The brain is still a little drowsy.

Conan Edogawa opened his eyes, and it took a while for consciousness to regain consciousness. Only then did he notice that he was in a very old-looking wooden house with his hands tied behind his back.

At this moment, he was facing a refrigerator, the door was open, and the smell of rot came from inside.

He was caught. Conan Edogawa was keenly aware of this.

He thought he would be able to escape at the intersection, but the guy hiding in the car made him mentally raise the rating of the group again.

But... He won't give up.

Thinking so, Conan planned to take a look at the situation first, so he turned around.

Then he was taken aback.

A man in a black top hat, a black cloak, a black suit underneath, and a strange mask on his face was leaning over to look at Conan. Conan turned around and met the man's eyes.

Conan's heart, who subconsciously rubbed the floor and took a step back, sank.

All black.

This guy is indeed a fellow party of the men in black.

Now that his hands are tied, he can't be the match for the man in front of him... If you want to find a chance to escape, you can only wait for him to leave... Will there be a chance?

Conan didn't know.

The masked man spoke first: "Kudo Shinichi..."

"Can I call you that?" The masked man scoffed, "Even if... Are you just a part of Shinichi Kudo? ”

Sure enough, these guys also know about Kaedehara's existence!

"If I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that poison could turn people into children... It can also turn one person into two people. It's a genius creation... The world is going crazy about it. And as a living example, I don't think you must know how precious you are now..."

"What did you do to him?" Conan asked, secretly surveying the room.

"Him?" The masked man laughed, "I didn't think you still had the energy to care about other people—but it doesn't matter if you tell you, he's going to be sent for experiments soon." ”

"Human experiments."

The masked man added.

Conan couldn't see the other person's expression through the mask, but the big grinning mouth on the mask, the terrible smile on the face, made him think that it was the other party's mask.

But...

Kaedehara is about to be sent for human experiments... What does that mean?

"What about me?" Conan asked directly, vaguely feeling that there might be a chance in this, "What are you going to do with me?" ”

The masked man did not answer. He just smiled at Conan with a terrible face, as if he was waiting for the actors in the next scene to be in place.

And the actors also arrived as scheduled.

Just when Conan's mind was in a hurry, the woman who claimed to be Edogawa Wendai pushed open the rotten wooden door and walked in, saying, "It's almost time, it's time to send this little ghost back to the organization for experiments, right?" Hurry up and get this done, I-"

"Did I say I was going to send this little ghost back?"

"Huh!? What do you mean! That's the order from above! ”

"Order, ah... That's right, the command above. The masked man scoffed, "Annoying, stupid command." ”

"You-"

"Let me think, what is the command? Oh yes, send two imps to dissect... In a few days, these two precious test subjects will be turned into a pile of minced meat by that group of waste..."

"That's a shame, isn't it?" The masked man said to Conan.

A glimmer of hope grew in Conan's heart. This guy is the second and fifth boy of that organization?

"No matter what! All the above orders must be completed! The fat woman said loudly, but obviously a little timid towards the masked man, "He should be with that little ghost over there-"

"Less verbose!" The masked man abruptly took out a pistol and pointed it at the woman's forehead, "That's how I do it!" If you don't talk about it again... I'm afraid there's going to be a corpse here..."

"I... I see..."

"Anyway, according to the original plan, send that little ghost over there... This one," the masked man put away his gun and looked back at Conan, "I'm going to the institute I know... As for the above there... I'll explain it myself..."

The masked man stepped back slightly, while the woman stepped forward, holding a towel in her hand.

Again?

Conan subconsciously held his breath, and his mind cherished the little waking time he had to sort out the current situation. The man in front of him seems to be dissatisfied with the organization's plan to deal with himself and Kaedehara, and wants to go it alone... Moreover, an organization that can develop such a drug would actually plan to come up and do dissection...?

Conan didn't have time to think about it, and his mouth and nose were covered again. He also didn't try to resist ... The other person is staring at him, and that would only be a waste of time.

His time was running out.

By the time Conan woke up again, it was already late in the night.

Conan was cold, tired, and hungry, but there was a little happiness in his heart.

Maybe she is more resistant to drugs than ordinary people, or maybe the woman made a mistake. Now he was still where he was before he passed out, and the two men didn't seem to be there.

Did you go to bed? Or are you going to send Kaedehara?

Either way, we have to hurry!

Conan rubbed against the floor and straightened up, glancing at the room through the moonlight through the window, then breathed a sigh of relief. On the cabinet next to it, a bottle of wine was still there.

He had noticed it before, but he didn't dare to look much under the masked man's gaze.

Fortunately, the other party did not take the bottle away.

Conan moved over, rubbing his head to the edge of the shelf, then leaned over and let the bottle fall down his body.

Successfully catched.

Fearing that the two might be sleeping in the next room, Conan hesitated, sat down on the ground and reached the footpad with his foot, then wrapped the bottle a few layers with the footpad, and then grabbed the wrapped bottle with his foot and smashed it against the board.

Boom!

The sound was not loud, but it was clear in the deserted cabin at night.

Conan didn't dare to come out and held his breath, but after a while, no other movement came, which made him realize that the two were most likely not in the house... Or maybe you sleep deeply.

But he knew the answer to the either-or question right away.

The sound of a car approaching and then stopping came from outside.

The two guys are back.

Secretly thinking that luck was really bad, Conan quickly sat down on the ground, reached a fragment of a wine bottle with his hands on his back, and then began to cut the rope that bound him.

The two people downstairs seemed to be talking something while walking straight towards the room where Conan was, and Conan's heart became more and more urgent, and he tried to escape while cutting the rope.

There is a window in the room.

It's hard to get up if you're tied, but it's not hard to reach if the rope is cut. However, it is still too high for him to jump down, and if he jumps, he will not only move a lot, but also may twist his foot... There's no way to escape...

And the refrigerator...

He could barely fit himself in, and the rancid smell in it wasn't unbearable, but it was too obvious.

What to do?

Conan, who had finally untied the rope, quickly stood up, looked around, and noticed that the wine was slowly seeping under the plank.