Surviving This Year in the Conan World Means Victory

Seven years ago, timeline.

Fujiwara Yu was diligently searching for the Child of Destiny named "Edogawa Conan," believing that only by finding him could he gain permanent residency in...

Chapter 189,/.

"What, what is this?" Sotaro Goji asked nervously, looking up.

"This is a CIA-made poison. If you don't take the antidote within 24 hours, you'll die." Fujiwara Yuu tilted his head, a sly smile flashing across his face. "Mr. Sōji, aren't you planning on eating it yourself? I can feed it to you, but I'm a bit rough and a bit of a germaphobe, so I'll probably have to cut your mouth open and throw it in there."

When Sotaro Goji saw the man in front of him take out a dagger from his pocket, he was so scared that he stuffed the black pill into his mouth. The bitter taste spread. He wanted to spit it out secretly, but unfortunately the agent did not give him the chance. He slapped him hard on the back. He swallowed the pill subconsciously, which made him regret it.

Fujiwara Yu curled his lips in satisfaction. He grabbed the distraught Goji Sotaro and said coldly:

"Go get dressed and take us to the trading location."

"But... Ushiyama and I agreed on a time."

"What time is it?"

"This afternoon at 5:00 PM sharp."

Fujiwara Yu took out his phone and checked the time. There were still 12 hours until the transaction. He looked at the woman who had been injected with anesthetic and fell asleep, and said with a gloomy face:

"Don't act rashly during this period. I will have my subordinates keep an eye on you. If this woman wakes up, let her leave. If she dares to say another word, the antidote will be gone."

"I promise I won't tell. Please give me the antidote!" Sotaro Goji said hurriedly.

"Be obedient and you will get what you want."

Fujiwara Yuu wasn't worried about the other party notifying the person he was talking about. He walked out of the bedroom, took a breath of fresh air, and looked at White who was waiting outside, and said:

"White, keep an eye on it. I'm going back to the community center first."

"Okay." White thought about the conversation he had just heard and asked curiously, "Mr. Clare, when did our organization produce such a poison? Can you give me two?"

"Take it."

White took the small iron box and took a look at it. After seeing the words on it clearly, he was stunned.

Because it clearly says: 100% pure dark chocolate beans.