Chapter 127 Chapter 127 The alienated nest.

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The police department was in such chaos that no one noticed a car driving out of the underground garage and blending into the morning rush hour traffic.

Except for one person.

When Hagiwara Kenji stepped on the accelerator, he saw Conan standing at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department in the rearview mirror. The eccentrically smart kid was looking at his car as it drove away, his glasses reflecting light slightly, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"..." Hagiwara Kenji lowered his eyes slightly, but did not stop. He turned the steering wheel and the car turned smoothly to the right, out of the sight of the little detective.

He took out his cell phone, typed a few words quickly, and clicked send.

A few minutes later, the phone started beeping three times in a row, a relentless barrage of calls that betrayed the caller's restlessness. Hagiwara Kenji threw the phone away, not answering any of them.

Mo Shiyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head. His wig had fallen off a little, and a few strands of raw ash suddenly appeared in his drooping black hair.

The weather was hot and muggy, and the loose hair at the back of his neck was soaked and stuck to his neck. His hands were tied and he couldn't fix it, which made him look a little embarrassed. But the corners of his lips still held a beautiful curve as he whispered, "Although it's a little late, I still want to say congratulations. Congratulations on your promotion."

“…”

"Officer Hagiwara, even for your future, I don't think what you're doing is a good idea..."

"Oh?" Hagiwara Kenji uttered a simple syllable. He tilted his head and stared at Mo Shiyu with his purple eyes. "So, you said, you got the information about Nagawa Pharmaceutical Factory from the Metropolitan Police Department. What are you going to do next?"

"Whatever I do, it's not good. It's better not to listen."

Mo Shiyu spoke, and after he finished speaking, he bent down to avoid the shooting of several surveillance cameras along the road.

Hagiwara Kenji watched his actions, his purple eyes flickering. An unknown emotion welled up in his heart, causing him to chuckle coldly. "Okay, I know I can't convince you. It's been like this since two years ago."

"You don't have to hide from the cameras. Even if I'm charged with harboring a fugitive, it's my own choice."

“…”

At some point, the handsome police officer who used to look at him with gentle and sad eyes had changed, and Mo Shiyu could no longer detect any emotion in his bottomless eyes.

“…” Mo Shiyu pursed his lips slightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

When the car stopped at some traffic light, the back door suddenly opened and a slender figure rushed in. The door slammed shut, and Mo Shiyu was startled. Then he heard a very angry voice breaking the silence in the car, "What do you mean by not answering my call?"

The white doll that had been lying in his arms poked its little head out from under his gray suit.

The black hole-like eyes reflected the handsome and cool profile of Matsuda Jinpei. There was anger in his eyes, and his gaze suddenly paused when it fell on Mo Shiyu in the passenger seat.

"Huo." He uttered a single syllable, his eyes instantly blazing with anger. "Great, there are two guys looking for death."

Mo Shiyu was wearing Hagiwara Kenji's grey suit jacket, his hands hidden beneath the jacket were handcuffed behind his back. He turned around, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Officer Matsuda, you don't look much different."

"Don't tell me that nonsense." Matsuda Jinpei moved closer, his dark eyes reflecting the gray-haired young man. "It's obvious that you were the one who caused the riot in the parliament yesterday. What do you want to do? I can kill you right now, you know?"

If he really had to choose, Mo Shiyu would rather choose the obvious anger of Matsuda Jinpei. At least such a scolding could be seen and touched.

Unlike Kenji Hagiwara, a handsome police officer who reached a high position in the police force in just two years, and you can even smile at him, but his obvious anger is more unsettling than Jinpei Matsuda's.

Matsuda Jinpei continued staring at him and said, "And there was the secret explosion and crash of the plane over Miami. It must have something to do with you, too."

As expected of the second most intelligent person in the police station, when Matsuda Jinpei said this, there was no fluctuation in Hagiwara Kenji's eyes, and it was obvious that he had already found out about this matter.

"He showed up at the banquet openly, using himself as bait. His real purpose was to destroy the plane."

"That's quite impressive." Matsuda Jinpei stared at him. "Were there any enemies of yours on that plane?"

Although Mo Shiyu was reduced to a prisoner, he still looked up at Matsuda Jinpei in the back seat without any regrets. His messy hair set off his cold gray eyes. His voice was cold, "Officer Matsuda, you see, no one dares to treat me like I did back then. And what I want to destroy, with just such a simple plan, can turn it into ashes in the Pacific Ocean."

"The person who was electrocuted in the rain and couldn't walk will never appear again." He slowly raised the corners of his lips, as if whispering, "Aren't you happy for me?"

His words evoked their shared memories. Matsuda Jinpei paused and his eyes were dazed for a moment. The young figure who had fallen to the ground in the rain a long time ago and couldn't stand up, with blood-red bruises on his exposed wrists, overlapped with the person in front of him.

It was as if there was a layer of frosted glass between them, and the facial features became blurred, hidden behind the glass, and blended into the dark and distant memories.

Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, he followed his inner feeling and pinched Mo Shiyu's face and pulled it out. Mo Shiyu screamed in pain, "Stop pulling! It hurts!"

"You know it hurts, yet you still do this!" Matsuda Jinpei said viciously.

"Okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore—"

Hagiwara Kenji stared at the road ahead, not the two figures huddled together in the passenger seat. His eyes, which were always curved upward, now stretched into a cold, flat line, revealing a hint of gloom. "Xiao Zhenping, so you understand, I won't miss an opportunity like this."

"Opportunity?" Mo Shiyu tilted her cheek, which was pinched red, towards him. He keenly sensed something was wrong from this sentence. "What opportunity?"

But no one answered him. Even Jinpei Matsuda lowered his eyes.

The car stopped in front of a secluded cottage, surrounded by clumps of trees. The only sound in the silence was the chirping of cicadas. Mo Shiyu looked around, and for the first time, his tone showed an unexpected fluctuation. "Where is this place?"

Kenji Hagiwara got out of the car, slammed the door shut, walked around to his side, opened the door and pulled him out.

Mo Shiyu stumbled as he got out of the car. The next second, he was helped by the police officer and stood firm. He refused to move and leaned back a little, his back against the car door. "What are you going to do?"

Hagiwara Kenji punched the car door next to Mo Shiyu, making a loud thud and causing the gray-haired young man's pupils to shrink. "Aren't you afraid of nothing? Isn't it true that no one in this world dares to kill you?"

The handsome police officer, with long hair cascading down his shoulders, looked at him, his voice rational and almost cold, "Since you want to go to Nagawa Pharmaceutical Factory, then come with me and take a look."

Mo Shiyu looked at him. The material of the exterior wall of the house was a special material.

He pushed open the door and could see the dust floating in the house. The simple furnishings and wooden furniture made the accommodation extremely basic, but it was still enough to meet a person's daily needs.

The only unusual thing about the room on the right side of the house was a dark door.

Kenji Hagiwara pushed open the door, and a distant rustling sound came from inside. The bright yellow empty space and moist and humid air hit his face.

In an instant, Mo Shiyu's breathing suddenly became heavier. He stared at the scene in front of him, clenching his hands behind his back so tightly that dark blue veins emerged from his wrists.

"This is..." He could no longer maintain his composure, and said in a trembling voice, "How could it be here? How could it be here?"

"We've never stopped exploring the interior of Nagawa Pharmaceutical." Hagiwara Kenji's voice echoed behind him. "The bodies of the psychic soldiers who died after infiltrating were not found inside the pharmaceutical factory, but appeared thousands of miles away in the Dominican Republic."

"Just three minutes after the government lost contact with them."

"Xiao Zhenping and I obtained a photo from a source. It shows an endless, bright yellow room. An undercover informant risked his life to capture it inside a pharmaceutical factory," Hagiwara Kenji said. "This space connects to reality. There are several observable entrances around the world. There's one inside the pharmaceutical factory, one in the Dominican Republic, and this is the third entrance we discovered by chance. However, there's no way to enter, and nothing can come out. Behind the door is just a mirage."

Mo Shiyu's teeth were sore from being bitten. He opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "How did those dead superpower soldiers die?"

"The body was sucked dry and died." Matsuda Jinpei replied.

"Impossible!" Mo Shiyu turned around and stared at him intently. "This space has no offensive power and no intention of expanding. Inside, there is only extremely high concentrations of pollution and radiation. But even if you accidentally enter this space and die, this shouldn't be the way to die."

He had explored inside before, and no one knew better than him that space would only shrink outside the world, would not expand, and would not capture humans. It would only fill each room with long-distorted memories.

Because this is the future him who mutated after death.

It is a nest of mutation.

"Maybe someone is feeding it." Jinpei Matsuda closed the dark door.

"We've been observing this space for six months, but we still haven't figured out what it is. But judging by your reaction, you do know the inside story." Hagiwara Kenji looked at him and, familiarly, pulled a pack of cigarettes from a nearby drawer. He lit it, bit it between his teeth, and exhaled the smoke. "Your abilities don't belong to this world. If we want to develop methods to target you, we can only rely on things that also don't belong to this world."

“…”

Mo Shiyu stared at the dark door, the hatred in his eyes almost overflowing, Wu Wan Lianye... No wonder there have been so many pollutant research products emerging in the pharmaceutical factory in the past two years... It's not just the Marley Ring, there is also an alienated "nest".

The future him who was tortured to death will fall into the hands of the culprit after his death and continue to be exploited and drained of his value.

How can this be true?

No, that's not right.

If they could use this space to capture him, they would have come a long time ago, but at this time, Karasuma Renya and Bai Lan were still keeping their distance, even unusually quiet. There was only one possibility.

This space cannot hurt him, they use this space for other purposes.

Mo Shiyu didn't have the energy to think any further.

His face looked extremely gloomy due to his extreme emotions, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as thick as dripping blood.

He just wanted to bite that damn madman with no bottom line to death like a vicious dog.