Every Day on the Verge of Being Arrested By Detectives - Chapter 154

In a room of a research institute in Tokyo, a middle-aged man in a white doctor’s gown was being punched and kicked by two big men with big arms. The man was beaten with bloodshot eyes, he kept whimpering with a rag stuffed in his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

“Quickly! What are your strongholds in Japan?! Where is the list of personnel!” A big man with a flowery arm stepped on the back of the man’s hand, and only heard a’click’, the man’s fingers were deformed by the stepping on the man. There was another tragic whine.

The middle-aged man nodded desperately.

Another big man with flowers frowned: “It’s so stiff! It seems that I have to show you something!”

“??” The middle-aged man almost fainted when he heard the words.

The men had beaten him for an hour. His hamstring was broken, his arms were twisted and dislocated, and three ribs were broken. This group of men kept asking him about the organization’s strongholds and personnel list, but they used a rag to stop him from saying, are they sick! Do they really want to organize the information? This is all aimed at killing him alive, right? !

The man had no hope of living anymore, his body was so painful, he only asked the other party to give him a relief. Anyway, the fate of the betrayal organization will eventually be dealt with by Gin. Rather than endure the second torture, he would rather die here directly!

“Master Kong, can we use that?” The big-armed man asked respectfully in the shadow of the room, holding a box of injections.

It turns out that there is another person in the room! The middle-aged man struggled to raise his head to look in the direction of the bow of the big man with arms, only to see a red-haired young man sitting on the couch that originally belonged to him. He was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt. Two buttons were unbuttoned at the collar to reveal his collarbone. The sleeves were rolled to the elbows to reveal a strong forearm, and his forearm was placed on the armrest of the sofa chair and looked at him expressionlessly.

“!” This kind of look… the middle-aged man’s heart chucked, and a gin indifferent expression appeared in his mind.

He won’t let him die easily, a thought came to the middle-aged man, his breathing began to swift, and the fear in his eyes increased.

Sure enough, the red-haired young man nodded in the next second, and the big guy who got permission immediately took off the syringe and walked towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man shook his head desperately and drew back frantically when he saw the familiar medicine in the hands of the big-armed man. He knows what will happen once the medicine is injected into the body, his muscles will start to spasm, every inch of his body will be painful and itchy, no matter how he scratches it, it will not be relieved. This pain will last for 72 hours. After the medicine is fully integrated into the body, his breathing will be blocked and he will slowly die from suffocation. Many people will catch themselves alive because of the pain and itching if they can’t wait for the suffocation.

The reason why he knows so well is because this medicine is the poison he has researched for the organization to force a confession. In order to study this medicine, the organization arrested many people for him to experiment, and he saw those people scratching himself alive.

The middle-aged man was quickly restrained by two big-armed men and forced to be injected with medicine. After filling the man with the medicine, the big man took off the rag from his mouth and once again pressed for the organization’s stronghold and the list of personnel.

“I said! I said everything! Just beg you to kill me!” The middle-aged man knew that the drug would have a relief period of about 5 minutes before the onset of the drug. He just wanted to die before the pain came: “…the stronghold I know There are only these few, and I have already told you the secret codes connected with these people! Please give me a happy one!”

The man was already feeling the start of the drug, and he rubbed his body on the ground in pain.

The flower-armed man ignored the man. After recording the man’s words in a notebook, he respectfully handed it to the red-haired young man. Inu Jinkong did not read his notebook. He stood up and walked to the man and looked at him condescendingly: “It is impossible for the black organization to have only these few strongholds in Japan. Do you want to lie to me?”

The man shook his head frantically: “No! There are many different departments in the organization. I am only responsible for medical research, and the only ones I can get in touch with!” At this point, he reached out a little eagerly to grab the feet of the youth, “I really didn’t cheat. You! Please kill me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it is so uncomfortable for me!”

The red-haired youth quickly kicked away the opponent’s hand, but the opponent still touched the shoe. He frowned and watched Cheng Liang’s leather shoes stained with blood, his red eyes flashed with violence. He stepped on the man’s chest and rubbed his shoes twice with the only clean spot on his clothes, then kicked him away.

After he was finished, he turned his head and said to the big-armed man: “Staring at him, let him also feel what they had to do with the [experimental] people who were thrown in the trash. It’s his turn.”

“Yes, Master Kong!” the two big men with flowers quickly responded.

These researchers have no empathy for the same human subjects, but can’t stand it for three minutes when it’s their turn, which is really disgusting. Master Kong is right, it is time for these scumbags to feel the pain of being treated as a guinea pig!

—–Dividing line—–

The red-haired youth is naturally a dog Jinkong.

In the morning, Nanase Sakuma asked Inukane Oni Manjiro to build a bird cage for her. In the afternoon, she transformed into Inukane Sky and took the team members to a research institute base of the black organization in Japan. After spending half a day on the successful sneak attack, she found out the core personnel with the wine name from these personnel, leaving only the director of the highest-ranking research institute named Bomol to extract a confession, and the others were all dealt with.

After doing all this, Inukinsora drove directly back to 17-chome, Yonehuacho, Tokyo. When he parked his car in the garage and walked out, it was already dark.

The moon is big today, and the road can be clearly seen even at night. But because the moon was very bright, the stars in the sky disappeared.

Inu Jinkong took out the key from his pocket to open the door, fumbled for him and turned on the wall lamp. He took off his shoes in the hallway and walked into the living room barefoot. Because the headlights were not turned on, the living room was a bit dark, and the soft furnishings of the sofa looked like black shadows.

Dog Jinkong walked over and opened the curtains, moonlight shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the floor was white.

After opening the curtains, Dog Jinkong walked all the way to the three-story wine cabinet in the living room and pressed a button. The fully automated wine cabinet opened one after another, and the dark red wine cabinet was neatly arranged with various types. The wine looks really spectacular. He took out four bottles of Bomol, Maya’s, Suz, and Jacques from the inside and brought them into the kitchen.

Inu Jinkong stood in front of the kitchen sink. He put all the wine on the stone platform next to it, then took the wine named Jacques, uncorked it with his bare hands, and then lifted the bottle to pour it into the sink. The bright red wine was poured into the silver sink. In the case of insufficient light, it looked like blood, which matched the eyes of the red-haired youth.

After Inu Jinkong finished pouring Jacques with a facial expression, he stepped on the pedal of the trash can, and the lid of the trash can popped open. He moved the bottle with his hand in an arc and moved it to the top of the trash can, and when he loosened his hand, the empty Jacques bottle fell into the open trash can. Next, he handled the other two bottles of wine in the same way, the whole process was very smooth, with a casual elegance.

Bomol is the last to deal with.

Bomol, a kind of whiskey, is very similar in color to bourbon, but has a more intense taste than bourbon. In addition to fruit and floral aromas, it also has a smoky flavor. It is the closest to the original whiskey.

The golden-yellow liquor was poured into the silver sink like a stream of water. The sweet and refreshing aroma was like standing in the starry sky that night while wearing a white shirt. Inu Jinkong’s hand holding the wine bottle tightened, and just as he was about to crush the glass bottle, a slight noise came from the courtyard.

Someone has entered his courtyard! Inu Jinkong suddenly raised his eyes, two scarlet spots in the dark like a lurking beast.

—–Dividing line—–

For a whole afternoon, Toru Amuro and Conan Edogawa found nothing. Nanase Sakuma did not show up at the locations that Yuri knew it. The two decided to visit her home at 17-chome in Yonehuacho, Tokyo.

On the way to Sakuma Nanase’s house, Amuro Toru was very silent, and Edogawa Conan understood his feelings. Every time Morilan disappeared, he was as uneasy as Tou Amuro, just wanting to find the other party as soon as possible to confirm the other party’s safety.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Amuro, Nanase will be fine,” Edogawa Conan comforted. “Until we find definitive evidence, that man doesn’t look like it will hurt Nanase sister.”

Amuro twitched his mouth and didn’t tell Edogawa Conan what he really thought. In addition to worrying that Inukane Manjiro would harm Sakuma Nanase, he was even more worried about her mental state.

“I searched for an afternoon, now it’s dinner time, Conan, you should be hungry. May I go to the nearby convenience store to buy you something to eat?” Amuro said.

“Yeah! Just buy anything. We have to rush to Nanase’s home.” Edogawa Conan was very considerate.

Amuro touched his head and quickly parked the car at a nearby convenience store. He bought sandwiches and juice for Edogawa Conan, but didn’t buy anything himself.

Edogawa Conan frowned: “Brother Amuro, the more you worry, the more you have to eat, so that you have the strength to deal with sudden events.”

Amuro shook his head thoroughly: “I’m not hungry yet, so I can cook something to eat after I visit Nanase’s house.”

Since Toru Amuro said so, Edogawa Conan no longer reluctantly, when he finished eating, Toru Amuro’s car had already drove to the 17th-chome near Yonehuacho.

The two of them saw the faint light coming from Nanase’s home in Sakuma from a distance, and Toru Amuro and Conan Edogawa looked at each other, and both saw surprise from each other’s faces.

“Mr. Amuro, it’s Nanase sister!” Edogawa Conan said excitedly.

Toru Amuro was more calm: “It’s not sure yet, I’ll check it.”

“Wait, Mr. Amuro, are you planning to go alone?!”

Amuro Tou put on a black hat and white gloves. After he was fully armed, he pulled the car door: “It’s not necessarily Nanase inside, just in case I’ll sneak in to see the situation. You wait for me outside. If someone comes, help me cover.”

As he said, he closed the car door and looked at Edogawa Conan through the window: “If Nanase is inside, I need time to talk to her, so please wait a minute.”

After talking about Amurotou bypassing the wall, he chose a suitable place for climbing and stepped on the depression and gently jumped into the courtyard.