Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 1 Ah!Shirley~(x), Shirley: Ah! (√)
"Dashan, the physical examination is about to start, you go and get someone." The man in the black uniform leaned loosely against the corner, with a thin cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Tsk, why did I go..." After muttering, Da Shan reluctantly left the lounge with his pockets in his pocket.

Who told him that he has the least qualifications, he has to do all the troublesome things.

"Hey wait!" The man who stood unfairly patted his forehead exaggeratedly, "I almost forgot, I'll go get someone, you have to go to the confinement room, an experimental subject was imprisoned."

"Who? Do you want to die like this?" Dashan asked with a surprised expression.

As a little white mouse, being locked up in a confinement room is not far from death. An unruly white mouse will turn into a corpse after several dangerous experiments and be disposed of.

"You ask me, who do I ask? Hurry up, hurry up, there are big people coming over today, who knows if it's an inspection, if we're late..."

Before the man could finish speaking, a figure with long silver hair appeared in Dashan's mind.

He shivered all over, and rushed to the confinement room half-run and half-walk.

……

Bang, crunch.

The dull metal door was pulled open, and a sliver of yellowish light shone in, slightly dispelling the darkness at the door.

"Hey! Come out!"

The air was silent for a few seconds.

"I say, come out! Do you hear? Are you deaf!?"

Outside the cell, Da Shan shouted with a bad expression.

The shadows in the corner swayed, and there was a sound of friction when the clothes stood up against the wall. The tall man broke free from the darkness and jumped in front of the rough-faced Dashan.

Under the dim light, the man's entire face was covered with a shadow.

But those eyes were so dark that it was difficult to distinguish the pupils from the irises, no matter how many times he saw them, he could arouse the deepest fear in his heart.

"Gudu." Dashan took a step back, swallowed his saliva, and touched the handle of the gun with his right hand uncomfortably, trying to protect himself, or just for a sense of security.

"No, no one told me that it was you who was locked in the confinement room. Listen to me, I'm not..."

Dashan greeted the family members of his colleagues ten thousand times in his heart, he didn't know anything, bullshit, he obviously pushed him here because he knew.

"Ah, I can hear you." The man nearly two meters tall interrupted him, and approached the shrinking mountain step by step, forcing him back to the corner, bent his body and put his face in front of him, "I can hear."

……

Tokyo City, Rice Flower Town, a pharmaceutical company.

Footsteps and voices echoed in the empty corridor.

"This is where I will 'live well' in the future?" The brown-haired girl's ice-blue eyes were full of sarcasm.

This pharmaceutical company named "a certain pharmaceutical company" is her new prison. It is said to change her environment to a better one, but it is not much better.

The man in the half-top hat was still walking quickly at the front, and the overflowing smoke drifted backwards with the silver hair raised by his fast walking.

"Cough cough." The tea-haired girl coughed twice, not sure if she really couldn't accept the smell of cigarettes or was just expressing dissatisfaction.

"Shirley, don't be so picky. You have to remember that it's a good thing to come here, which means that you won't be cleaned up like those gangsters."

The burly man who was following the silver-haired man turned his head and smiled viciously. The light in the corridor shone on his sunglasses, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.

He was talking nonsense. The girl has a code name and is a core member of the organization. Naturally, she will not be the same as a miscellaneous fish.

The brown-haired girl lowered her eyes, which made the strong man very proud, and he felt that he frightened her.

It broke, the silver-haired man walking in the front opened the door of a laboratory, his movements were not too rough but still made enough noise.

This saved him from needing to remind the lab staff that he was coming.

"Brother Gin." One of the middle-aged men wearing glasses greeted him immediately. He seemed to be the leader of this laboratory.

There is a business card pinned to his white coat, Shakou Zongzhi, this is his name.

Qin Jiu glanced at the men in prison uniforms: "It seems that we came at the right time."

Sha Kou was stunned for a moment, and then saw the tea-haired girl standing at the back, he suddenly smiled, and then made a gesture to invite in.

He only heard that a more professional leader had been transferred from above to replace the previous nerd who wanted to run away after getting enough money, but he didn't know that a scientific researcher would also be brought in by the way.

Is this the new leader's secretary or something?

"She is Shirley, and she is in charge of the experimental project of APTX-4869."

Gin's icy voice made Shakou tremble all over, and then he was surprised, just her?How old is she?Have you graduated from high school yet?
"Okay." Although he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, Shakou still nodded in response.

Seeing the end of the conversation between the two, a scientific researcher stepped forward: "The test was completed on the 21st to 40th, and there is no abnormality."

Shakou waved his hand to signal the start of the next group, then turned to introduce to the tea-haired girl named Shirley: "This is to test the health of the white mice before the experiment, after all, they have been taking psychotropic drugs for a long time. "

Shirley didn't respond at all. She was used to this kind of thing in the last experimental base.

In order to prevent bad surprises during or outside the experiment due to emotional over-exertion, they need something that will keep them quiet at all times.

The most convenient of them is probably the psychotropic drugs. There is no need to inject additional sedatives during the experiment, and they already have no will to resist.

They are even more miserable than prisoners. They obviously look like humans, but they are not treated like humans. These people are collectively called "white mice".

After taking another puff, Gin put the cigarette out in the portable ashtray, "Shirley, don't let that gentleman down."

After giving a word of advice in his own style, he turned around and rushed out the door with his little brother Vodka beside him.

He looks busy, or is extremely demanding about efficiency.

However, after Gin left, he went in a different direction from Vodka. Unlike him who had other tasks, Vodka needed to stay here for a while.

Gin can't trust these wine bags and rice bags. Since the gentleman handed Shirley over to him, he has to make sure that everything runs normally and there are no annoying accidents.

"Miss Shirley, I wonder how old you are?" After the two left, Shakou greeted with a smile.

The girl in front of her was obviously different from the two men in black before, and there was no scary atmosphere around her.

The young age also makes it easier for her to be slighted and provoked. Of course, only a fool with no brains would do the latter.

The brown-haired girl didn't respond to his accosting, her thoughts drifted to nowhere, Tokyo city is also very good, so that she can often meet with her sister, heh, if it is allowed.

Wow, the door was gently opened, and twenty men in prison uniforms were driven in one after another by several people dressed as security guards. They were the white mice No. 41~60.

She withdrew her thoughts, turned her head to look at Shakou, "Please show me the experimental reports of the drug in recent months."

Sha Kou was stunned, shouldn't he be asked to introduce the colleagues who work with him first?
At this time, Shirley frowned slightly, and the sound of footsteps stopped behind her. She looked sideways to the rear, then raised her neck to adjust her gaze.

so high!About the same as gin, perhaps higher, was her first reaction.

The man's hair was untrimmed, plus it was naturally curly, so it was a little messy, and it was scattered down to his chin.

His facial features and outline are sharp, with sharp edges and corners, like a classical sculpture carefully carved by a master. His eyes are long and narrow, his pupils are dark and deep, his nose bridge is high, and his lips are thin. He doesn't look like a good person, but in terms of appearance, he can say He was the most pleasing person she had ever met.

However, the Band-Aid under the man's left eye spoiled the aesthetic slightly, as if there was a scar or something there.

Although it was winter, even though he was indoors, the man was still wrapped in a black padded coat, which was of the same style as the other security guards.

"What's the matter?" Shirley took a step back and distanced herself from the man.

She felt a strong sense of oppression. This man was very tall and imposing.

Perhaps, it was a core member of the organization, and his status was probably not low, so that Gin Jiu didn't even get the news of his coming here, and didn't remind her.

Thinking of gin, Shirley looked at the man's eyes again.

His eyes were very similar to, or exactly the same as, the way Qin Jiu looked at her.

The tall man didn't reply to her, but turned his head to look down at the vigilant security guard, "Thanks for your hard work."

Then he turned and walked towards the scientific research staff, while the experimental subjects behind him followed neatly behind him.

After turning around, the man with pitch-black eyes took a deep breath indistinctly.

ah!Shirley~, your voice engraved in my DNA made me realize for the first time that I had traveled to the world of Ke Xue.

"Mr. Mouse King~ Shall I start with you?" A female staff member waved with a smile on her face.

"Alright." The man known as the Mouse King walked over quickly with his head held high. Compared to the experimental subject who was about to be examined, he was more like a champion on stage to receive an award.

"Rat King?" Shirley raised her eyebrows, which neither resembled a person's name nor the organization's code name.

"Yes, you can also call him number 44." Shakou pushed his glasses and pointed at the tall man. At this time, the tall man had taken off his coat, revealing the prison uniform inside, with the number 44 printed on the front.

Shirley's eyes widened slightly, and the look of surprise in her eyes was very obvious.

This man with a strong imposing manner, who gives people the feeling of a core member of the organization, is actually an experimental subject?

"Some people thought the number 44 was unlucky and it was a little... alienating to call him that, so they gave him a nickname."

Shakou briefly explained: "He belongs to this group of mice, um, in their words, he is the boss, and they are all afraid of him."

"Nickname...it's better to just call him by his name." Shirley looked down at the cold ground, she didn't think it was a nickname.

These two words are full of irony and maliciousness.

Shakou smiled awkwardly: "The organization doesn't know his name either, so there's no need to look it up, you should understand."

Shirley nodded slightly.

A large part of the experimental subjects in the organization are homeless people. This kind of people have no relatives and no reason. Even if they disappear one day, no one will suspect them. It can be regarded as the end of his life.

The man with the ironic nickname was lying on the scanner topless.

Under the light, every muscle in his body shimmered.

Shirley watched the man as the scanner covered his body, and there was some sadness in her eyes.

"He, shouldn't he be here not long ago?"

She has seen this kind of people before, who are not afraid of difficulties, strong and confident, even in the face of difficulties, they hold their heads high and are willing to challenge all difficulties.

But under the influence of this desperate environment and drugs, they will soon become hysterical, and then transform into despair, and become a walking dead.

Shakou Zongzhi's expression became a little strange: "No, he has actually been here for a year."

a year?He stayed in this environment for a year?And it is still the case of taking psychotropic drugs with obvious side effects?

Shirley turned her head to look at the tall man who quickly got up from the instrument and put on his clothes quickly.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a year of inhuman treatment.

Shakou's expression became increasingly weird:

"If the breeder hadn't seen him take the drug, I'm sure he did something.

"But fortunately, although he is not as dull as the other white mice, he is quite obedient, and according to what he said, he is very satisfied with the life here, but he is sometimes a little scary, at least that is what the security guards said. I don’t know what’s so scary about him.”

The man walked to a security guard, "I'm going to the bathroom, you don't have to wait for me."

Normally, the security guard would nod and ignore him, but not now, the new leader is watching.

"I'll take you."

The man stared at the security guard for three seconds, nodded slightly when the other party was sweating on his forehead, and quickly left the laboratory.

……

In the bathroom cubicle, the man tiptoed slightly, looked through the cubicle to look outside, and confirmed that the security guard was standing at the door of the bathroom, separated from him by a bathroom distance.

"Huh." The man took a few deep breaths, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

As if trying to endure something, he slowly raised his right hand, and then read in as small but clear a voice as possible:

"Ba la la energy, dora dora, summon in my name, burst the reality, smash the spirit, Tiga, oh~~~ Terman!"

After he danced and said, his eyes were already bloodshot.

No matter how many times you come here, this thing is a shame.

Ding, the password verification is complete, the Devil's Joy is good, the system is not serving you!
A pink system panel with an outrageous appearance and a girlish style appeared in front of his eyes.

System panel: (Maybe only complete once)
Name: Fujiang Acacia

Sex: Male
Age: 20 years old
Strength: 4 (Ordinary people are 5, the extreme value is 10, and the extreme value of Ke Xueren is 20, the following is omitted.)
Agility: 7
Stamina: 4
Insights: 5
Charm: 20 (not exactly the same as appearance, the sum of the highest ten points of appearance plus the highest ten points of temperament is the charm.)
Evaluation: Strength weaker than a woman, speed that shouldn't belong to a man, and a flimsy body, you can't do it, boy, but luckily you are the most beautiful boy in the world!
Fu Jiang's eyelids trembled a few times, and he stroked the band-aid under his left eye with his right hand. This surname, coupled with the covered tear mole, made him feel disobedient and uncomfortable no matter how many times, and this name would occasionally provoke His desire to complain.

This is more like two weird first names combined abruptly, omitting surnames such as Kawakami and Manaka.

By the way, does Japan really have the surname Tomie?

Continue to look down, the following are the skills he has mastered.

Protective color: Weak creatures must know how to use their appearance to intimidate opponents or protect themselves (10 charm bonus skills)
Supreme aura: whether you are a good guy or a bad guy, cautious or brave, under this aura you can achieve the ultimate (20 charisma bonus skills)
Drug resistance max: Ignore the side effects of most drugs (this will not delay you from taking Viagra)
Common sense error: the cost of crossing, different worldviews are contradicted by common sense, in any case, it is impossible for a helicopter to shoot Tokyo Tower! (Even in the worst episodes, you know shit isn't food)

Gun Specialization Lv1: You accidentally bumped into a security guard's gun. (It is pinned on the waistband, not under the crotch)

Compared with the last time it was turned on, there is no change except that the drug resistance has reached max. Fu Jiang tapped his finger and switched to the task panel.

When he saw Shirley before, he heard the prompt tone of the mission.

Task panel:

Gotta Have a History (Random Origin Quest): Join the Winery (Completed)
Escape from the Experimental Base: You actually joined the winery, but you did it in a weird way, so you had to escape.

Reward: A detective's brain.

Failure penalty: Shirley doesn't run away when she comes?So you are brave?

"Escape?" Fu Jiang's expression didn't change at all. This task appeared as early as a year ago, "It's really ridiculous."

He had such a good life, why did he run away?

There is food and drink here, the food is great, and everyone speaks nicely. I really like this place. Staying here feels like going home. I, Fujiang Hehuan, just want to live this kind of peaceful life!
Even if you beat him to death and throw him down from upstairs, he will crawl back.

Um?Wait, what do failure penalties mean?It was obviously blank here before.

Fujie's pupils shrunk and broke down. After Shirley shrunk and escaped, was the laboratory bombed?Would the winery go out of their way to fish him out of the basement?

Damn bad woman, ruin my peaceful life!
Fu Jiang's eyes turned cold. Between life and peace, he chose Zhenxiang.

The task list drops down, and a new task appears.

Mission: Ah!Shirley~(x), Shirley: Ah! (√)
Quest requirements: Kill Shirley in the arms of her sister. (Strong, hard, even if you don’t have the strength to hold someone, how dare you join the winery?)

Mission reward: special drug for ecstasy (1mL), just one milliliter can make any creature unconscious for six hours, even if it has undergone anti-narcotic training. (You understand? After using this medicine, no matter what you do to her, she won’t wake up, so you must never do strange things, okay?)

Failure penalty: nose shortened by [-] centimeters (reward for the appearance of the ancient god, plus [-] joy points for plastic surgery coupons)

"Are you the devil?" Fu Jiang took a light breath, opened the mall and looked at the number of his pleasure points.

Only a poor 23 points, a pauper.

That's right, drugs might come in handy when escaping, and Shirley ruined his life, but he hugged him back, which can be said to be a model of compassion.

At most, this hug might be a little bit forceful.

After touching his nose and confirming that he still didn't want to lose it, Fu Jiang pushed open the door of the cubicle, washed his hands in front of the faucet, and walked out of the bathroom quickly.

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