Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The person sitting in the wheelchair tightened his grip on the phone, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you sure that he is well again?"

Perhaps because he could tell that the other party was in a bad mood, the researcher hesitated for a moment.

He looked up at Rum, who was being persuaded by the others to lie on the bed for examination, and said uncertainly:

"There is nothing abnormal at the moment, and the specific situation requires further examination."

"I'll give you a month to find out what that drug is. Haven't the previous anesthetics been researched yet?"

The researcher wiped the sweat from his temples:

"Sir, one month is a bit short... As for the anesthetic we used before, we found that the other party mixed a lot of ingredients we have never seen before into the conventional prescription. The experimenters are still analyzing it."

"how long it takes?"

"At least one month..."

The researcher's statement was very unconvincing.

Although the people gathered here are all crazy,

But the boss who controls the experimental funds and life and death can still make them sober up for a short time.

It happened that the head of the laboratory came back from outside.

After hearing what the other person said, he immediately snatched the phone from the other person's hand and pushed the person away:

"Get out of the way! What do you know!"

The person in charge wearing protective goggles snorted and said flatteringly to the other end of the phone:

"Sir! It's a good thing! The one that hit Rum is a good thing!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

"We have discovered a new ingredient in it that can effectively stop and reverse cell aging! If we can figure out what it is, then our drug will definitely be successful!"

This crazy old man, who was over fifty years old, became more and more excited as he spoke, and a strange blush appeared on his cheeks.

The researcher who was pushed away looked at the other person spitting everywhere and shrank back with some disgust.

"My Lord! What do you think?"

After talking a lot, the old madman finally stopped.

He took a breath and looked at the advanced experimental subjects in the laboratory with some envy.

"Awake, awake?! He actually woke up?! How is it possible... Could it be that this drug uses the same self-destructive ingredients as the previous ones? Tsk! Data! Such good experimental data! How could he wake up? What a waste!"

The old madman looked at Rum who was cooperating with everyone in the examination, clenched his fists, and angrily smashed the table in front of him.

The boss on the other end of the phone listened silently to the other party's angry voice coming from the loudspeaker, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair.

He is thinking and calculating.

It is to select data.

He is still the 'brother' who has followed him for half his life.

"How's Rum?"

Although the experimental subject is not perfect, the old madman still wants to fight for it.

"Sir, I think there must be drug residue in the other person's body. If we can examine it further, maybe our experiment can make a major breakthrough!"

"is it?"

Seeing that there seemed to be a hope, the old madman stepped up his lobbying efforts.

Perhaps the temptation was too great so the boss agreed.

"Let Rum cooperate with you. Remember, just cooperate, don't do anything you shouldn't do."

"Hehehehe——Don't worry, sir. I promise that Rum will return safely."

There was a beep from the receiver indicating the call was hung up.

The old madman put down his phone, turned stiffly to look at Rum who was still in the laboratory, and let out a weird laugh.

"Hehe... Although it's not perfect, if there is only one copy, I still have to cherish it..."

·

[Sir, Rum was hidden by them. But we have found it! - Wanwan]

Yun Xianhe, who was eating, glanced at the message that popped up on the system panel calmly, and replied with his mind:

[Looks like you're doing well? — Brave]

[I don’t know, they are in the laboratory. —Wanwan]

The chewing action paused and then returned to normal.

really.

[Don't worry. —Brave Man]

[Okay! By the way, sir, we sent you a gift! I hope you like it! It’s a belated New Year’s Day gift! (*^▽^*)——Wanwan]

[S61 told you? I knew he would definitely share it with you. - Brave]

[Heheヽ(°▽、°)? Your sword dance was so beautiful! Damn it! We also wanted to attend yesterday's dinner! Woohoo! Your Excellency, you are simply a god descended from heaven! That sword pierced the interlayer of my mechanical heart, causing my blood circulation system to boil, my respiratory function to fluctuate violently, and even the motherboard to catch fire...]

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more off-topic, it seemed as if some unknown saliva was about to flow down along with the conversation.

The brave man who was choked by the grilled wings silently closed the chat box, took a sip of water from the cup beside him, turned around and opened another chat box with his mind.

[01. What did any of you show Wanwan? — Brave]

01, who was squatting on the tree, preparing to rob Gin, paused after receiving the message.

He recalled Wanwan's reaction after S61 sent him the message yesterday, and replied carefully:

[Sir, a video of you dancing with a sword. ——01]

As a person, 01 didn't say that the video was specially edited by s61 according to the atmosphere of a blockbuster movie.

The robots I received last night were all 'crazy'.

It is said that Qilichu wanted to swim directly to the adults' cruise ship on the spot.

[…I mean, did you show him some strange book? —Hero]

[Does the script written by the robot of the No. 01 Song and Dance Troupe count? —]

"..."

Very good, it seems that the cause of the disease has been found.

"Um, Xianhe..."

"Hmm? What's wrong Mr. Guang?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Yun Xianhe hesitantly, then reached out and carefully took the fork from the other's hand.

"This flower should not be eaten..."

"..."

Yun Xianhe looked at the huge rose stuck on the fork and fell into rare silence.

I was so busy replying to messages that I took the wrong one.

Feeling the other party's worried gaze, Yun Xianhe coughed lightly and said seriously:

"I saw a recipe book a few days ago that said to freeze the flowers quickly and then crush them up like potato chips, so I wanted to try it out to see if it tastes better when it's not frozen."

Zhu Fujing glanced at the gorgeous perfumed rose on the silver fork and replied hesitantly:

"is it?"

"Of course! I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you to taste in a bit!"

"...Haha, otherwise, forget it. Was Xianhe distracted just now?"

Yun Xianhe took the opportunity to change the subject.

He leaned back in his chair, half-raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance that was already beginning to be tinged with sunset clouds, and sighed:

"Well, I just feel a little reluctant to leave because the trip is about to end."

"It doesn't matter. We can still hang out together if we have the chance later."

The other party seemed to be making a promise, and his voice was unspeakably gentle.

The brave man tilted his head to look over.

The sea breeze blew up the loose hair on Zhu Fu Jingguang's forehead.

The sunset softened the cold indigo cat eyes.

Yun Xianhe even felt that the reflection of himself in the other person's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of light.

Sensing the concern and expectation in the other's eyes, the hero smiled and replied:

"Of course, it's a deal!"

The little finger that the young man stretched out was slender, with distinct joints.

Seeing this hook action, Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned at first, then smiled brightly and raised his hand to hook the other party's fingers:

"Yeah! We've made an appointment!"

The sea breeze carried away their vows and blew them away to the distant place.