Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Chapter 44 Princess Rai hugs Yuro Mori
  A white Porsche was driving unsteadily on the road with its fault light flashing.

The front cover of the Porsche was raised, the doors were dented, and full of bullet holes. The deformed bumper hung precariously, colliding with the ground from time to time, making a harsh friction sound.

Curacao was driving in a state of embarrassment. Her long hair, which was originally tied into a ponytail, was hanging loose. A few strands of hair on the side of her face were curled up like they were burnt. Blood oozed from the wound on her forehead, which kept flowing down into her eyes, forcing her to have to do it from time to time. He let go of his right hand and used only one hand to control the damaged steering wheel, wiping away the blood that affected his vision.

Curacao looked miserable enough, and Mori Yuro in the co-pilot was no less. Because she had been sitting in the back row, there were not so many minor wounds on her body, but there was a bloody gunshot wound on her thigh.

Mori Yura's face was pale and he was covered in cold sweat. He was taking bullets for himself in the endangered Porsche that was unable to drive smoothly despite trying his best to control it.

Doing this kind of work without anesthesia made her eyesight go dark. She opened and closed the tweezers in the wound and pulled it back and forth several times before clamping the bullet securely and slowly pulling it out with shaking hands.

"call……"

Moriyura let go of her hand and bullets fell under the car seat. She had no time to take care of her car that was riddled with holes. She finally relaxed and leaned back on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

Curacao glanced at the tragic scene of blood and water on the co-pilot's leather seat: "It's a small-caliber, lady's gun with limited power. It doesn't damage the main blood vessels. The bullet is stuck in the flesh and won't move. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't deal with it for the time being."

When you arrive at the organization's medical point, you will receive treatment from professional doctors.

At least with anesthesia, removing the bullet won't hurt so much.

"It's just because the wound is too shallow." Mori Yura said weakly, "We can't drive very far like this. When we change cars and go to the base, the wound will start to heal."

The experienced doctors in the organization could tell something was wrong at a glance. In order to keep it confidential, she had no choice but to go back to the institute for treatment. By then, the bullet in the deepest part of the wound might have been wrapped in flesh and blood again.

Mori Yura's experience today can only be described as capsizing in the gutter.

In order to confuse others, Kazuo Kotake and his entourage only had three vehicles, which was completely incomparable in terms of number with the large-scale convoy on the other side that was dispatched in groups. But these guards are elites carefully selected by the Yayoshi Club, and they are also equipped with sufficient force. Mori Yura and the others and the peripheral members in another car opened fire on the people of the Yayoshi Club at the same time, and they could only barely fight with each other. Flush.

Yes, for the sake of confidentiality, Mori Yura does not have many manpower here.

Mori Yuro collapsed the fuel tank of one escort vehicle, and Curacao knocked over another one. Not to be outdone, the other party directly blew the head of the driver of another member of the organization's vehicle, causing the entire vehicle to drift. It hit a telephone pole on the side of the road.

Then Mori Yura and the senior cadres who protected the leader of the Yajihui fired passionately at each other.

Uyoshikai's driver has excellent driving skills, and Curacao's level is not bad either. Even though both cars were damaged in the battle, they still reached a speed of 160. In the end, Mori Yuro knocked off the opponent's tire and the car was traveling at high speed. The car suddenly lost its balance and flew sideways.

Kazuo Kotake is indeed difficult to deal with. At such an old age, he did not die in such a violent car accident. He was supported by a senior cadre covered in blood and fled quickly into the green belt of the roadside.

There were two people on the other side, so in order to prevent them from escaping separately, Moriyuro and Curacao naturally got out of the car to follow them - and then Moriyuro was ambushed by the driver who was still alive and was pressed in the deformed car.

Mori Yuro shot the opponent's head on the spot.

Thanks to Curacao's agility, none of Kazuo Kotake and senior officials escaped in the end.

At that time, I was so eager to track the target that I subconsciously ignored this potential threat...

Mori Yuro was closing her eyes to summarize her mistakes when she heard Curacao ask her from the side: "Why did you use this medicine on yourself?"

Moriyuro glanced at Curacao, who was staring at the road ahead with no expression on his face.

Mori Yuro remembered every experimental subject in his hands. Curacao's attitude during the entire treatment was considered cooperative, but ultimately, her participation in the experiment could not be said to be voluntary. After all, Rum did not give her any choice. room. So Curaçao didn’t understand at all why Moriyuro would use this dangerous drug that had not been developed and had not even entered the human experimental stage on himself.

"Because I want to live."

Mori Yura said: "After all, the living environment in the organization is so dangerous. No one can rely on except myself."

Curacao frowned: "But unfinished drugs are very dangerous..."

"I have developed more than one drug, and I know how the successfully developed drugs will perform." Yuro Mori interrupted her, "I trust my own judgment."

However, animal experiments can never replace human experiments. Even Curacao, who is not a scientific researcher but has experienced tissue experiments, understands this truth.

After the explosion that year, Rum's suspicion of Mori Yuro was largely due to the fact that she gave herself a new drug that was still under development shortly before the explosion, as if she were a prophet.

In addition, the main targets of the explosion were in the laboratory and archives. Although Moriyura's office was far away, the protection level was not low. Most of the walls were preserved without deliberately targeting them. This allowed Moriyura to become The only survivor of the explosion.

Rum insists that Mori Yuro must have something to do with the explosion, and he gave himself drugs that can help him recover quickly in advance, which is a serious suspicion.

In fact, Curacao is also somewhat suspicious of Moriyuro, because she really can't understand why a researcher who is well aware of the gap between animal experiments and human applications would use drugs that have not been clinically observed.

But geniuses always have quirks. Curacao listened to Moriyuro's speech and thought to himself, maybe Madeira is this kind of extremely confident crazy person?
  The atmosphere in the car fell into silence after Mori Yura's arrogant words. Having said that, there was no way to continue. Mori Yuro looked at the location and decided to get off.

"Put me down in front, and Scotland will come to pick me up."

As a possessor of photographic memory skills, Curacao knew too many secrets of the organization. In fact, the confidentiality of her identity was very high. She could avoid members of the new codename who did not know the details. After hearing this, she stopped the Porsche tremblingly. On the roadside.

Moriyuro staggered out of the car, held the door open and told Curaçao seriously: "Drive the car directly back to the logistics department, and don't let anyone from Rum touch my Porsche."

Curacao: But I am also Lord Rum’s subordinate...

She didn't express her curse, but just nodded. Mori Yuro, who had been holding the car window, let go and watched Curacao drive away in his car.

Ten minutes later, Scotland received a distressed Mori Yuro.

Scotland's cat eyes widened in shock: "Mr. Madeira..."

One of her trouser legs was almost soaked with blood!

Moriyuro waved to Scotland, motioning for him to come over and help him: "It's a scratch, it will heal in a few days."

Her wound had been properly bandaged, and it was difficult to see the exact extent of the injury at first glance. If the injury was not obscured in front of Scotland, it would become difficult to explain after a few days when she could move freely.

"Help me... Rai!"

Before Moriyuro could finish his sentence to Scotland, he was suddenly hugged by Rai——

When did this person appear?

(End of this chapter)