Conan: Another Famous Detective

When Belmode woke up again, he found that he was still lying on the broken wooden bed.

After the initial trance, she quickly recalled the scene before losing consciousness and immediately checked her body.

The clothes on her body have been changed into a very loose outfit, similar to a hospital gown.

Belmod's expression suddenly tightened, and he forcefully opened the hospital gown and examined his body.

The underwear was still original, and upon further inspection, there was no sign of it being taken off.

This made Belmode look slightly relieved.

But then she frowned.

The other party helping him change his clothes was obviously not out of kindness, otherwise there would be no need to choose when he was unconscious.

She silently felt the state of her body, and her fingers slowly stroked the arm of her other hand.

Finally, she stopped at a spot on her upper arm.

Pressing gently, there was a slight pain.

Belmod pulled off the "hospital gown" to expose that part of the skin.

In the faint light, what was reflected in her pupils was a striking red dot on a piece of snow-white skin!

Belmode took a breath and suddenly understood the situation.

Obviously, those people gave themselves a shot while they were unconscious... maybe more than one shot?

Did you draw your own blood, or inject something into your body?

Belmod stood up from the bed and walked around the small room several times.

Apart from some physical weakness, I felt no other abnormalities.

Although Belmode has some medical knowledge, her body has no special feedback, and she cannot be sure what the other party has done to her body.

This feeling of things being completely out of control made Belmode feel irritated.

But reason told her that being upset would not solve any problem.

I can't just let the other party control me, I have to do something.

Belmod sat back on the bed and began to think hard.

At present, it can be presumed that the anesthetic should have been administered in the food.

After eating the food, you will fall into a coma, and the other party will take advantage of your coma to enter the room and take certain actions against you.

In other words, this is when the doors to one of the few rooms are open.

Assuming that I could stay awake at that time, I might have a chance to escape!

However, there are many variables and problems to be solved.

First, assuming that the anesthetic is really in food, then in order to avoid being anesthetized, you must avoid ingesting these foods.

But will such a move be discovered by them?

So far, she has not found anything similar to surveillance. However, because the light here is dim, she may miss something if she does not observe carefully.

So, she began to carefully observe every corner of the room.

Finally, she discovered a miniature camera at two opposite corners of the ceiling.

The installation angle of these two micro cameras is quite tricky, so that there are no blind spots in the entire room.

"It's a bit difficult to handle now..." Belmode thought to himself.

If there is surveillance, your meals will probably be monitored by the other party, and it is not easy to manipulate.

Whether it is secretly throwing away the food or eating less, as long as the other party is really paying attention, there is a high probability that they will notice it.

Once the other party is aware of it and injects anesthetic into his body in another way, all the previous efforts will be wasted, and the difficulty will even be higher if the other party is vigilant!

Even if she can avoid ingesting anesthetics through some method without letting the other party find out, once the other party's personnel enter the room and examine her body, the secret will still be exposed.

At that time, he will be forced to launch a surprise attack.

With the other party's current level of vigilance towards him, being able to escape from this room is already the limit.

After all, she knew almost nothing about the information outside the room. Through the narrow field of view through the gap in the door, the information she could give was close to nothing.

Things seemed to be at a dead end.

"It seems that we can only wait and see what happens..." Belmode sighed helplessly.

In the following time, Belmod's life was quite monotonous.

Doing nothing in the room, someone will bring you food at a certain point in time. After you finish eating the food, you will fall into a coma. After you wake up, you will be weak for a period of time, and then slowly return to normal.

According to Belmod's estimation, the other party should prepare food for him once a day, probably in order to prevent himself from gaining sufficient physical strength while maintaining his normal body functions.

Fortunately, apart from being a little weak, there is nothing abnormal about her body.

But the urgency in Belmode's heart did not diminish at all.

If she was brought here as an experimental material, then the research attitude shown by the other party now clearly means that she wants to conduct long-term research on her.

Otherwise, this relatively conservative research approach would not be adopted.

So, Belmode continued to think about possible escape plans, and time passed quietly like this.

…………

After recalling what happened during this period, Belmod couldn't help but sigh softly.

To a certain extent, those guys really know themselves too well.

They know very well that only by allowing themselves to obtain as little information as possible can they limit themselves to the greatest extent.

In fact, what they did was quite successful. Ever since they learned about the anesthetic, they had not obtained any other valuable information.

"We can only continue to try..." Belmod said helplessly.

Then she stood up and began to circle around the room.

On the one hand, she is really bored and can only pass the time in this way. On the other hand, she also needs to maintain a certain amount of activity to keep her muscles in a sufficiently active state.

Only in this way, when the opportunity really comes, will the chain not fall off.

Of course, because her daily food intake is limited, she cannot exercise too strenuously.

After walking back and forth in the room for about twenty minutes, she sat back on the bed and began to simulate various feasible or unfeasible escape plans in her mind to kill time. During this period, she got up from time to time to move her body.

After going on like this for an unknown amount of time, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the room.

Dressed as a caregiver, wearing a mask, holding a tray with food in his hand.

Belmod was already used to this and came to the door silently.

The gate under the door was opened, trays and food were put in, and then the caregiver left silently.

Belmod also picked up the tray and sat on the bedside with familiarity, placed the tray on the sink next to it and started eating.

If nothing else goes wrong, she will lose consciousness about twenty minutes after eating the food.

Belmod picked up the last rice ball and put it in his mouth, preparing to end the meal.

Suddenly, her chewing movement stopped, and her expression also changed subtly.

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