Conan: Peppermint Beluga

The words Amuro Toru told him over and over again in his mind.

Matsuda staggered out of the base of the sixth pier, and the abdominal wound was still bleeding. He had to press the abdominal wound with his hand and ran to the street to solicit taxis.

He quickly pulled the back seat of the car and sat in. Matsuda panted slightly and shouted at the driver, "Minsen Bio-Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., fast!"

"But, this gentleman, you..."

Because he was wearing a white shirt and his body was dyed red, the driver was hesitant. Shouldn't he be sent to the hospital?

"drive!"

"Okay, sit tight."

Seeing Matsuda's anxious appearance, the driver's uncle didn't care so much. He started the car and galloped towards the destination. Of course, he still had professionalism, and he controlled it within the range of the top speed.

Matsuda leaned on the seat, and he could feel his heart beat faster than usual. In the past, the highest heart rate would not exceed 60 beats per minute, but now he can clearly feel that the heart rate has accelerated, 70 to 80 beats.

Has the body changed again? Or, he just lost control of his heartbeat frequency disorder.

Now Matsuda doesn't have time to think about the problems with his body, he just wants to know whether the message Gin sent to Amuro Toru is true or false.

Before getting close to Minsen Biomedical Co., Ltd., Matsuda saw that the sky in that direction was dyed red, the sun had already set, and it shouldn't be like that.

"There seems to be a fire truck, sir... Huh? Sir, where are you going?!" The uncle of the driver looked back at the back seat of the car, where there were still people, Matsuda hurriedly threw all the banknotes on him and moved towards the red He ran in the direction of the light, hearing people's discussions and the piercing whistle of a fire truck.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

When he struggled to get to the institute... it was too late.

The raging fire engulfed the entire building, and the firefighters who rushed to the scene were dressed in fire fighting uniforms and tried to control the fire with a DC water gun, but the fire was burning from the basement.

Matsuda's mind was blank, he didn't believe the scene in front of him was real.

She might still be alive - this was Matsuda's only thought, and he ran towards the half-burned gate of the institute, only to be stopped by two firefighters.

The firefighter yelled loudly: "What are you doing?! The fire is out of control! Are you rushing in to die?!"

"Let go of me!! There are still people inside!"

The string that carried reason collapsed at this moment, Matsuda never thought that such a thing would happen.

It was he who imagined things too well and underestimated the organization's punishment for traitors... If researchers are gone, they can spend a lot of money to train them. Shiho Miyano is not that important to the organization.

The plan was implemented perfectly, but he didn't calculate the consequences after the plan was completed. This was Matsuda's mistake, a serious mistake.

"Hey! Come over here, there is a boy who is emotionally unstable. He has wounds on his body. He may be a survivor who escaped from the research institute!"

Matsuda, who was in endless self-blame, couldn't hear the sound in his ears, and at that moment all the noise disappeared out of thin air.

——“As expected, if you get close to you, you will become unfortunate.”

Amuro, who came by car, saw Matsuda being pulled by several firefighters, so he ran up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm his friend, I'll take him to the hospital!"

The fireman frowned and said, "Take care of him, don't run out of the hospital again. His injuries are very serious, so keep an eye on a guardian like you."

"Okay, thank you."

Toru Amuro helped Matsuda get into his car, opened the driver's door and got in, put on his seat belt, and was about to start the car to take him back to the sixth pier, but noticed that he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Hello, Porto? Are you asleep?"

"You're right."

"Um?"

An Shitou looked at him suspiciously, the slightly long bangs covered his eyebrows, and he couldn't see what his expression was like at the moment, but inexplicably felt that he was lonely and sad, and even had guilt in it.

It was the first time that this kind of expression appeared on his face, so I was really surprised.

"I will indeed bring misfortune to the people around me." Matsuda stretched out his hand to undo the safety belt, opened the car door and walked out. Seeing what Amuro wanted to say, he said indifferently, "So stay away from me."

"you……"

Matsuda closed the car door and planned to hire a taxi, but remembered that he had already given all the money on his body to the uncle driver, so he had to walk towards the apartment on foot.

Both Scotland and Shiho Miyano suffered from misfortune because they were close to him. People like him should be alone... The person who is truly possessed by misfortune is probably himself.

The phone in his pocket made a sound, Matsuda took it out and glanced at it. It was a message from Belmod.

[Belmode: I already told BOSS, continue to be your high school student, I will be back in a few days. ]

[Belmode: I miss you, my PORTO~]

Matsuda shoved the phone back into his pocket with a cold face. He was in no mood at all, his mind was blank and all that was left was endless self-blame.

But after calming down, Matsuda regained his senses—Belmode is coming back, which means that something must happen, or that she has begun to suspect that there is still a secret behind the Kudo Shinichi case.

Matsuda frowned slightly. Now is not the time to be sad. He can only complete his mission if he works hard and gets more trust from the organization.

Destroying the organization is what he should do.

Holding the phone in his hand again, Matsuda called up the text message interface between himself and Miyano Shiho. For the sake of safety, they basically contacted by phone, and the text message interface was empty.

At the age of seven, Matsuda had only one goal in life: to destroy the organization that destroyed his ordinary life.

Miyano Shiho is the second target Matsuda finally found... He wants to protect her and wants to have her in his future.

But now, there is only one goal left.

He completely lost her.

Looking down at the blank page, his nose was slightly sour, but he knew very well that now was not the time to be sad.

His slender fingers quickly tapped on the button, Matsuda pursed his lips tightly to restrain his emotions, and pressed the send button hard.

[Song Tian: I never thought that in order to complete the task you gave me, I would lose you. If I start all over again, I will selfishly choose to give up, because I only want you to live. ]

Miyano Shiho, I regret it.

Can you give me a chance to get you back?

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An hour ago, when Vodka found out that Shiho Miyano had disappeared in the gas chamber, he told Gin about it.

Gin checked every place but found no problems. He held the lighter tightly, thinking about who let Shiho Miyano go.

"Is PORTO still there?" Gin asked.

"Yes, I just asked Bourbon, and I'm still undergoing a physical examination." Vodka was sweating coldly on his forehead, not blaming his eldest brother was the most terrifying thing.

You must know that the eldest brother has always hated traitors. If someone in the organization really lets go of that woman, I am afraid it will cause a wave of blood.

Jin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, he couldn't figure out how the woman escaped from the gas chamber~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but he believed in his sense of smell for traitors... A dangerous smile appeared in his eyes, I really didn't expect that woman to have Such a strong desire to survive.

However, this will make the cat-and-mouse game more interesting. If the mouse does not hide, the cat will also become lazy.

He licked his lips excitedly, and said solemnly: "Stop this matter, don't tell other people for the time being, this institute can't be used anymore, it's burning."

"Brother, what do you mean?" Vodka asked in confusion.

"Put out the news that Shirley has been executed by me."

"Ah? But Shirley is still alive."

Gin glared at the vodka coldly, and sometimes really wanted to open the head of his cronie to see how many pounds of paste it contained.

It's really worrying enough.

"This is a test for him. If he has dissent towards the organization because of this woman, he should get rid of it as soon as possible." Gin's eyes were cold. He never liked traitors, let alone emotional people.

If Matsuda really hated the organization for Shiho Miyano, Gin would kill him without hesitation, even if he was important to the boss.

"I realized eldest brother! Hey, I'll spread the news, but doesn't the boss need to report the truth?" Vodka asked.

"Just tell that gentleman and Rum... As for Belmod, hmph, I don't trust that woman, so don't tell her for the time being." Gin said indifferently.

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Gin walked out with his hands in his pockets, and saw Vodka took out micro-dynamite from his arms with a look of excitement.

Gee.

It seemed that he had to check his "little treasury" again to see if he had hidden these things again.