Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

[In order to treat Sachiko, he sold the house. I originally liked the backyard, the grass always grew well there... He also changed jobs after being introduced by his colleagues. Because he couldn't go home often, he put I brought it here. 】

[But I don't like this. It's too depressing here. There's no sunshine. The aura of those people is also terrible. I've vaguely heard the screams of the same kind... Sachiko won't like it either. She likes the sun best... …]

[I hope Sachiko gets better soon and can return to his original job...]

Although the white rabbit is a real rabbit, it still perfectly displays the must-have virtues of every NPC facing the protagonist's aura - answering all questions and giving out all the important information he knows.

Hearing its words, the rabbit fell silent.

How should he explain to it that here there are only deaths in the line of duty (some of them died at the hands of one's own people), there is no resignation, and anyone who wants to change jobs is a dead end...

Faced with the garrulous animal, he ultimately said nothing.

Because it's a rabbit.

...and he himself is just a rabbit at this time.

Rabbit felt his heart felt heavy. He looked down at the group chat interface, thinking about the words, and planned to tell Glenn this information - his daughter was the reason why Kuroki joined the organization, and may also be the motivation for conducting the experiment this time.

Kuroki came back. He put the washed green leafy vegetables into the box and petted two rabbits respectively, with a smile on his face.

The rabbit's head was touched and he looked up at Kuroki.

The black wood in the photo is a bit slovenly, and there is some untrimmed stubble on the chin. Now that he is here alone, he has shaved his beard cleanly.

His smile is almost the same as in the photo. The smiles of father and daughter are exactly the same.

Rabbit looked down at the group chat. Glenn didn't reply for the time being. He was probably still busy dealing with Gin.

Suddenly, he had an idea and stretched out his paw to pat the ear of the white rabbit next to him.

He temporarily transferred the hearing in one ear, turning the animal in front of him into a live listening device.

Since Kuroki is a big suspect and Glenn wants to investigate the matter, he can help within the scope of his ability.

...After all, he doesn't want to rely on his "teammates" forever anymore.

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The other side monitors the room.

After initially identifying the suspect, Gin did not kill him immediately. He retrieved the suspect's file, checked his academic qualifications and work history, and sent a message to the BOSS.

Vodka adjusted his sunglasses and spoke tentatively: "I don't understand... Ordinary rats are bribed to leak information about the operation in advance. How should we study this?"

Research requires money, energy and huge amounts of knowledge. Even the researcher responsible for a project cannot remember all the information required for the project.

The organization has strict control over researchers' mobile phones and other electronic storage tools, and they cannot take data away at will. Internal computers also have protection measures: unimportant information is protected by software, and there are separate rooms for storing important information. In addition, all network cables are unplugged to physically isolate them from external hacker intrusions.

"Their target should be the discarded 'trash'."

Glenn, who was staying by Miyano Shiho's side to confirm the suspect's situation with her, replied.

"It is quite troublesome to deal with experimental waste that needs to be discarded. Just take contaminated cells as an example. You need to add disinfectant, seal all the gaps with sealing film to prevent leakage, and then put them into separate garbage bags."

"This accident resulted in all previous experimental results using the same batch of serum being unusable, and even if they were not contaminated, they had to be discarded - I think this is their goal."

Seeing that Vodka was still confused, Glenn continued to explain: "This garbage cannot be thrown into the street garbage recycling station. You must contact a professional laboratory waste disposal company. In addition to organizing business, the company used here also accepts waste from other ordinary companies. Orders have been operating in a normal manner..."

"...As long as the mouse tells the other party about the company, and they have people guard it, they can get some of the uncontaminated waste from the tissue experiment and can be sent for inspection."

Gin was replenished coldly.

"Once something is found inside that would not appear in ordinary experiments, the police or public security will have reason to seal down the pharmaceutical company above, and then follow the lead to block the tissue experiment base below."

The organization's experimental base was not built randomly. It is owned by a pharmaceutical company and has a close relationship with the organization. External communications are also in the name of this company.

There are many entrances and exits to the base, and researchers from different projects have different entrances to work. Even if a rat leaks out, it will be useless. As long as the surveillance camera detects something unusual, a warning will be issued immediately and it will be automatically destroyed. The police cannot block people directly from below.

Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment: "Public security?"

Gin snorted coldly, his smile full of sinisterness: "Scotch whiskey... this captured mouse is not dead yet."

Glenn remained silent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

At this time, Gin's cell phone rang, and Vodka looked at his elder brother after clearing his thoughts.

Gin looked at the display on his phone and put away the sneer on his face. He didn't say anything to them, turned and left the monitoring room.

Judging from the expression, it's not the gentleman calling, but if you want to avoid talking to them, the identity of the other party must be unusual...

Vodka, who was familiar with Gin, made a judgment. He turned to stare at Glenn and Miyano Shiho to prevent them from going out to disturb Gin.

Miyano Shiho had been silent just now. It wasn't until Gin left that she touched Glenn's arm: "Is this place unusable?"

Glenn nodded: "There is a risk of exposure here. I have contacted Rum and he said that he will prepare a new base to move all the people who have no problems here. You don't have to worry about this."

"Will it take long?"

"No." Glenn denied, "Mihua happens to have a base that has been vacant for a long time. In order to move as quickly as possible, he should choose there."

If you are a cautious Gin, you will no longer stay in Rice Flowers; but if you are an impatient Rum who pursues quick solutions to problems and continues tasks quickly, you may move there...

Miyano Shiho thought of this and fell silent.

As Gin's younger brother, Vodka had often dealt with her before and was quite familiar with her expression. He thought she was suffering from Gin's PTSD attack again: "I didn't expect you were still so afraid of big brother after not seeing each other for a year."

Miyano Shiho turned his head and did not answer.

Instead, it was Glenn who spoke: "Actually, Gin is not that scary. As long as he works hard and communicates normally, he is easy to talk to. At least he is very emotionally stable..."

"...I feel like he's the kind of person who wouldn't be angry even if a female member told him to strip naked or invite another man for a ride," Glenn added.

Miyano Shiho burst out laughing, and then immediately covered his mouth.

Vodka froze.

After a second, his expression turned to one of utter horror.

……

Outside the surveillance room, Gin knew nothing about everything inside. He was talking to a person on his mobile phone.

"I can't tell you my ability at the moment... In terms of personality, he is one of the few people under Rum who can communicate normally."

The object of the gin review is grain whiskey.

He has a bad relationship with Rum, but he doesn't dislike Glenn, one of Rum's confidants.

In the past, he often dealt with Rum's other two men who were gone. Binga had a bad temper and always wanted to pull him down; Bourbon sometimes spoke strangely and had an ugly face, and he was also a mystic who made people clench their fists.

Compared to them, Glenn was too normal.

Report the incident as soon as possible, analyze and find the cause immediately, and find ways to remedy it. Even if you are criticized a few times, you rarely reply, and you still keep your rationality and mission first...

Gin did not tell the caller about the laboratory accident and only commented on Glenn's character.

After this comment, he heard a soft smile from the other end of the phone.

"Are his eyes beautiful?"

——Qingliu Binguang, who was opposite, suddenly asked an inexplicable question.

Chapter 176 Gin’s Daily Life

There is no day, night or seasons in the organization's underground experimental base. No matter what time of day, the interior is always as bright as day and maintains the same comfortable temperature.

But Kuroki now had a layer of sweat on his back.

Wearing a white lab coat, nitrile gloves on his hands, and a tightly pulled mask, he was busy with other people in the laboratory.

"This seal."

"Those disposable petri dishes are placed aside separately, sterilized first, and then thrown into medical waste bags."

"This place is clean, come here and spray disinfectant."

The youngest Miyano Shiho directed them around.

Yesterday's pollution caused the previous experiment to be scrapped. The researchers of this project stayed at the base last night and almost didn't sleep well all night. They were called to deal with waste as soon as they got up in the morning and took the opportunity to clean up the previous garbage. Do some house cleaning and get ready to start from scratch.

A female colleague next to Kuroki sighed softly: "All the previously tested organisms had to be replaced. Those little mice were quite cute..."

Kuroki laughed a few times as he recalled how she picked up the curved tweezers and pinched a mouse eyeball while discussing how to go out to eat medium-rare bloodshot steak and red wine at night.

"Hey, Kuroki. I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?" The female colleague turned her face and said dissatisfied.

Kuroki lowered his head to deal with the matter at hand. He carefully sealed the gaps in the petri dish with parafilm little by little. Without looking at her, he just said softly: "I'm not very good at communicating with women..."

The female colleague caught a glimpse of his wrinkled sleeves and muttered, "Don't you and Shirley have a good conversation?" and turned to deal with the things on the next table.

Kuroki quietly glanced at her before leaving, and after making sure there was no one around him, he put the petri dish in his hand into a yellow biological garbage bag in this blind spot of surveillance.

At this moment, his heart, which was already beating wildly, almost jumped to his throat.

Behind him, colleagues walked back and forth. Some people were complaining helplessly. Some people asked Miyano Shiho how to deal with certain things. The mysophobic colleague finally stopped spraying disinfectant after being stopped by others.

No one noticed him.

……That's good.

Although the organization sent people to investigate yesterday, they may not be able to find out so quickly.

In fact, he didn't want to be in such a hurry. He should wait. Next month, they would conduct an experiment with a very high failure rate. It would be safer to do it then, but...

...But, she couldn't wait any longer.

Kuroki suppressed the fear and tension in his heart, tied the mouth of the bag tightly, made a mark in a hidden place, and put it in the corner.

Then, as if nothing happened, he and other colleagues started working as usual.

……

The laboratory was busy, and Junerik came over to ask if he wanted to help, but was coaxed away by Miyano Shiho.

Glenn isn't here, he hasn't been seen since he came to pick up the rabbit last night. As Rum's confidant, he has been very busy and cannot always keep an eye on this place.

Kuroki had no doubts about this.

This tidying up lasted until the afternoon, with no rest in between. When Miyano Shiho announced the end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"You guys go back and rest. The experiment will start again tomorrow."

A group of people left the laboratory. Many people were sighing, and their eyes could not hide the exhaustion and helplessness. Kuroki felt sorry for them and walked towards the single dormitory alone.