Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 5 Headless Experimental Body Abnormalities
Gin left the ward.

Thinking of the content of the email, his face became gloomier and he walked quickly towards the elevator in the other direction.

The sanatorium houses treatment rooms above for injured or sick members, and one of the organization's important laboratories below.

Just now, the person in charge below said that there was an abnormality in a certain experimental subject and hoped that he would go down and check it out.

The experimental subjects of the organization will be locked up in the strongest single room. The surveillance in the room is on 24 hours a day, and there are people patrolling and guarding it. In this way, he can still cause a mess for him to clean up...

Gin felt tired of organizing waste, and when he thought about someone in the room, he felt even more unhappy.

There was no one else in the elevator and he was quickly taken down.

The laboratory is built underground and does not receive sunlight all year round, so the lights are on all day long.The light fell on the white-painted wall, illuminating the place as bright as day, and the entire laboratory was enveloped in an indescribably depressing and terrifying atmosphere.

Gin recalled the locations of the most important laboratories and walked towards the road on the left.

This place is much larger than the nursing home above. There are surveillance cameras at every interval, and the angle of the layout leaves no blind spots. If a mouse breaks in, the guards will notice it immediately.

There was no one along the way, and just when Gin was about to pass through the third gate, the door next to him suddenly opened.

Gin's eyes flashed, and the moment the man came out, he pulled out a gun and pointed it directly at the man's head.

"?!!"

The other party was wearing a white coat that is common in laboratories. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said with a panicked expression: "Mr. Gin, it's me! Don't shoot!!"

"..."

Recognizing that the other person was the person in charge here, there was no weapon in his hand, and Gin did not put down the gun. He even pressed his forehead against the other person's forehead and asked in a cold voice: "What on earth is going on?"

Seeing the muzzle of the gun so close, the person in charge's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Unlike those fanatics who dedicate everything to science, he joined the organization just to make more money, and it tolerated some of his quirks that normal research institutes could not tolerate.He didn't pay much attention to the research on the organization, and secretly complained that it was whimsical. As a result...

Thinking of what just happened, he was extremely nervous, fearing that the killer would send him to heaven with just a move of his fingers.He swallowed and managed to make a sound.

"...You and I will know after you come in and take a look."

Gin followed his every move and glanced at the unclosed room beside them with the corner of his eye.

The temperature inside was obviously lower than outside, and a chill hit me right when I stood at the door.This is a private lounge, with a row of glass display cabinets lined up on the left side of the room, with glass jars similar to those used to collect specimens in school laboratories.

It's just that the "specimens" inside are not animals or plants, but various parts of the human body - some are palms, some are eyeballs, some are muscles cut along lines, everything is there.

"What are those?"

The person in charge smiled dryly and said: "A little bit of my personal collection. Those experimental subjects, some of the body parts are very beautiful, it would be a pity to burn them... So after they die, I will remove those parts and store them well after embalming." stand up……"

He has no interest in living people, only the bodies of dead people.

Seeing Gin's unhappy expression, he immediately added: "This is with the permission of that gentleman."

"..."

Gin didn't bother to comment on this disgusting and perverted hobby.

These guys who rely on their brains and require more energy to cultivate or win over are to some extent far more important than killers like them. That gentleman will indeed tolerate some of their quirks that will not affect the research.

Thinking of this, Gin finally put down his gun and motioned for the other party to take him in.

The person in charge entered the room with Gin and began to explain the situation at the same time: "In today's experiment, a good-looking child was about to die, so I followed the usual practice and had his head cut off..."

"He was still alive at that time?" Gin immediately found the key point.

The person in charge's smile froze: "Then... he is a failed experimental subject. His physical condition is extremely bad. Even if he doesn't die today, he won't be able to survive this week."

"..."

Gin didn't say anything, and made a mental note of the other party - not because of the poor humanoid mouse's grievances, but because of the other party's behavior of taking advantage of the loopholes.

The two stopped in front of a glass jar.There is a note on the bottom of the bottle that says today.Gin saw clearly what was sealed inside, it was a human head.

Approximately in his early twenties, with a handsome face under medium-long black hair.His face was calm and peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep. Perhaps because he had just died, the skin on his cheeks still looked smooth and delicate.

The only disharmonious part is the neck. The fracture is not neat. I am afraid that a blunt knife that is not sharp was used, or there was a violent struggle during the cutting process.

Gin looked at the head, his brows gradually furrowed.

Probably because of his instinct as a killer who has seen too many corpses, he always felt that the human head in front of him seemed to be still alive.

——Even at this moment, just soak in it and breathe.

"He died in the evening. Half an hour ago, I took care of his head and asked the lower-level members to destroy his body, but..."

As if remembering something extremely terrifying, the voice of this scientist, who had as much blood on his hands as any senior killer of any organization, became trembling.

"But when I looked at the data of the life detection device in his body again, I saw that he... actually had a heartbeat again."

"And other vital signs, body temperature, respiration, and blood pressure, also returned to normal values ​​one by one."

"........."

Even the well-informed Gin opened his eyes wide when he heard this.

In order to monitor the physical condition of each experimental subject at all times, the organization will implant a life detection device developed by the organization into their bodies.This surgery is simpler than heart stent surgery in the hospital, and the patient can move around the same day.

This life detection device sometimes cannot shield the signal and will be scanned by some instruments, but overall it rarely malfunctions.

Faced with the fact that it violated the laws of nature, Gin quickly calmed down. Whether it was a fake corpse or something else, he only knew that panic could not solve the problem.

"Where is his body now?" he asked.

The person in charge had cold sweat streaming into his eyes and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's gone..."

"Gone?"

Gin heard it clearly and laughed angrily.

Facing his cold murderous intent, the person in charge's body was shaking like chaff. He quickly picked up the laptop from the table next to him, quickly operated on it a few times, called up a record, and then turned the computer over to face the screen. To Gin.

That's a surveillance video.

The person in charge obviously knew Gin very well, knew that he was suspicious of guilt, and knew that he believed in physical evidence more than other people's words.

There was no surveillance camera in the house. This was the scene at the door. Gin saw two members, one strong and one thin, carrying a headless body into the room, and the door was quickly closed tightly.

"After seeing his heartbeat reappear, I immediately rushed to the room where the body is usually disposed of, but after entering, I only saw the member who was called to dispose of it lying on the ground."

"Except for that door, there are no other exits in the room, and even children cannot get through the ventilation ducts. I checked the surveillance inside the crematorium and outside the door. Nothing was burned inside. Except for me and the two members, there was no one on the surveillance. Others go in or come out.”

"That corpse... seemed to have evaporated out of thin air..."

A creepy feeling crawled up my back.As soon as these words came out, the room, which was already cold, suddenly felt a bit more cool than the human world.

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At the same time, in the ward above.

Qingliu Binguang stood up suddenly from the hospital bed, picked up the gun on the bedside table with his left hand, and pointed it directly at the shadow under the window sill.

The shadow was rippled like wind blowing across the water, and a blurry object appeared in the center of the shadow. The outline gradually became clear, and a figure walked out of it.

The visitor was wearing a lab coat and standing barefoot on the ground. He may have been treated harshly for a long time. His arms were as thin as bamboo poles that could be broken with a single snap, and there were many pinholes visible to the naked eye in the veins of his arms.

And his neck was empty.

This is a headless man.

(End of this chapter)