Bang!
The iron door closed and the gas chamber returned to its original appearance.
Miyano Shiho sat on the ground in a daze, unable to believe what she had just seen.
【Miyano Akemi is still alive, and a new poison has been perfected.】
She was worried that all this was an illusion caused by her longing for her sister, and that this was a sweet poison given to her by the organization... No, this might be true.
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As the lead developer of the new poison, Miyano Shiho knew better than anyone that the drug she developed wasn't a poison. So, the second half of that sentence was meant specifically for her. Only those who knew this well would understand its meaning.
Her eyes widened slightly. She was always smart and quickly thought of the mouse experiment some time ago. The mouse numbered 4869 did not die of heart failure like the other mice in the experiment, but shrank back to its infancy.
Miyano Shiho figured this out and quickly stretched out her right hand, which was not restrained by the handcuffs, and picked up the sandwich on the plate. After some searching, she found the red and white capsule mixed in the egg salad.
She frowned and thought of what Scotch Whisky said to her. He took the trouble to bring her food and patiently asked about her intentions. Was all this just to keep her alive?
Who is he? He is clearly a code member arranged by Gin, so why is he helping me? And how did he know that the new poison the organization is researching is not a poison?
This matter was clearly a secret within the organization. Even that gentleman's confidant, Gin, was kept in the dark. How did a newcomer who had only been in the organization for a few years know about it?
Although there are too many questions in my mind that I want to ask, now is not the time to think about them. I have to seize the time to escape while no one enters the gas chamber.
Miyano Shiho picked up the red and white capsule with a little egg salad on it and swallowed it without hesitation. She clenched her hands slightly. It was impossible for her to say that she was not nervous... Can humans really shrink like mice?
Five minutes passed, and her body showed no abnormalities. This made her suspicious. Was she deceived by Scotch Whisky? Or was the medicine he got a fake one, and it was simply... Ugh!
Just when Miyano Shiho was doubting the medicine she had taken, the throbbing pain in her heart made her frown. The pain gradually increased with time. She quickly rolled up her sleeves and, without caring that her white coat had not been washed for two days, stuffed it directly into her mouth to avoid making a painful cry that would be heard by the grassroots staff outside the door.
My bones felt like they were melting, my breathing became increasingly rapid, and my consciousness became increasingly blurred.
But Miyano Shiho knew that she couldn't give up just like that. She had to endure this pain and escape from the organization.
The sudden pain in her heart nearly made her faint. She bit her arm hard to regain consciousness, only to find that her left hand, which was clamped by the handcuffs, had been pulled out without her noticing... Her body had actually shrunk?!
Miyano Shiho dragged her heavy body towards the garbage dump, pondering the death list she had seen. Because she had released the experimental subject without permission, she hadn't been able to follow up on the missing high school detective, Kudo Shinichi, who was on the death list. So, was he not missing, but had fortunately shrunk back to childhood?
Haha, it seems that the person who saved me must be someone who has gained Kudo Shinichi’s trust. Who could it be?
Miyano Shiho struggled to crawl out. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but there was no unpleasant smell even though it was a garbage pipe. Perhaps her consciousness was a little hazy and she had indirectly lost her sense of smell.
She didn't know how long she had been crawling. When she saw the light, what she felt was not blinding light, but endless warmth.
Especially the familiar voice I heard before I fainted, it was my sister's voice.
It’s great that my sister is still alive.
Is that you? Thank you for keeping your promise.
——
On a rainy day, the image of a black Porsche 356a was reflected in the ultramarine eyes. After watching the car leave, a black-haired man in a gray cleaner's uniform with his hat lowered appeared near Raven Biological Products Co., Ltd.
With the help of Akemi Miyano's superb disguise skills, Fujiwara Yu easily disguised himself as a garbage collector, and asked Hiroki Sawada for help in advance to break through all the surveillance cameras around.
The reason why White was not asked to do this was simply because of his distrust of the CIA. He had no chance to bet. If his trust was misplaced, what he would lose... would not be a small amount. He simply could not afford to gamble, nor could he afford to lose.
"Hiroki, have all the surveillance been handled according to my requirements?"
"Well, don't worry, Brother Claire. My skills are still very good."
Hiroki Sawada held the watermelon juice that his father had just squeezed and took a sip with relish. For a genius like him who could build Noah's Ark, changing the surveillance camera silently was as easy as eating.
Look, I still have the leisure to look out the window and enjoy the sea view. It’s also nice to earn a little extra money while on vacation.
Fujiwara Yuu didn't show much expression on his face when he heard this. He secretly activated the power of wind to remove all the odor in the garbage pipe. Then he let Miyano Akemi, who was also disguised as a cleaner, come out. After all, he still had to go somewhere to perform a good show later.
He raised his watch to calculate the time. According to Kudo, the drug would take effect very quickly, probably within ten minutes, but the pain was unbearable for a human being. He didn't know if Miyano Shiho could survive it.
If he can't survive, he will have to use the more reckless plan B. After all, Miyano Shiho is the key link that must be rescued. Without her, there is no way to create an antidote for the new poison, and there is no way to end this endless first year of Conan.
Miyano Akemi frowned worriedly. After hearing the noise coming from the garbage pipe, she suppressed her voice and whispered:
"Ayou, there's a sound in the pipe."
"Yeah, I heard that."
The sound gradually approached, until the white little hand appeared in the field of vision. Fujiwara Yu did not bother to think about the filth on the other person's body. He reached out and held Miyano Shiho, who had shrunk into a child, in his arms with a blanket, and then put her in a clean cleaning cart.
He turned his head to look at Miyano Akemi and whispered:
"She must have fainted after relaxing. Take her back to the car and follow the route I planned. I'll be there shortly."
"Um."
Miyano Akemi's nose couldn't help but feel sore when she saw her sister's thin appearance. She held back her tears and patted her little brown head affectionately, her voice trembling slightly as she said:
"Welcome home, Shiho."
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