Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery - Chapter 86

At the moment of landing, a cold, slender needle stabbed into the back of Gin’s neck violently.

“Calm down.” Jiang Yizhi said slowly.

The stairs are a little unexpectedly long.

Rao Shi held the gin as a back pad, which somewhat relieved the pain when he landed. Jiang Yizhi could still feel a large area of ​​sharp tingling in his arms and shoulders.

This kind of pain Jiang Yizhi was not unfamiliar with in his previous life, and it happened once every three or five years.

It’s like a dancer who stretches his muscles and bones, and the more it hurts, the more he realizes the degree of pressure on his waist.

He was a little embarrassed, the left sleeve of his clothes was covered with a layer of gray, and his hair was almost disheveled, but in comparison, Gin was much worse.

Taking the initiative to fall from the building and being pushed and dragged down are two completely different things. Although the gin and wine reacted the moment it fell, but being held down by him, there was no way to adjust it. Looking for a posture with the least damage, the fall was also a solid fall. .

——Especially when there is someone on top.

When the liquid from the needle tip was injected, Jin Jiu immediately realized that something was wrong with the back of his neck. He subconsciously wanted to grab the other person, but his body slowed down a step.

Jiang Yizhi fired twice in a row.

The bullet hit the left shoulder socket with one shot, and the other shot deliberately avoided the artery, hitting the right thigh.

For close-range shooting within five meters, even small-caliber pistol bullets have enough kinetic energy to play a full role.

Of course, the recoil is also quite large.

Jiang Yizhi slightly moved his left arm, which was so numb that he could barely hold the pistol—fortunately, it wasn’t to the point of breaking a bone.

Very fortunate.

Gin closed his eyes, he didn’t try to move – because of the effect of the anesthetic, he couldn’t even feel too much pain: “Fentanyl?”

A sudden question.

Jiang Yizhi paused, surprised that the gin was able to accurately guess the name of the main ingredient in the anesthetic, and said, “Yes.”

——It also contains a lot of muscle relaxants and a small amount of sedatives.

When sedatives and fentanyl are used together, the effects partially overlap. For the sake of medicinal safety, Jiang Yizhi reduced the amount of use.

General anesthesia injection, divided into gas anesthesia and intravenous anesthesia. There are two types of anesthesia, general anesthesia and partial anesthesia.

Every time Conan gave Mouri Kogoro an anesthesia injection, it belongs to general anesthesia in intravenous anesthesia. Once the injection is in, he will lose consciousness, solve the case without pain, and become a detective when he wakes up.

Fentanyl doesn’t make people unconscious.

It is equivalent to a powerful analgesic. The liquid is injected intravenously, and the effect is fast. It can work in one minute. The effect is remarkable. The disadvantage is that it is addictive and cannot be abused. Excessive intake will lead to death.

——Speaking of this, Ami from the other side of the ocean is a beacon of freedom who abuses fentanyl as morphine.

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The stairwell was dimly lit, illuminated by flashlights.

Jiang Yizhi took a little effort to confiscated his gun from Jin Jiu, then took a rope to tie the opponent’s wrist, tied the knot, made sure that Jin Jiu had no resistance, and then had time to pay attention to the surrounding environment.

Then he turned his head and saw a mop standing upright in the corner of the wall. Next to the mop, there was a life-size human statue with a broken arm and a broken leg.

The face of the statue is full and rich, and the statue is a woman. She has long hair, and the texture of the long hair is beautifully carved. She has a passerby’s face and looks terrified.

The expressions are very rich and realistic.

There was a layer of dust on it, and it looked a little infiltrating in the dark environment. Jiang Yi put on a layer of rubber gloves, and patiently changed the direction of the person, so that she was facing the cobwebs on the wall and corner, with her back. towards him.

After thinking about it again, I felt that the weather was a bit cold, so I simply took off the coat that had fallen on dust and put it on the statue.

The statue immediately looked warmer.

This is the negative third floor of the laboratory.

In front of him is a straight wall with no exit, and behind him is the 90-degree sloping stairs, which can climb to the second floor again.

After doing good deeds every day and warming the statue for a whole day, Jiang Yizhi turned his head to Jin Jiu with satisfaction: “Do you know how to get there?”

Gin said nothing.

However, with his knowledge of Jinjiu in the past six months, Jiang Yizhi looked up and down, and could see that the other party was surprised.

There was a curious look under his eyes.

… Maybe Gin himself has never been to this place.

He gave up asking Curious Baby Gin for help, and simply followed the blueprint given by Chijiang Yesan.

Jiang Yizhi groped for the wall, and within a moment, he found a secret door.

Just as his left hand touched the wall, Gin pulled back his tentative gaze.

Gin quickly analyzed Robin’s information in his mind~www.mtlnovel.com~ Robin, like him, is left-handed.

This was his biggest and most fatal mistake just now.

In the stairwell on the second floor just now, the other party held a gun fired with his right hand. Therefore, he was preconceived and thought that Robin’s dominant hand was the right hand.

——This is also the hand most commonly used by ordinary people.

So when he just fell from the building, he subconsciously increased his precautions, it was the opponent’s right hand.

However, he didn’t see where the anesthesia needle was hidden, but he used his left hand.

…Whether he was hiding or holding a gun at him, what Robin had been waiting for was the moment when he was anesthetized.

A very tough opponent.

And he just lost a second or two and missed the opportunity.

In addition, Robin seems to be very familiar with the terrain here.

Even to the point of fingering.

Jiang Yizhi ignored the gin and wine, and knocked on the secret door.

…can’t knock it on.

Then he turned his head and glanced up and down at the gin.

“Let’s talk?” He sat down slowly, looked at Gin politely, smiled and said, “Do you mind having a chat?”

Jiang Yizhi had a very oppressive face.

[Robin] perfectly inherits his face shape, with smooth and clear facial contours, even if he smiles, it’s not easy to look at.

He was shot twice, but neither of them were fatal injuries, and it had no effect on Gin for the time being.

He leaned against the wall and was still recovering some of his energy. Hearing the words, he just raised his eyes falsely: “Your purpose?”

Obviously, Robin didn’t intend to do anything to him.

But this is not good news for Gin.