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Conan looked at the attire of the man in black before him and those cold, unfeeling eyes; he only felt a wave of bone-chilling cold.
This man in black's eyes were like a venomous snake waiting to strike, ready to deliver a fatal bite at any moment, injecting a poison that would kill everyone.
Conan had never seen such eyes before. Those were definitely the eyes of someone who had killed countless people and treated human lives as grass.
"Who... who are you?"
Conan subconsciously asked this extremely idiotic question.
Tōru Fujiwara, disguised as a member of the Black Organization, chuckled lightly: "Who am I? Shinichi Kudō, haven't you always been trying to find us?"
Hearing this name, Conan's pupils suddenly shrank: "You... you actually know?"
"Yes, even we didn't expect you to actually shrink and turn into a child."
Tōru Fujiwara said glibly.
"At that amusement park, the Organization didn't find your body. Therefore, they suspected you weren't dead. You're not the first person to not find a body after taking APTX4869."
Tōru Fujiwara's words set off a storm in Conan's mind.
'apx4869? Is that the name of that drug?'
Just as Conan was pondering, he heard Tōru Fujiwara continue: "In the experiments with APTX4869, there was a record of a mouse shrinking after taking the drug."
"However, this news was intercepted by us, and not everyone knows about it. After not finding your body, the Organization sent people to check your residence and found that your childhood clothes were missing."
"Combined with the situation of the experimental mouse, although this result is unbelievable, it's very likely the truth. Shinichi Kudō took the drug and shrank."
"As your revered Holmes said, when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
"With this idea, it wasn't that difficult to find you, Shinichi Kudō."
Tōru Fujiwara seemed to have Conan figured out, revealing a lot of inside information in his words.
However, Conan, amidst all the correct information, instead arrived at a completely wrong conclusion.
'The Black Organization isn't a monolithic entity internally. They are also divided into different interest groups. The group this person belongs to discovered the miraculous effects of that drug, but didn't tell others about it.'
'Can I use this point to break through this organization, and then find the R&D data for that drug to research an antidote?'
Conan was extremely calm at this moment. Shinichi Kudō was originally a person who would become calmer when facing danger. He tentatively asked, "That person who pretended to be my mother, are you not on the same side?"
Tōru Fujiwara feigned surprise for a moment, then immediately burst out laughing, "Are you talking about that fat woman? Shinichi Kudō, after you shrank, did your intelligence also decrease? That's your mother."
"My mother isn't that Ayumi Edogawa... Wait a minute!"
Conan immediately thought of the problem. Now, thinking about it carefully, that 'Ayumi Edogawa' was indeed very suspicious.
She... could she really be?!
Just as Conan's expression changed, Tōru Fujiwara said slowly and deliberately, "Just as you thought, that person is your mother, Yukiko Kudō."
"You should know your own mother very well. She is very good at disguise. She originally wanted to trick you, but she didn't expect us to have already discovered your identity as Shinichi Kudō and placed a listening device on her."
"Your mother and father have always been under our surveillance. Oh, right, and that person named Kogorō Mōri and the one named Ran Mōri, as well as the one called Professor Agasa."
"All these people are under the Organization's surveillance. As long as I am willing, one order will send a sniper bullet to take their lives."
Tōru Fujiwara's words finally made Conan break his composure. He, who was tied to the operating table, struggled forcefully, his face ferocious as he said, "Bastard, don't touch Ran! What are you trying to do? Don't mess with them!"
Tōru Fujiwara said playfully, "When relatives and friends are in danger, the first person you think of is actually your childhood sweetheart. If your parents heard this, I don't know how sad they would be."
"Your parents, who worked so hard to raise you, are actually less important in your heart than your childhood sweetheart."
Conan completely lost his composure at this moment, roaring angrily, "Don't use this method to provoke me! Whatever your organization wants to do, just come at me! My parents, Ran, and Uncle Mōri, they are all innocent!"
"Do you think an organization like ours would care whether a person is innocent or not?"
Tōru Fujiwara's calm words left Conan speechless.
That's right, this Black Organization, one look and you know it's a criminal syndicate that has killed countless people. How would they care if others are innocent?
"Shinichi Kudō, your detective game is over. If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too curious, for having too much of a sense of justice."
"There are eight billion people in this world. Every moment, crimes are happening everywhere. Do you think you can stop all crimes?"
"Besides, are you really solving cases and pursuing criminals out of a sense of justice?"
"Ask yourself, isn't it to satisfy your own vanity, wanting to see the countless adoring gazes directed at you? You're just satisfying your own twisted sense of accomplishment."
"You should be grateful for the existence of those criminals. If it weren't for them, if there were no crimes, then a detective like you wouldn't have the soil to survive."
Tōru Fujiwara's words were like needles, stabbing Conan's heart.
Although he dismissed all of Tōru Fujiwara's words as sophistry, there was one sentence that completely pierced his mental defenses.
That was, 'Why did I want to become a detective?'
When this thought emerged, Conan felt terrified.
Because this person from the Black Organization was right. He was actually just satisfying his own curiosity and vanity. He was just selfishly indulging in the process of solving cases, not for any sense of justice.
"You're a pretty good kid, Shinichi Kudō. I just took some blood and bone marrow from you. Oh, you don't have to worry, just taking some bone marrow won't kill you."
"Your parents are looking for you. With their abilities, they should be able to find this place soon. They don't dare to report to the police, nor do they dare to seek help from official organizations."
"Because if the shrunken you falls into the hands of official organizations, your fate will probably be even worse. For your sake, they can only risk their lives."
"I think you'll be able to see them very soon."
Seeing this member of the Black Organization, it was simply impossible to guard against him. Whether it was his own actions or his parents', everything was within his calculations.
And based on Conan's understanding of his own parents, they really would do as this man said.
Intense fear, a fear he had never experienced in his life, completely consumed Conan's heart.
His face turned deathly pale, and he shouted loudly, "You killed me, fine! Don't touch my parents!"
Tōru Fujiwara chuckled lightly: "Too late. Shinichi Kudō, if you don't consider the consequences of your actions, you will harm yourself, and also harm all your relatives and friends."
"However, I won't kill you. A perfect experimental subject like you, how could it only be used once?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh————"
Thinking that his parents might find this place soon, thinking of the danger his parents would encounter, Conan's eyes looked like they were about to split. He let out an angry roar.
Fresh flowers......
"Shut up, stinky brat! You're too noisy!"
Tōru Fujiwara dissatisfactedly took out a gag and stuffed Conan's loud shouts.
He patted his hand and said, "Be quiet. You'll be able to see your parents very soon. I wonder if you'll be very happy, Shinichi Kudō."
Tōru Fujiwara closed the door of this 'operating room,' leaving only the still struggling Conan behind.
Outside the door, Ai Haibara stood with her arms crossed, her eyes full of frost.
"Well, Xiao Ai, did my acting look like someone from that organization?"
Ai Haibara pouted: "Not at all."
"It didn't? I thought I was incredibly bad."
"People from that organization wouldn't talk so much nonsense like this. They would just conduct experiments on Shinichi Kudō as an experimental subject, or kill him with one shot."
"Oh, now that you say that, I suddenly feel I'm quite unqualified as a villain."
Ai Haibara's lips curved slightly at this moment: "But I think you're quite handsome. Looking at Shinichi Kudō's expression, I feel quite satisfied."
"You're a bad-hearted girl too, Xiao Ai..."
Tōru Fujiwara reached out and forcefully ruffled Ai Haibara's brown hair.
Ai Haibara slapped away that hand in dissatisfaction: "Don't ruffle my hair, it'll stop me from growing taller."
"You're not going to grow any taller as you are now."
"You..."
Ai Haibara huffed angrily. She took a deep breath and asked, "...What are you going to do next? You're not really going to kill Shinichi Kudō and his parents, are you?"
Although Ai Haibara had researched poisons for the Black Organization and done many bad things, she was essentially still a kind-hearted girl and couldn't bear to see innocent people die tragically.
"Relax, I was just scaring Shinichi Kudō. I'm not prepared to kill him. However, whether he dies or not isn't up to me."
"Given his reckless way of acting, it's only a matter of time before he's found and killed by that organization."
"Xiao Ai, why don't you take those blood and bone marrow samples and go back first? This place is a bit far from our home. Will you be okay going back by yourself?"
Tōru Fujiwara's words made Ai Haibara laugh angrily: "I'm not a real child. I won't get lost in Tokyo. What are you planning by asking me to go back?"
"Shinichi Kudō's parents will be here soon. If they see you here and you're not careful, it will be easy for them to guess your identity."
Tōru Fujiwara said worriedly.
Actually, it's because I can't let Ai Haibara see what I'm about to do next. Otherwise, Tōru Fujiwara estimates his standing in her heart will plummet.
However, the reason Tōru Fujiwara gave was very reasonable. Ai Haibara thought for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Okay, I'll go back now."
Tōru Fujiwara walked to her side at this moment and said softly, "Now that you've finally stepped out of the darkness, you don't have to be so afraid of that organization anymore, right?"
"It's not good to always stay at home. People become depressed. Xiao Ai, you should come out for walks often. If you're scared, then put on a disguise, or let me accompany you."
Ai Haibara's small, pretty face blushed, and a warmth flowed through her heart.
So he did these things because he wanted to help me overcome the fear in my heart, so I could come out and walk around more often.
Ai Haibara pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I'll listen to you. I'll come out for walks often in the future. Why are you so good to me?"
"Because I like you?"
Ai Haibara looked at her elementary school student's flat chest, her hands protectively covering her chest. Looking at Tōru Fujiwara, she said shyly, "You pervert!"
Tōru Fujiwara said innocently, "I have an intellectual crush. What I like is your intelligence and talent. What are you getting flustered about?"