Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 4 Deadly Experiment

Ringing, ringing, the alarm bell hanging in the middle of the activity area rang.

"Get up! Get up, you bastards." A guard opened the iron gate and walked in, yelling as he opened the cell doors one by one.

If any experimental subject stayed in bed, or slept too deeply, he kicked it hard.

Click, Fu Jiang's cell door was opened, he straightened up from the bed with his bloodshot eyes open, his eyes were red.

"Uh, if you haven't had a good rest... you can sleep a little longer." The guard's expression was a little weird.

Surprisingly, he looked at Fu Jiang with a trace of pity.

"I'm resting well." Fu Jiang squeezed his shoulders, got out of bed and stood up, and put on a padded jacket worn by security guards over the prison uniform.

He didn't sleep all night last night, thinking about his escape plan, trying to minimize accidents, and not relying on luck.

The course of action and action plan are already in his mind.

Thanks to the preparations made in the past few months, he has a good understanding of the monitoring location, the distribution of security guards, and the terrain of the experimental base.

Walking out of the cell, Fu Jiang called all the experimental subjects to line up, and then the experimental subjects started their morning exercises loosely amidst the sound of radio music.

After finishing morning exercises, they have to line up and then go to the bathroom to wash up and have a meal. Within half an hour after breakfast, they will go to the window to line up to get the medicine.

Repeating the mechanical actions, the time turned to noon.

In the cafeteria, Fu Jiang once again received rich meals comparable to members of the organization, and smiled back.

He glanced around and found where Shirley was.

He approached again, but this time to ease the relationship between the two parties. After leaving the organization in the future, he might have to rely more on this beautiful girl who conflicted with his peaceful life.

She may be the only connection between him and the protagonist Fang, and maybe the protagonist group can use the incredible and terrifying contacts to help him find a job.

I don't ask for much, after all, there is no such favor, as long as I can get a bite of food and live a peaceful life.

He is past the age when he likes to fight and kill.

"Xue Li, yesterday..." Fu Jiang placed the dinner plate on the other side of the long table, keeping a distance from Shirley that made her feel at ease.

Shirley's first reaction was to dodge, but just as she raised her butt, she sat down again after thinking about something, "Well, I'm listening."

She responded softly.

"I have no malicious intentions." Fu Jiang thought about it and said, "I'm just... a little excited."

Believe it or not, an apology is enough.

"Well." Shirley was a little silent, but looked up at Fu Jiang several times but hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say something, but felt that it was useless to say it.

"What? You want to say that the company plans to get rid of me?" Fu Jiang bent down and looked into Shirley's eyes.

Shirley whispered "ah" in surprise, "They already told you?"

Having been certified, Fu Jiang nodded, and a smile appeared on his stiff face, "Yes, the good news from getting up early in the morning."

".Sorry, it happened because of me, but I can't help you." Shirley stared at the untouched meal.

After hearing that Shakou said that No. 44 would be used as a clinical trial subject for APTX-4869, she stayed up all night.

Maybe she felt guilty about Fu Jiang, maybe she didn't think he deserved to die, or maybe she just didn't want her hands to be stained with blood.

She doesn't know it herself.

"It's because of me, and it has nothing to do with you." Fu Jiang raised his left eyebrow, "It's not your fault that you can arouse other people's desire to destroy."

If the drug resistance max is not enough to counteract the drug resistance of APTX-4869, then this sentence may alleviate the girl's sense of guilt.

"Your sister..." Shirley was still very concerned about this matter.

"I don't have a sister." Fu Jiang took a few mouthfuls of rice, "But I can tell at a glance that you have a sister. My eyes are very accurate, and I can judge a person's growth environment and temperament from his demeanor."

Seeing that Shirley was still in a daze, Fu Jiang snorted softly.

"Eat, girl, I have experienced more things than you can imagine. Since death is coming, then accept it calmly. Although the body will not be under the control of others after death, it is difficult to be decent, but at least it will look better before death."

The meat was quickly eaten by Fu Jiang, leaving only a few vegetables on the bottom of the plate, which was brought to him by the canteen aunt on her own initiative.

After thinking about it, he still pulled the vegetables into his mouth and swallowed them without chewing.

"Besides, I may not die. The goddess of luck has taken care of me, and my luck has always been very good."

Fu Jiang got up, picked up the dinner plate and passed by Shirley's side.

She looked up at Fu Jiang, but still didn't move her chopsticks.

Fu Jiang snorted, "It's shameful to waste it, I'll eat it if you don't eat it."

He took a few pieces of meat from Shirley's dinner plate and stuffed them into his mouth, rubbing his teeth and chewing.

After washing the dishes and placing them neatly, Fu Jiang walked to the window where he received the medicine.

"You don't need to take medicine today." The young lady at the window hesitated for a while and added, "Are you happy?"

Fu Jiang raised the corners of his mouth as much as possible, but he could only show an inconspicuous smile.

He put his index finger into his cheek and pulled it to the sides, "lucky."

The young lady stared at Fu Jiang's face for a while, it was the first time she saw 44 doing this kind of behavior.

It seems that what Shakou said is true, he is really mentally disturbed and aggressive.

With one last look, she remembered Fu Jiang's appearance deeply in her heart.

A youth full of regrets, who only said a few words and only looked at the face is not the first love of the first love.

"Just be happy."

Fu Jiang turned and left the cafeteria, and walked straight to the laboratory, but this time he was followed by three security guards with guns in their hands, and they were ready to shoot when he showed signs of resistance.

They didn't stop Fu Jiang's actions, they just followed him at a distance of several meters.

If he guessed correctly, apart from these three security guards, the security guards in other positions should have been on alert.

Those who are related to the organization should know that for the killer of the organization, it is not too difficult to quickly eliminate the three security guards with bare hands at this distance.

It's just that the movement may be a bit loud.

Walking to the door of the laboratory, Da Shan, who was on guard at the door, opened his mouth, "Actually, you're not too bad, but you're really... kind of scary."

"Also." He scratched his head and smiled, "I suddenly felt that I might not be suitable here."

Fu Jiang's footsteps stopped, "You are very suitable, and those who are not suitable are dead."

Dashan's expression froze, and he turned slightly stiffly to watch Fu Jiang walk into the laboratory step by step.

……

In the laboratory, several scientific researchers were discussing and arguing about something, but immediately fell into silence after Fu Jiang entered.

"What are you doing here...you already know?" Shakou Zongzhi frowned and glared at the security guard.

The security guard shook his head quickly, they won't take the blame.

Shakou lowered his eyes, guessed who was speaking, and whispered an ugly word, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Fu Jiang lay directly on the operating table, and he was locked up calmly, his limbs and neck were all bound.

After waiting for about half an hour, Shirley opened the door and walked in.

She glanced at Fu Jiang on the operating table, her eyes showed no hesitation, no pity, only flatness and coldness.

It's not like looking at a person, but at a mouse.

Now she can only be Shirley of the organization, not Miyano Shiho or anything else.

She remembered Fu Jiang's claim that he could see through others. Maybe there was a reason why he kept calling her Shirley. This was a reminder.

Even though she grew up in an organized environment since she was a child, she felt that she might as well adapt to the rules here as Fu Jiang, who had only been in the experimental base for a year.

"Inject phenobarbital sodium." Shirley ordered flatly.

Shakou Zongzhi watched quietly from the side, and he would remind Shirley when her instructions were wrong.

He has this qualification. He may not be as good as APTX-4869 in terms of theoretical knowledge, but when it comes to clinical trials, he has too much experience.

About half an hour after the injection, an unknown device began to scan his body.

At the same time, he was injected with an unknown liquid instead of a shaped capsule of APTX-4869.

"Hoo, hoo..." Fu Jiang suddenly began to gasp, his eyes widened, and beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks.

His body was very hot, so hot that it was painful, like taking a bath in boiling water, and he felt that what he spit out of his mouth was not carbon dioxide, but flames or smoke.

His pupils kept dilated, then shrunk, and then dilated again.

Suddenly, he felt suffocated, his sense of time magnified, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

Shirley kept saying something, but he couldn't make out.

"Papaverine injection."

An injection went into the deltoid of his left arm.

A scientific researcher yelled something loudly, judging from the mouth shape, it seemed that what he said was useless.

The strong tinnitus disturbed him, and because his body was restrained, he couldn't make a struggle even though the pain was unbearable.

Maybe he can't do it without restraint, he can't move anymore.

His pupils dilated and his body twitched.

"Stimulus!" Sweat dripped from Shirley's forehead.

In the blurred vision, a scientific researcher kept busy with something on him, and then shook his head vigorously.

"He's dead." Shakou Zongzhi took a look.

Ignoring Shakou, Shirley ordered without pausing: "Inject adrenaline."

In fact, she also knew it was useless, but she just wanted to gamble. Anyway, she would die anyway, so it would be better to fight for the last chance.

Shakou Zongzhi interrupted her, and ordered to the scientific research staff beside him: "Give another injection of APTX-4869."

(End of this chapter)