Chapter 1052 Psychotropic Drugs Like Mezcal

It was easy for Haibara Ai to let Ayumi, Mitsuhiko and Genta not get on the plane to South Africa.

She had prepared medicine in advance that could cause diarrhea in the children. The damage this medicine could do to the human body was limited and would be cured in two days without causing irreversible damage to the children.

Haibara Ai brought the eel rice with added ingredients to the table and said to the children: "I ordered takeout. Let's do our homework after eating."

Genta's eyes lit up the moment he saw the eel rice: "Wow, it's eel rice! Haibara Ai is so generous!"

He quickly finished his portion and reached for Mitsuhiko's dinner - Mitsuhiko hadn't even started eating yet.

"No!" A pair of chopsticks stood in front of Yuantai. He looked along the chopsticks and saw Haiyuan Ai's cold face. "One serving per person, you can't eat any more."

Yuantai was startled by Hui Yuan Ai, and even Guangyan advised: "It doesn't matter, let him eat, I have already had dinner at home."

However, Haibara Ai still insisted that Mitsuhiko must eat the eel rice.

This is of course, after all, medicine is three-part poison, and Haibara Ai does not want Moto Kojima to become dehydrated due to overdose of medicine.

In the end, with Haihara Ai's unremitting efforts, the children more or less ate some eel rice. Ayumi had a reaction that night and went to the bathroom several times.

Haibara Ai knew that Conan should be the only one going to the airport the next day.

She knew that guy, even if he knew there was a cliff ahead, he would not hesitate for a minute. I'm afraid the Kudo couple can't stop him at all.

It's just... is it really okay for Edogawa Conan to go to South Africa alone to face the organization?

Haiyuan Ai turned on her phone and saw the unanswered call in the call history.

And her brother, he has never contacted her since she left. Asano Nobuhige is unfamiliar with South Africa, and there is Rum looming over his head. If there is no more trustworthy help around him, it will be very difficult, right?

The moon gradually moved across the sky and set toward the horizon. The moonlight shines on Hui Yuan Ai's body through the window, making her shadow longer and longer.

…

There is only one color in the empty room - white, and several high-wattage searchlights cast their light on the face of the person in the center without hesitation.

The room was so bright that even shadows were invisible.

A person stood quietly outside the glass curtain wall. He looked at the scene inside and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is he still unwilling to say it?" Another person stopped next to him, and his eyes also fell on the man in the center of the room.

"He insisted that he didn't know what Rum was talking about." Rei Fukutani raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "In fact, we don't know either."

It's unclear what exactly Dr. A Li stole from Rum. They don't even know the possible size, shape, name, or type of that thing. Rum refused to say anything, but gave them a three-day deadline.

Rei Fukiya felt that, judging from Dr. Agasa's perseverance despite being single for so many years, he would not be able to say a word even if he was tortured to death.

Rum's plan this time is so naive and so stupid that it makes people sympathize.

"It seems it's time to give him medicine." Rai picked up the intercom phone placed on the table nearby and said softly, "Curaçao, please bring the medicine."

Jiang Guling looked at him calmly: "What medicine?"

Rai smiled mysteriously: "A drug that can cause hallucinations. Do you think that in an absolutely relaxing atmosphere, Dr. Ali will give us the answer we want?"

Fangtani Rei shrugged: "Who knows?"

Who knows how confused he is feeling right now?

It was medicine again, and it was at a moment when the interrogation could not proceed. Could it be that this was the medicine Isao Aoki gave Mescal when he was suspected of being an FBI undercover agent?

By the way, the person next to Isao Aoki whose face could not be seen clearly at that time was probably Curacao, right?

Curacao arrived quickly, carrying a small metal box.

Fangtani Ling crossed his arms and watched Curaçao preparing medicine with great interest.

"Curaçao," he called, "was this the same medicine you gave mezcal last time?"

Hearing this, Curaçao didn't even raise his head: "Researcher Aoki seemed to be in charge that time, right? After all, this was his research result."

"It seems to be the same, but I seem to remember that this medicine has no effect on mezcal." Jianggu Ling's expression showed a smile.

The only effect of the so-called hallucinogenic drug is to make Mescal suspect by the organization, but as long as this suspicion is not confirmed, Mescal will still be Mescal, and neither Rum nor the BOSS will do anything to him.

Curacao took five milliliters of medicine with a syringe and replied calmly: "It doesn't work for mezcal, but it doesn't mean it is useless for Dr. Ali. After all, professional agent training can play a big role in improving the resistance to psychotropic drugs." help."

Jianggu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean by this?"

"Literally." Curacao raised his eyes to look at Bourbon, his eyes filled with deep meaning, "But you seem to have misunderstood something, Bourbon."

Ley felt a little redundant.

He now feels like a social beast who has just joined the company, trying his best to be unable to integrate into the conversations of his colleagues - because they can always talk about what happened before he came.

"Ahem." Rai cleared his throat and decided to end this unpleasant conversation by himself, "Not only agents are exposed to relevant training, I think all three of us have received this kind of training, right?"

In order to improve the capabilities of its members, it is normal for organizations to require inner circle members to meet the standards of agents.

As soon as Ley said this, neither Curacao nor Bourbon said anything.

Bourbon opened the door to the inner room, and Curacao walked to Dr. Agasa carrying the tray for injection.

Rai looked left and right, feeling that he was isolated again.

...It's really too much. In the past, Bourbon and Scotland were like this, and later Toru Amuro and Nobushige Asano were like this. Now even Bourbon and the newly arrived Curacao are copying the 2+1 model. In the end, he is the only one left alone.

He thought for a while, and finally reached out and turned off the searchlight in the inner room.

Dr. Ali, who had been exposed to strong light all morning, could finally take a breath.

He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the man standing in front of him.

Curacao didn't say anything. He lifted up Dr. Ali's sleeve, disinfected it with alcohol, and then injected all the tube of medicine into Dr. Ali's body.

Because the target was old and was the only person familiar with the whereabouts of the important items Rum said, Bourbon and the others had not resorted to violence against the old man in the past few days. They just keep the lights on, playing disco and rock music twenty-four hours a day, and don't let the doctor sleep.