Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 722 Mental patients have more joy

"...This is nothing!"

In a rental house in Yokohama.

A foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes was holding a tablet, with the word 'outrageous' written all over his eyes.

"Gin is the grandson of that gentleman? I can still understand that Belmode is the granddaughter of that gentleman. Why does Gin have him???"

"Hey! Silver Bullet is still that great-grandson...and the boy from the White Horse family too?"

"Oh! God, you are definitely blind!"

After reading the lengthy information, the man finally chose this sentence as his summary.

But this sentence caused dissatisfaction from another person:

"Chaplis, God's eyes are not blind."

"Hey! Graf, you are talking as if you have seen the eyes of God." Chablis threw the tablet out and stared at a certain bald man, "Then you can tell me about the shape of God's eyes, are they willow eyes or almond eyes?

What? Or peach blossom eyes?"

Graf closed his eyes, took out a stick of incense, lit it, held it in his hand and muttered, "God said that those who offend him will be locked up in a dark room."

"Oh~ Then aren't you offended too?"

Chablis chuckled, his eyes gradually became fierce, and he moved his fingers.

However, his hands are now covered with bandages, and the sharp parts of his nails have disappeared.

Just then.

Just as Graf was about to put the incense into the stove, the door to the room was opened.

The sudden light stimulated the two of them to let out a strange scream.

Chablis's reaction was quite intense, especially when he saw the beautiful figure at the door...

"Graf! Did I say that burning incense is prohibited in closed spaces?"

‘Qian Ying’ strode in with a rather neutral voice, but she was indeed a man.

A man with long hair, wearing a white coat, took the incense from Graf's hand without any doubt.

After stubbing out the incense, the 'doctor' pushed a small cart over with a very gentle expression on his face, "Come on, it's time for you two to take medicine and eat."

"Ahem...oh! My dear Dr. Chengshi, I want to say that we are really not sick!"

Chablis coughed and hid his paws without leaving a trace.

Asai Narumi glanced at him with a smile on her face, and then at the gloves on the ground: "Then tell me, why did you take off your gloves?"

Chablis' face froze, "Well, what, I feel a little hot with my gloves on..."

"Really?" Asai Narimi nodded and took out a thermometer from his pocket, "The room temperature is 17°C, and I feel hot when wearing gloves... I think I have sensory impairment."

"I - no! I said it wrong, it's a bit boring! I'm not hot at all! Not at all!" Chablis suddenly changed his expression and quickly explained several sentences.

but……

Asai Narumi was not fooled.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes, "Really? No other reason? Like...wanting to catch something?"

Chablis's face froze again.

"Let me think about it, it has been two months since your nail surgery, and it should be very itchy now." Asai Narimi's smile was inexplicably scary, "But this itchy feeling is different from the previous pain. You should

It’s very hard to restrain yourself.”

Chablis's expression gradually became ferocious, and he twisted his fingers a few times, looking as if he was going to strangle the person to death...

But in the end he still maintained his sanity.

"Doctor! You have to believe me, I'm really not sick!!"

"That's what sick people say." Asai Narumi gently tied the two people who refused treatment to chairs, "Don't worry, I am a professional and will definitely know how to treat dialectically. Think of me when I was on Yueying Island...

"

Chablis and Graf looked at the ceiling helplessly.

When will their life as sick prisoners end?

Ever since they had their hearts ripped out and kicked into the sea, they were picked up and locked up in this rental house...

The only thing Chablis was satisfied with was that he finally didn't have to suffer from Graf's burning incense, worshiping Buddha and playing music when he was sleeping. But at other times, the situation was doubled - for example, the devil-like doctor in front of him, who treated him like a demon on the first day he moved in.

The blades were removed from the nails!

This also caused him to gradually lose the stimulation of pain, and his life was very painful every day...

Without the stimulation of pain, he wanted to kill something or throw something every time.

——Chaplis is indeed not mentally normal, and has always relied on pain to maintain a certain level of sobriety.

But he himself would definitely not admit it.

After all, he thinks he is perfectly normal.

However, after breaking a table, breaking a chair and breaking a bed, and enjoying the exclusive VIP ward treatment for three days and three nights, Chablis became honest.

Nothing else.

He didn't want to feel the feeling of being tied to the bed with reinforced metal handcuffs and forced infusion, unable to move, again!

However, Chablis was also resisting taking medicine.

So he still insisted: "Doctor! I'm really not sick, I don't need to take medicine!"

Asai Narumi's smile disappeared immediately, "You're not sick? Do you know how serious your mania is now? Do you know what you did the last time you had an attack?"

Chablis looked innocent: "Oh, my dear Dr. Chengshi, I really didn't do anything! You must believe me..."

Asai Chengmi slapped the medicine into his hand, "Take it! Immediately! Immediately! Otherwise, I will tie you up!"

Immediately afterwards, Chablis swept the pills into his mouth with a strong wind, along with a large glass of warm water, swallowed the pills and opened his mouth wide for inspection with a flattering look on his face.

Naomi Asai took a tongue depressor and carefully checked his mouth to make sure there was no hidden medicine and nodded with satisfaction.

Then Supervisor Graf also took the medicine.

Afterwards, it was a routine injection and blood draw.

In fact, he should have drawn blood earlier, but because these two people would only be more honest after taking medicine, they had no choice but to choose this time.

After the treatment, Asai Narumi became a gentle doctor again, "Okay, the treatment is done, you can rest! Come, this is your reward."

He stuffed a pack of snacks into each of their hands, then confiscated their tablets, and left the 'ward' on a cart while they watched eagerly.

After closing the heavy soundproof door outside the room, Asai Narumi let out a breath of thick air.

"Mr. Shadow, how long do we have to stay here?"

Outside the 'sick room' is a perfectly normal living room.

A pink-haired figure is sitting on the sofa, maintaining his commonly used firearms.

Hearing this, he raised his head with a smile, "Ah, Chengshi, can't you stay any longer? Do you want me to apply to Lie to let him give you a few days off?"

"I don't need it." Asai Naomi rolled her eyes, "It's just that these two people have been suffering from recurring illnesses, and I'm not a specialist. I personally suggest that it's better to send them to a mental hospital."

"But with their strength, the mental hospital cannot control them."

Ying shrugged, "Here, I sealed most of their meridians with Qi, otherwise they could easily escape...

And the eldest brother said that these two people belong to the crow faction, so it would be better to keep them."

Asai Narumi had a face full of vicissitudes of life: "What if their condition still cannot recover?"

Ying spread his hands: "Then I can only ask you to continue the treatment~"

Asai Narumi: "..."

Okay, okay. He needs to study some more papers on psychiatry.

... Damn it, although he is a general practitioner, he is really unprofessional in treating mental illness!

…………

Western Europe, British West.

Maybe it's because forgetting is human nature, or maybe it's because of some great power.

...In short, no matter what the reason is, most people living here have forgotten that East London was still filled with gunpowder smoke two days ago. The faces of pedestrians on the road were either in a hurry or full of happiness, as if this was a utopia.

.

In a slightly cold welfare home.

There were many lively children playing in the yard, but few people passing by noticed it.

The second floor of the welfare home.

The old man looked at the peace outside quietly and said sarcastically: "Look, this is peace... How ridiculous. People walking on the road will never know the pain of those living in the darkness, thinking that this world is the greatest."

happiness."

He was not talking to himself, but stating this fact to the young man in front of him.

The young man with brown hair looked at the old man, holding the tablet in his hand, and calmly clicked a few times, "Well, the current mood of the individual is relatively pessimistic, and it still needs to be observed."

elder:"……"

The emotion in the old man's eyes was a little strange.

After a long while, he looked at the young man and said slowly: "What do you want to get? How long do you plan to control me?"

"If you had asked me three hours earlier, I would regret to tell you that I don't know." Xie injected an injection into the old man's body and then said, "We only wanted your tissue at the beginning.

…But now there are still people who want your life.”

The old man shook his head, "I never offend anyone, who would want my life?"

Xie's expression did not change, "Didn't you offend anyone?

You should speak with your own conscience, Mr. Karasuma Rinto."

"..."

When the name was spoken, subtle movements appeared on the old man's expression.

Immediately, he stopped talking, lowered his head, and sat in the fixed wheelchair, motionless and silent.

However, Xie was not very satisfied with the other party's condition.

"Look at me."

The commanding tone allowed no resistance, and a five-star power forced the old man to look at him.

After a while, the old man who looked at him gradually showed a blank look in his eyes, and then he sat blankly on the chair with his eyes blank.

Only then was Xie satisfied. He took the tablet and slowly walked out of the room.

outside the door.

A man and a woman were waiting at the door—but they were not members of the five-star group.

"...Ahem! Well, sir, we have completed the tasks you arranged before. Do you have any other instructions?"

Mark's expression was a little reserved.

——These two people are none other than Mark and Ma Yin, who were previously ‘recruited’ by the Five-Star Group.

As for how they got in touch with Xie, it’s a long story… So let’s keep it short:

Mark and Ma Yin first took Iori Fujimu to the organization’s ‘junk dump’.

The so-called 'garbage dump' is a place where discarded experimental bodies are discarded...

These abandoned experimental subjects are still fully functional people, but due to the effects of the drugs, their bodies have become somewhat different. For example, their arms have become thicker, and the fingers on one hand are five centimeters longer than the other.

The whole person's spine has grown into an abnormal shape, arching like a shrimp.

Logically speaking, these failed experimental subjects should be abandoned or directly executed...

but.

The number of experiments organized by the organization has always been quite large. It is a bit difficult to handle so many living people at one time without attracting attention...

Therefore, the organization came up with a compromise solution - it can consume it slowly but also make the best use of it.

That is, develop this place into another training ground.

Most of these failed experimental subjects are not good people...perhaps they once were, but they have long since become perverted in this repressive environment.

Therefore, throwing normal people in can really play a role in training, not to mention these failures are also trained like normal people.

Coupled with the fact that the drugs have caused physical deformity, it is simply adding to the pain...

The information about the 'garbage dump' was passed to the person in charge in Europe, Xie.

The first thing he did was to use thunderous means to throw these failed products into a mental hospital whose management was all five-star groups.

The vacated 'garbage dump' can be used as idle space for the time being, so in just half a day, Xie planned out the planning and later development of this space, plus a series of practices that the organization currently needs to maintain, etc...

Even Mark and Ma Yin, who had already turned against each other, felt that if Xie was their boss, the organization would probably have unified the world long ago.

but……

Mark and Ma Yin have now returned to the organization.

The reason...

"Have all the contacts been completed?" Xie took the two of them to another empty room and sat down before speaking gently.

Mark nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I followed your instructions and sent recent events to the designated people through that account, and there were no problems."

Xie was very satisfied and said, "Very good. In the recent period, we will keep things as they are."

He actually didn't do anything.

Just use Noah to pretend to be the boss, imitate this guy's previous style, and send emails to other people.

The boss's cronies are either under control, or their communications are paralyzed by Noah, and they will basically never get ahead.

"But... Sir, is it okay to keep going like this?" Mark frowned, "We are not the boss after all. We don't know what arrangements and activities the boss has. This,

If someone from the Elder Council comes to find us, won’t we be exposed?”

The Council of Elders is the management level below the boss.

However, the authority of this management is limited to Europe - unlike the general manager system in Japan and the United States, where the heads of various departments are in charge, most of the authority of the organization's headquarters in Europe belongs to the Council of Elders.

The main members of the Elder Council are all members of the former Karasuma family.

"Don't worry." Xie remained calm and glanced at the foggy sky, "Your boss will be back soon."

"But it's just a new boss."

"...New boss?"

"She is a direct bloodline of the Karasuma family... Of course, she is also an important member of the Five-Star Group."

mark:"……"

Therefore, he didn't quite understand why he wanted to create this kind of matryoshka doll.

The five-star team is so strong, why don’t you just integrate the organization and be done with it? You still want to create an organization that looks like the five-star team is incompatible with each other...who should you show it to?

Mark's little head was full of incomprehension.

But Xie no longer needs to explain.

Although these two people are core members, they do not belong to the management. There are some things that there is no need to say out loud.

"it's all over."

Xie said to himself, "Although it is not in line with the expected results... forget it, Brother Ren is happy."

(End of chapter)