289 [live-action] matche27

"Are you dressed so beautiful today, because it's your eighteenth birthday?"

Gray Yuan snorted, "I—I don't understand what you're talking about......"

Gin crouched down and pinched her chin with one hand, "Don't pretend anymore, Shirley, even if you're all gone from below the hair, I'll be able to recognize you easily." I know all of the fact that you hid the organization's medicine, and I knew that you used it to make yourself smaller after I put you in the gas chamber and then escaped from the organization's surveillance. ā€

Gray Yuan moved his aching jaw and said, "In that case, you can kill me, anyway, I've had enough of the days of escape." ā€

Gin said, "Hmph, I could have let you die an ugly death in the gas chambers. ā€

"Yes, that's really grateful, but now that I'm like this, I can't give you a physical reward, so you can give me a shot at it."

"Hmph......" Gin grabbed her thin shoulder with a large hand, almost pinching that shoulder to pieces, and an angry vinegar flashed in his eyes, "Don't you want to be with me like that, Shirley." ā€

Ash Yuan was picked up by him, very close to his face, and in his snort she could smell the smoke, and as the hot air from his nostrils sprinkled on her cheeks, the dark memories in the tissue were instantly awakened, flooding her entire inner world......

At this moment, she hopes that Kudo can find this place soon and rescue her, but unfortunately Gin has always been meticulous in his work, and he will not let him find it so easily, and at the same time her mood is extremely conflicted, hoping that Kudo can't find this place, because he is not Gin's opponent.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Vodka walked in with a transparent glass bottle: "Big brother, I found it!" ā€

"Good." Gin took the bottle, looked at the label on it, bit the cigarette, and grinned: "That's right, this is it." ā€

Gray Plains stared at the bottle with a wincing, "W-What is that?" ā€

"Well......" Gin shook the clear liquid inside and said, "This is something that can make you turn back into an eighteen-year-old girl, Chinese Baigan." As he spoke, he pulled out a rope from his pocket and tied Ashbara's hand behind his back: "However, the effect is only temporary, but I think there should be enough time, huh...... It might be a little uncomfortable to drink it later, so tie your hands first so you don't mess with my hair......"

"Gin, you're so perverted!" Ash Yuan looked at him angrily, lying on the floor with his arms crossed.

"Yes. I'm not interested in a little girl's body, and besides, I've been brewing this trick for a long time to celebrate your eighteenth birthday, so I'm going to try anything, come on, cooperate......" He said as he pinched Ashbara's chin and forced the liquor into her mouth.

Ash Yuan was choked with tears from the high white dryness, and his throat was as uncomfortable as being burned, but this was a trivial matter, and after a while, his body began to heat up, and there seemed to be countless ants crawling in the capillaries of his body, which was unbearable.

The limbs were expanding a little bit, new branches were drawn from the bones, breaking through the young skin, there were two hot things in the chest that were expanding, the heart was compressing violently, and it was almost impossible to supply the blood needed by the body, and then there was the sound of clothes being torn apart by the grown body, and the body after growing up was empty with a pair of skins, but it was so weak and weak that it was difficult to even move, as if it had suddenly turned into a bloated fat pig, and all this was actually witnessed by Gin.

Shirley couldn't remember how she struggled and howled in the process, and finally, sweating profusely, she was lying on the wooden floor in her torn clothes and only gasped, and the voice of Gin was heard in her ears: "Look, it's so beautiful......"

Shirley panted and opened her eyes to see him tear off his torn clothes one by one and pick himself up from the floor......

Conan's shout came over the badge intercom, "Hey? Feed? Feed? Gray Plains! You okay? What happened to you? ā€

Gin took the walkie-talkie off the tattered clothes: "This thing has been connected to the guy over there, hmph, that kind of man is so stupid that he can ......" said him, he put the walkie-talkie next to Ashbara: "Come, let him know how you feel." Then he leaned down and pressed down on her: "Baby, shout louder and let him see you for what you really are." ā€

"Piano...... Wine ......"

Conan heard the muffled name of the gin in his headphones and a flurry of strange noises, oh my God, this can't be ...... No! Gray Plains –

Conan said into the walkie-talkie, "Gin, your plan has been exposed. ā€

Gin sneered: "Hmph, are you talking to me, don't bother to pay attention to that kind of self-righteous little ghost." ā€

Shirley said weakly, "Self-righteous people...... It's you...... Gin. ā€

Conan said on the intercom: "I already know Pisco's modus operandi, and there is a photographer who happened to take a picture of the moment when he shot at the chandelier, and the newspaper will publish that photo tomorrow morning, I think he must be a veteran member of the organization, right?" When the time comes, most of the organization's secrets will be revealed, and you and your men won't try to escape! ā€

Gin's confused eyes were suddenly stunned, staring at the badge of the young detective group for a long time without speaking, scolding Pisco in his heart, useless old horseman! Thanks to Conan's reminder, Gin rubbed Shirley's hair and said, "Baby, I'll go run some errands and I'll be back soon." ā€

There was a sound on the ground, and there was a moment of silence on the walkie-talkie, and Conan said to Gray Plains, "Gray Plains, is Gin still there?" ā€

Ash Yuan gasped and said, "He...... He's gone, though, probably won't go far......"

Conan said, "I guess now that you may still be in the hotel, but can you provide some clues, even if they don't seem to be useful, I'll go look for you!" ā€

"Nope! Don't you come...... It's too dangerous here, and the vodka is probably still guarding the door......"

"It's okay, I have an anesthetic needle! Tell me what you can see now. ā€

"I see ......" Gray Yuan looked around, the room didn't seem to be as dark as before, there were many shelves, and stacks of bath towels and bedding were placed on the shelves: "This place is probably the warehouse of the hotel, I saw some hotel supplies, such as towels, disposable cups, and neatly folded bed sheets......"

"I see!" Conan spends his way to the staff elevator that leads to the basement.

Gin told Vodka to stand guard at the door, and when he saw the imp, he shot him. He then called Pisco and asked him to meet him in the cellar of the old building. In general, large hotels have a lot of high-quality wine stored in the cellars, and it is easy to destroy the corpse after killing people and setting fire to the cellars. Gin put the well-loaded 92 hand Q in the pocket of the black trench coat, came to the agreed place, and thought to himself, hum, he actually dragged me back at such a critical moment, old horseman~

Pisco heard the movement outside the door, immediately touched the gun in his arms, walked over, and when he saw that it was his own person, he relaxed his vigilance: "Your Highness Gin, do you have anything to do with me?" ā€

Gin took a few steps closer and said, "I want to know everything about sherry, how much do you know?" ā€

"I know a lot about her, after all, I have a good relationship with her parents. Does it matter, though? Do you have to meet in such a place? ā€

"Of course, it's very important."

"Okay. Shirley is probably not dead yet, probably selfishly after taking the drug numbered APTX-4869, her body has become smaller, and she has mixed in with a group of children, this group of children I am currently following, and I have basically determined that she is a little girl named Gray Plains, about eight or nine years old, short-haired, emaciated, and often goes to school and ends with a little boy named Edogawa Conan. At present, the investigation has reached this level. ā€

Gin said, "Hmph, is this information still the result of an investigation?" ā€

"So, what do you want?" Pisco's eyes widened and he said, "I'm not obligated to report to you, after all, we're not on the same line, are we?" ā€

"Well, since you want to hide it, then I can't help it." Gin said and pulled out his hand/gun and unexpectedly pressed it against his forehead.

"Wait, wait!" Pisco raised his hands and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Do you want to know about the latest research and development results of that drug?" ā€

"yes, that's it."

"That's a new exploration she carried out through her father's research, and it's still in the very immature experimental period, I'm worried that this kind of thing will not have much basis and affect your decision-making."

Gin smiled disapprerovingly: "Hmph, it's okay. You say. ā€

"The old man she's borrowed, a freelance scientist, provided her with a chemistry lab, and she's doing anti-cell collapse experiments, which is a drug that can turn herself back to her original form, and she's had a little bit of success that will make her recover in a few hours, and since there are no other live subjects, she's always experimenting on herself, so, sometimes, I'll see two models of adult shoe prints on her doorstep, one is the old man's, The other is her footprints after recovery. ā€

Gin asked, "Can you deduce the previous events from just one footprint?" ā€

"Of course not. I've also taken pictures of her after she recovered, but I didn't bring them with me today. ā€

Gin said, "Where is it?" ā€

"In, in my office's lockbox, what, do you need it?"

Gin said, "No need. You can shut up and fall asleep forever! ā€

Pisco shouted in a panic: "Wait! I know everything! ā€

"Hmph, that's why I have to make you never speak again."

"But ......"

"Besides, the shot you shot off the chandelier was also caught by the young photographer next to you, you are really old, you can't do such a little work, you should kill that photographer afterwards, but it's too late, just end it all with your death."

Pisco was already trembling with fright: "I'm the old general of 'that person', if you do this, he won't agree!" ā€

"Hmph, I just got the man's order to come and settle this muddy matter, so rest in peace, Pisco!" With that, Gin finished off the old man opposite with one shot, then punched through the wine can, struck a match and threw it over, and left.

At this time, Conan had already found the approximate location where Gray Plains was trapped, but unfortunately there were many such warehouses, and he was still desperately trying to eliminate them one by one.

Conan asked Graybara, "How is it, are you feeling better now?" ā€

"I'm fine, I don't know how long the strength lasts, and I don't have that medicine on me......"

"So, are you dressed?"

"Pervert! Of course! "I found a worn-out staff uniform on the shelf. ā€

Conan asked, "Can you then stand up and walk around?" ā€

"It's barely okay."

"Then you can look and see if there are windows or vents, other exits than doors."

"No, this is a warehouse. Wait, there's a fireplace here......"

"Oh, that's it! Can you find a way to climb up from the fireplace? I'm worried that Gin will be going back soon, because Dr. Asa said that there was a fire in the old building, and this is their usual practice of setting fire to destroy the corpse after killing people, so I suspect that Gin has already killed the man named Pisco and is heading for you! Before I arrived, take shelter in the fireplace for a while! ā€

"Okay." Shirley struggled to get into the fireplace, and just as she got in, she heard the voice of vodka outside the door: "Big brother, have you done everything over there?" ā€

"Hmm. How's it going over here, is Shirley still in there? "The sound of gin.

"Yes, I've been guarding the door, and a cockroach doesn't want to crawl out of this door."

"Hmph, that's not necessarily, that woman will change seventy-two!" Gin unscrewed the doorknob as he spoke, and at first glance at the dark space, he felt that something was wrong, and he opened the door wide to let the light into the room, and found it empty except for a few broken clothes.

Vodka suddenly sweated: "How, how can it be ......"

"Humph!"

Gin gave him a displeased look, hurried into the room to check, and finally found that only the fireplace could hide, and he deliberately said to the vodka: "Let that woman run." ā€

"Big brother, I heard a fire alarm and criminal police vehicle coming, let's hurry up, right?"

"Hmm. That's all there is to it. Gin said as he walked out of the warehouse, deliberately slamming the door shut.

After closing the door, Gin smiled: "The golden cicada is out of its shell." ā€

Vodka said, "Big brother, why don't we get out of here quickly?" ā€

"Don't worry, there will be a good show to watch later, follow me to the rooftop."

"Huh?"

When Vodka followed Gin up the narrow dark ladder in the attic to the roof of the hotel, in the silence of the night, a girl's voice was heard: "I have climbed up, and I have used all my strength, and now I can't even take a step, even if I want to run anywhere...... Don't worry, I'm fine, the wine is very hot, and even though it's snowing outside, I don't feel that cold......"

Suddenly, the iron door of the attic creaked open by someone, and a light shone on Shirley's body, Shirley looked back and was stunned.

"Gin......?!"

Gin pointed a gun at her and grinned, "Shirley, you don't look good in that torn uniform." ā€

Shirley exhaled a cloud of white mist, "You, how did you guess that I would climb up from the fireplace?" ā€

"Hmph, don't ask me such a pediatric question, is there anything else in that room besides the fireplace that leads to the outside?" Gin smiled mockingly: "I don't think that 'boyfriend' of yours is very clever, he told you to crawl around on the walkie-talkie, and he still doesn't dare to show up." ā€

Shirley said, "He's not my boyfriend. Gin, can you stop killing innocents? ā€

"You're not going to persuade me to change my ways, turn myself in or something, right?"

"I hope you will repent of your sins soon."

Gin suddenly became very annoyed, and actually temporarily pulled down the safety of the gun: "Shirley, even if I like you, I can't tolerate you pointing fingers at me!" ā€

Shirley shouted, "Gin, I already know you killed my sister!" But I still hope you can go to her grave and confess! Do you know why!? ā€

"Humph!" Gin's tone was rather grim: "I won't repent of that kind of thing when I die." ā€

Shirley was disappointed.