find anyone who can fight."

Gin counted on his fingers.

He can't find his own friends. Now the cell phone signal has been confirmed to be located. If he goes there, he may expose the location of other people. It is not convenient to contact them by phone. The only two people in the organization who can fight are Angostra and Anderburg, and there is also Grenz who has some hypnotic ability. As long as other people don't come on the field with machine guns, Gin is not afraid of them.

But for some considerations, Gin would not treat them as targets for beating... no, for fighting.

"How about eating some junk food? Or go to the amusement park to kill some time?"

Gin felt a little bored without any mission.

People are so strange. When you have a lot of tasks, you think about how nice it would be to have nothing to do one day. But once you really have nothing to do, you will feel very bored.

After packing up his things and leaving the training base, Gin began to wander aimlessly on the street again.

Until he almost reached the edge of Shibuya, he saw a large poster on a nearby store:
'Libora's new game launch will officially open at 7pm on March 22nd! New and old customers are welcome to come and experience it.'
"what?"

Gin opened his eyes slightly.

March 22nd...

Isn't that today?