【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

The footsteps got farther and farther until they disappeared.

The entire station was surrounded by a suffocating silence. Conan hid in the cabinet, his heart still beating rapidly.

Just a little bit away, just a little bit away from being discovered by Gin!

What should I do, go out now?

No, no, they are probably still ambushing nearby. If they rush out rashly, they might step into a trap.

At this moment, Conan faintly heard a rustling sound.

What does it sound like, the sound of an arthropod crawling?

Conan shrank subconsciously. After his eyes slowly adapted to the dark environment, he looked in the direction of the sound. He vaguely seemed to see...eight red eyes? ! ! !

Damn, what? !

Conan swallowed nervously and listened for a long time. After confirming that Gin and the others were indeed far away, Conan quietly turned on the flashlight function of his watch, and even cautiously covered the flashlight with his clothes. Part of the light only dimly shines in the direction of the red eyes.

Then, he discovered that a big black and fluffy spider had appeared in the corner of the cabinet near the door. After Ruomu Liang got the secretly taken photos, he quietly put the spider away. He passed by, and Conan's entire attention was on Gin at that time. He just didn't notice the spider-san who climbed into the cabinet and quietly found a small corner lying down.

Conan:! ! ! !

He stared at the ominous spider with his eyes wide open, his body as stiff as a piece of wood.

If this thing suddenly pounced on him and bit him, would it be too late for him to go next door and shoot Spider-Man?

Conan stared nervously at Spider-Sang, not daring to move.

During the tense confrontation between one person and one spider, the detective badge in Conan's pocket vibrated, followed by several slight knocking sounds.

In the quiet environment, it seems particularly clear.

It's Morse code.

Conan glanced at Spider-Sang, who didn't seem to be disturbed, and responded in a low voice.

"PhD?"

"Edogawa?"

Haihara Ai's voice came from the other end of the badge.

She got up in the middle of the night to drink water and found that the doctor's room was empty, and the doctor's beloved Beetle disappeared at the same time. How could Haibara Ai not understand this? Edogawa must have taken the doctor out to cause trouble again at night.

So Aijiang contacted the doctor immediately. When she learned that Conan was going to the meeting alone to track down clues about the winery, she passed away almost out of breath.

Fortunately, he was angry. After all, Haiyuan Ai did not completely lose his mind. Instead, he opened the detective armband and used Morse code to test the situation.

"Um, Haiyuan... is there anyone in the organization who raises spiders?"

Conan stared at the innocent Spider-Sang, his eyes were extremely sour, but he did not dare to blink easily. He was afraid that as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the black spider-sang would crawl directly onto his face.

Haibara Ai:……

"Did Sangria show up too?"

Conan: "Is it that pervert again?"

Haibara Ai: "...Well, although what you said is true, that spider is a robot made by Sangria. Do you think it has functions such as audio and video recording?"

Conan:! ! ! !

"RIP Edogawa."

After Haihara Ai finished speaking, he cut off the communication unilaterally.

As long as Conan doesn't commit suicide and dance directly on Sangria's face, Sangria should be able to barely guarantee the life safety of a famous detective. After all, those who are still alive after taking the A drug, for now It should be just her and Kudo Shinichi.

And she needs to study the APTX series of antidotes in the laboratory, so Conan is the best subject for Sangria to observe taking medicine.

Haibara Ai very consciously assigned herself the title of scientific research tool person, and conveniently filled in the column of Edogawa Conan's status as a living test subject.

However, imagine Conan's current situation.

In a small airtight cabinet, there is a super realistic big black spider next to it.

Haiyuan shivered. His life safety was guaranteed, but his mental state was not.

She spent a second to sympathize with Conan, and spent the remaining 59 seconds rushing into the laboratory and opening the constant-temperature medicine box. After seeing five boards of temporary antidotes with varying effects from weak to strong, Haihara Ai took Feeling full of security, I turned around and went upstairs, ready to go back to sleep.

Of course, before going to bed, she still used the spare tracking glasses at home to locate the detective badge on Conan, and then sent the address to Dr. Ali, who was about to go bald.

When the doctor arrived at Xianqiao Station sweating profusely, he confirmed Conan's position through the light of the flashlight that shone faintly through the gap in the cabinet, and then spent a lot of effort to saw open the inexplicably welded cabinet door. In the corner, I picked up a Conan who had passed out due to lack of oxygen.

spider? What spider?

Spider-Sang, produced by Sangria, consciously dismantled himself after seeing that the little corgi had passed out and uploaded a series of emoticons including corgi panic, corgi fear, and corgi coma. Clean and thorough.

Although Dr. Ali found a pile of black powder at Conan's feet, he didn't think much about it. He just hurriedly hugged the unconscious Conan and left the scene.

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Presidential suite in a five-star hotel

After taking a bath, Belmode wore a silk bathrobe, poured herself a glass of red wine elegantly, and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to admire the night view of the city.

At this moment, the cell phone dedicated to the organization vibrated twice.

Sister Bei temporarily put the wine glass on the small coffee table aside, unlocked her phone, and looked at the message sent by Sangria.

[Belmod-senpai, I went with Gin-senpai to get the software from Itakura Taku today. Guess what I saw? 】

Sister Bei raised her eyebrows.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly as she thought about the magical rumors in the organization these days.

Gin, could it be that he wanted to save the innocent safe house from the little lunatic, so he insisted on taking Sangria on the mission?

Otherwise, Belmod would never have figured out that it would take three Codename members to get a piece of software from a weak programmer.

Gee, Gin is so miserable.

Seeing how hard he worked, I won't invite him to bartend the next time we meet.

Sister Bei nonchalantly opened the picture sent by Sangria, her face stiffened for a moment, and then cracked open.

Gin squatted in front of the cabinet, holding a gun in his hand, and opened the cabinet door slightly; inside the cabinet, Conan had a frightened expression on his face.

Spider-Sang captured the picture from a very good angle. Just looking at this picture, Belmod's first reaction was that his godson had definitely been caught by Gin.

It’s just a picture at the beginning, and the rest is filled with imagination.

Why did Conan and Gin meet? ?

Sister Bei seemed to have thought of something, and rushed to the computer and started searching for Itakura Taku's information. Five minutes later, she found a report in a newspaper the size of dried tofu.

It was probably the sleeping Kogoro who solved the case, and the deceased's name was Itakura Drobarabara.

So, it's because Itakura Taku died inexplicably in a daily murder case, and it happened to be the case solved by Kogoro Mori. And in the process of solving the case, the godson happened to find some clues related to the organization, so he was worried. Ji Mang jumped up and bumped into Gin's hand?

Wait, Rum seems to have said that Kogoro Mori is Sangria's favorite toy. Many of the cases he participated in have Sangria's handiwork behind the scenes...

Could it be that the same thing happened with Taku Itakura?

That's right, how could it be such a coincidence that just when Gin was about to find Taku Itakura's stuff, Taku Itakura immediately swallowed the lunch at the speed of light. Then the godson immediately found information related to the organization from the poor relics of Mr. Itakura Taku. The clues that allowed the godson to go ahead regardless of the situation must be very critical clues.

Sangria, playing a big game!

Belmode dialed Vodka's phone number with trembling hands, intending to pry some information out of the driver's mouth.

Me, why on earth can I not think of leaving this task to Gin? ! ! !

Baby, my godmother is sorry for you! ! !

On the other side, Ruo Muliang, who had returned home, looked at the wave of emotional values ​​​​on the panel and fell into sleep with satisfaction.

Sister Bei has a lot of fruits!