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

Chapter 85 Begin! Gin’s APTX-4869 experiment

Didi didi...

Didi didi...

That night.

There was only one official person in the office of Qinggang Pharmaceutical Company, and only one computer was on, with reminders of unread messages constantly popping up on it.

Crunch——

The office door was gently pushed open a crack.

A figure in a white coat crept in.

The figure was originally walking towards the lockers, but when he saw the bright computer screen, he was obviously hesitant.

Finally, the figure walked towards the computer.

But as soon as he moved the mouse, a pop-up window popped up - [Please enter the unlock code]

The figure was stunned for a while, then decided to give it a try.

"I advise you not to touch it without permission."

The sudden voice from behind made Ying break into a cold sweat.

Immediately afterwards, the office lighting was also turned on.

Gin was wearing a vest again, leaning against the secret door of the lounge and yawning, "The organization recently developed a virus. If you enter the wrong password, the data in my computer will be destroyed."

There was no one else standing next to the computer except Shirley.

Miyano Shiho turned around stiffly, looked at Gin, and said dullly: "I understand."

Gin glanced at her, shook his head, and said in an indifferent tone:

"How is the development of the drug? It has been almost five years, and the boss is very impatient to wait."

Mentioning matters in his own scientific research field, Miyano Shiho relaxed slightly and spoke freely: "The human experiment is already halfway through, and the lethal dose has been calculated based on the performance of different doses of the drug in the human body..."

Gin narrowed his eyes: "That means it's done, right?"

"...It's just a semi-finished product." Miyano Shiho frowned, "I haven't tested the efficacy of the new drug on humans yet. Of course, if you can provide me with enough experimental subjects..."

"That's not necessary."

Gin took out a box of instant noodles and threw it to Miyano Shiho, and smiled sadly, "Didn't you say that you have calculated the lethal dose to humans? It just so happens that there are many preys that are very disobedient now..."

The electronic clock on the wall shows the current date:

December 21, 1993.

Miyano Shiho was silent for a moment while holding the instant noodles, "I understand, I will give you part of the newly made medicine."

She knew what Gin was going to do with the medicine...

However, being shot to death is the same as being poisoned, and Miyano Shiho doesn't have the heart of a saint to care about the poor people who are destined to be killed by gin.

And with her medicine, maybe... it can save someone's life.

Miyano Shiho thought of the bizarre changes in one of the experimental rats, and couldn't help but hug the instant noodles tighter, and drifted out of the office as if he was lost.

Gin noticed something was wrong with her, but didn't think much about it.

——He has been waiting for five years, and this day has finally arrived!

There is also a copy of this morning's daily newspaper on the table.

The exposed corner has a very eye-catching title and photo: [High school student detective Kudo Shinichi once again helps the police solve a case!]

The figure in the attached picture is very familiar to Gin.

"Kudo Shinichi... just wait, I will turn you into a Shinigami elementary school student soon!"

Gin swore in his mind for a while, then went to Vodka's computer to turn on the disconnector, and then began to send instructions to the members of the five-star team.

[Comprehensive surveillance of Kudo Shinichi’s whereabouts! 】

This is a mass email.

However, when Gin was checking the recipients, the mouse hesitated for a long time on a name.

T·K-Tenma, Tokyo Tenma, this weird name is actually the code name of the five-star group. Because there are a lot of repeated code names, the place name is added in front.

Gin was very impressed by this member.

Because when Kudo Shinichi went to New York, this was the person he was following and monitoring... After he came back, he sent him an extremely long email with tens of thousands of words.

Not only did Gin see the text broadcast of Kudo Shinichi's case, but he also stuffed Gin with dog food...

The main reason is that the record is too detailed, including what Kudo Shinichi ate, what he drank, what he said...even how many times he went to the toilet a day was recorded!

That day, Gin suppressed the urge to faint and read on.

The main reason is that Tokyo Tenma did not give him paragraphs - think about it, a long composition of tens of thousands of words was not divided into paragraphs!!

Gin twitched the corner of his mouth and silently forked him off.

"Well... he must have had a hard time monitoring last time. He should take a good rest this time..."

Gin comforted himself.

He doesn’t want to see a composition without paragraphs at all!

——

Early the next morning, the vodka chart came back.

Under Gin's sympathetic gaze, Vodka, who had not been a driver for a long time, feebly shouted "Brother" and then fell into the lounge and fell asleep.

Gin sighed.

Taking the box of 'APTX4869' that Shirley gave him last night, Gin put on an old black windbreaker and an ever-changing black top hat - and ran for a picture.

Due to the recent rampant criminal elements, many of their targets have died mysteriously...

What’s even more bizarre is that often they are about to meet the mission target, only to end up missing...

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the organization.

But unfortunately, some mission targets became suspicious after hearing some rumors, suspecting that people in the organization were dishonest and wanted to kill people and silence them...

Gin actually felt that they were quite innocent in this matter, even though they would kill people and silence them...

But I haven’t gotten the goods yet, so what’s the point of killing me?

Before driving, Gin wrote down his task list and silently blessed:

He wants to embezzle half of today's mission targets... But don't die!

…

The first task is to trade arms. The target survives. Gin is confident that after the transaction, he knocks the person unconscious and gives him medicine to see the effect.

It went very smoothly, and the person just twitched a few times and then ran out of breath.

For arms smuggling transactions, they usually kill the person after the transaction is completed, and naturally get the money back. Of course, saving some money is secondary. The main reason is that long-term transactions with arms smugglers can easily expose the organization, so this kind of mission goal

Basically they are one-time use.

"It was too quick to die..."

Gin checked the body and found that except for the marks of the knife, there were no injuries at all.

It is indeed Shirley’s medicine!

"I'm relieved to see that you didn't die with your eyes still in peace." Gin muttered to himself while examining the body.

The members of the peripheral exploration team are not nearby, so it doesn't matter if we delay for a while.

It took a total of five minutes to confirm that the target was dead. Gin installed two small bombs at the trading location and detonated them immediately after he left.

Destroy corpses and eliminate traces.

Gin continued to drive his beloved Porsche: "The next goal is..."

…

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

Gin returned to the company with a dark face.

Everyone who saw him was silent, no one dared to say a word...

Eleven of today's twenty-three mission targets were inexplicably missing, and six of them were Gin's corruption targets...a total of 1.1 billion yen in funds, just gone.

There are only three targets left to clear.

But at least it was tested, and the drug A developed by Shirley was really effective, and it was actually a good medicine for murder and arson.

Vodka was probably catching up on his sleep. After Gin came back, he sat in front of the computer and wrote a report - an experimental report for Shirley.

Lao Qin didn’t expect that one day he would also have some experimental reports (ω)

(End of chapter)