Can you escape Conan's anesthesia injection today?

Chapter 182 182. Scientific reduction really sounds unscientific
Conan really wanted to cooperate with the police, so he didn't struggle along the way. Although it was humiliating, he accepted his fate and was carried back to Hagiwara Kenji's house.

After entering this small apartment, Matsuda Jinpei relaxed a lot. He took off his shoes and walked to the kitchen to find something to eat, "Kid, do you want some instant noodles?"

"Yeah, everything is fine." Conan answered very casually. Seeing that his movements were not restricted, he couldn't control his detective instinct and started checking everywhere in the room.

"Then let's do this, it will save trouble." As the instant noodles were boiling, Matsuda Jinpei only paid some attention to the door, letting the little devil run around in the room without any courtesy.There was too much oppression before. In order to be able to tell the truth later, we can give him some free space and give him a little more sense of security.

The instant noodles came out of the pot very quickly, but Conan still used this time to reason about the basic situation in the room.

Hagiwara Kenji lives alone here, and his girlfriend occasionally comes to spend the night. He doesn't get angry at home very often. He probably eats more at the Metropolitan Police Department cafeteria.

It is worth noting that this is a two-bedroom apartment, and the other room contains many personal items with no obvious personal characteristics and that are very old.It is obviously commemorating someone, but the identity of that person is blurred. It is not difficult to guess that this is the treatment of a police academy student to a friend who may go undercover.

Combined with the childhood relationship between Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji, it is not difficult to guess who the person being commemorated is. Then he probably lost contact for a period of time after graduation, and Hagiwara Kenji did not know his whereabouts.

Out of thoughts and worries, Hagiwara Kenji kept his personal belongings in the room they shared, but to protect his safety, he also removed some items with obvious personal characteristics.

This is a natural process, but Matsuda Jinpei is an undercover agent operating under his real name, and his police academy career is not a secret at all.This is undoubtedly what Conan wants to explore most after confirming the identity of Matsuda Jinpei.

So when Matsuda Jinpei brought out two bowls of instant noodles, before he could say anything, Conan asked, "Why do you use your real name..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hot bowl was placed in front of him, which scared him so much that he stopped and hid back.

"Eat first!" The man who was much taller than him cast a displeased look from top to bottom and issued the order with a sense of oppression.

Putting the bowl on the table, checking all the circuits, and then turning on the shielding device to make sure that both wired and wireless eavesdropping were not working, Matsuda Jinpei sat down at the dining table again.

I opened a can of beer for myself, and then I realized that the kid opposite me had been staring at the hot instant noodles for a long time without eating or drinking. I resigned myself to my fate and stood up and took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and gave it to him, "Okay. Yes, you can talk now."

"You're so cautious!" Conan took the milk without being picky or polite. He immediately opened it and took a big sip. From the beginning of tracking until now, he has entered a state of thirsty and needs water.

"There's nothing you can do. After all, you have so much equipment for a kid. If you're not careful, you'll die one day."

Listening to this rude ridicule, Conan could only smile politely and continue to ask the previous question. Even though he felt that the other party would not answer directly, his curiosity still led him to continue asking.

"These things are all done according to orders and arrangements. It's not like in detective stories where everything has a special reason." Hearing such a reply, Conan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This guy's words are really ugly. It's better to use the first half of the sentence to deal with him. That's enough, but he still had to add the second half of the sentence to mock him with such vicious words. Conan couldn't help the desire to retaliate, and complained, "Is this how you talk to everyone?"

"No, after all, you are a minor, so I will still be more patient." Matsuda Jinpei replied while drinking beer, with a nonchalant look, which made it difficult to see how much patience he had to have a serious conversation with others.

Conan looked at the relaxed eating scene in front of him. Although he had been robbed of everything before and now he was beaten up again, he was actually a little lucky that the police did not arrest him directly for interrogation. Could it be that such a rare thing as the privilege of underage is really there? Does it work?

He shook his head to get rid of these thoughts. The only thing that brought him here was that Matsuda Jinpei did not have direct contact with the general public security police, and Hagiwara Kenji left due to an unexpected incident, and there was no place to hand him over for the time being.These words are all the police's psychological tricks. The person in front of you may seem straightforward, but an undercover agent who can survive in the organization has already engraved many methods into his bones.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't pay much attention to his actions. When the other party stopped, he started to ask, "It's my turn to ask, how did Kudo Shinichi become smaller scientifically? I really think this kind of thing is very inappropriate." science."

Conan then recounted the story of being sapped by Gin again, "He fed me a deadly poison. After I swallowed it, I felt a burning pain, and then I passed out. When I woke up, I became... He’s a kid.”

"Well... it's so scientific that it's comparable to American blockbusters!" Matsuda Jinpei listened to the story with great interest, but he didn't expect the ending to be so outrageous. His movement of sucking the instant noodles stopped, "Then why don't you think that medicine is some kind of supernatural product? Well, I really think that’s quite scientific.”

Naturally, Conan would not tell them about Haiyuan. In that case, no drug researchers would really be able to prove that this was a completely scientific product.

Ah, damn it!

"What kind of supernatural product is specially processed into the shape of a capsule? And I was still a little conscious when Gin gave me the medicine. I heard him say that this was a poison just developed by the organization, and no trace of it could be found on the deceased. There were traces of drugs, and he gave me this drug to avoid alerting the police.”

"Ha, that means you have some kind of supernatural power? The poison didn't kill you." After drinking some beer to relieve the state of being almost choked, Matsuda Jinpei choked unceremoniously. go back.

Matsuda Jinpei is more proficient in explosives and electronic machinery. He really doesn’t know much about this kind of poisonous assassination in the organization, but he knows why the police are planning to bring Kudo Shinichi into the organization’s sight—because of the drugs Kudo Shinichi takes. It was developed by Shirley, and his death was confirmed by Shirley.

He thought that if it was a supernatural power, it would actually make sense why an 18-year-old genius like Shirley could be reused. He didn't quite believe that an industry like drug research and development that requires a lot of experience could be so talented, but The supernatural realm seems to be very focused on physical talent, so that makes sense.

However, he kept repeating that whether this matter was scientific or not was not something he cared about. He just saw Conan's insistence on his own arguments. If he used this method to provoke the opponent, the other party would have to throw out more arguments.

"But it was that kind of medicine that turned me into this. What can I do? Why do you always say that I am abnormal based on your imagination!" Conan also reacted, and the other party raised the possibility of unnatural power. It is up to the other party to prove why. He has already explained everything anyway. If the other party doesn't believe it, he can't embarrass himself like this.

Matsuda Jinpei spoke with difficulty, "After all, you are really a bit evil!"

(End of this chapter)