Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

In the end, the Kudo couple failed to convince the Mori couple. They returned to the Kudo residence with look of loss on their faces and could only pray that Shinichi could find a way to escape.

However, they overthought.

Institute of Organisational Medicine.

Binga hit Conan with a gloomy look on his face, almost making the little devil run away.

Just now, he wanted to come and see how the drug research was going, and by the way, tell Kavist about the operability of the memory encoding transfer system he created based on the time reversal software.

As soon as I opened the elevator, I saw Conan. I really don’t know how this kid could be so tenacious and still be able to escape after going through so many experiments.

So he captured the man again and physically beat him in front of Vermouth.

"To prevent this test subject from running away again, cut off both legs."

Kavist had already taken out the chainsaw and handed it to him. He touched her curly hair in a charming way and said, "Beautiful women are not suitable for doing such bloody things."

Binga took the chainsaw, glanced at Kavist in confusion, kicked Conan onto the bed, turned on the chainsaw and tried it, then raised his chin towards Kavist, "Press it down, don't let him struggle."

When Conan heard them jokingly saying such cruel words, he immediately felt relieved. He did not doubt the truth of these words.

"I, I won't run away, no."

"Binga, we are important experimental subjects. You have no right to harm us."

Vermouth opened her eyes weakly. Her angel was dead, and she couldn't let Cool Guy be harmed by them.

"Oh, I have made an appointment with the punishment room for the punishment. You will go and be punished after the chopping is done."

Binga's arrogance is like dancing on the red line. He is always causing trouble but it is still within an acceptable range. After being punished many times, he has become familiar with the punishment room, and they will let him make an appointment to be punished.

If it wasn't a big deal, both sides would just exchange glances and let it go.

It was also for such a long time that no one could break Binga's record of penalties.

While others were afraid of being punished, Binga had already learned to build good interpersonal relationships with the punishment room.

Five years ago, when Gin personally beat him, he only sustained some minor injuries, which showed that he had let him off.

If Gin hadn't been watching him, he wouldn't have been seriously injured. After all, it was just a fight, and if he didn't have a long criminal record, he wouldn't have had to go to the torture room.

The member of the organization who gave the first whip showed no mercy. After all, Gin was watching him. No one expected that Gin would let him go. It was just that outsiders didn't see it. Only Binga, who was often punished, felt it.

"Or...can you also make an appointment for me?" Kavist asked weakly. After all, she would have an unshirkable responsibility if the experimental subject ran away.

You will definitely be punished, and it is possible that your salary will be deducted for a few years or you may be banned from going out.

"You can make up an excuse yourself, like being beaten by the experimental subject, or something like that. You're eager to be punished. You know that you'll probably die from that whip."

Binga rolled his eyes and thought there was something wrong with Kavist's brain.

When she heard Binga say that she was going to make an appointment to receive punishment, Vermouth almost choked. The punishment she feared turned out to be an appointment in Binga's case.

"You can't escape either, Vermouth. Without you leaking the information, he wouldn't have been able to leave the organization's experimental base so smoothly."

Binga and Kavist worked together, turned on the chainsaw and crippled Conan.

In order to prevent Vermouth and Shirley from causing any trouble, these two people were also sawed off.

Bordeaux was responsible for stopping the bleeding of the three people. As for relieving the pain, it was non-existent, and he covered their mouths to prevent them from making any sound.

As for the six legs, they were thrown into a small crematorium by Kavist. Normally, they were used to deal with mice and the like, and the corpses were handled individually. There was no need to send the legs to a place special for handling corpses.

Binga had someone broadcast the live broadcast to Vermouth, Shirley, and Conan, watching their feet burn to ashes.

The price of escape was their feet.

"What's going on with your soul transfer system? Didn't it say that it could give you eternal life? How did it become a technology that allows disabled people to be reborn?"

Kavist had also heard about the previous experimental tests, which were said to be more than one project, but multiple projects together.

But she only paid attention to the project that Binga was in charge of.

"Tsk... I didn't expect this, but it's still somewhat useful. I don't know what happened to Itakura Taku's time-reversing software. They were still testing it when I left."

Binga leaned on the table, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly: "But I copied the original version. I will study it when I have time. I suspect my thinking is wrong."

"How are you doing here?"

"I've also made some progress. With these three test subjects, there will be a major breakthrough within three months. I also want to complete this project as soon as possible. I'm still worried about Boss's health. After all, he's so old."

Kavist has a clearer understanding than Shirley. If someone like her is discovered by the authorities, she will definitely be imprisoned. While the organization is protecting her, she is also trying her best to help the organization.

At least she can tell who gives her the money.

When she was a child, Boss took her away and raised her for a few days. Although it was similar to playing with kittens and puppies, it was better than being a stray.

"Well, I don't know when Boss will be able to become the master of the world. At least I can find a small country and be the king or something."

Binga’s idea is wonderful: promotion, salary increase, financial freedom, and freedom of rights.

Conan, who was unable to faint due to the pain, was shocked when he heard their conversation. He thought their ambition was too big.

Once this drug is successful, won’t everyone in this organization become immortal monsters?

Will the police be able to find out that he is missing? Will Mr. Akai be able to destroy the organization?

His mood was shaken.

Conan's nerves were eroded by the severe pain, making his mind extremely clear. He wanted to uphold justice, but failed.

I failed from the day I met Gin.

And did Gin succeed?

No, Binga, from his words during this period, we can tell that this organization is not harmonious, and there is a conflict between Binga and Gin.

Maybe, maybe we can buy some time.

Conan's face was covered with beads of sweat that soaked his hair. His skin looked pale and haggard because of the experiment. He stared at Binga with burning eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "You, you won't succeed. With a guy like you around, you will never succeed..."

"Huh?" Binga looked at Conan, and was surprised that he hadn't fainted yet.

"Heh, you, you are too emotional, but Gin isn't like that, he's calm and rational... cough cough cough, compared to him, you're more like a low-profile version of Gin, no, just a gangster..."

Conan finished the whole sentence word by word, late but finally, compared with Gin, he finally showed up.

Binga...broken defense again!

He supported the experimental bed with his arms, his face was distorted and hideous, and he whipped Conan who was tied to the experimental bed.

"It's disgusting enough that you compare me with that bastard. You want to elevate Gin to belittle me, bastard, bastard..."

"Your Xiaolan is dead, Dr. Agasa is also dead, and your parents will soon go to hell."

"I will never let them go, including the Mori family. Didn't you push out a sleeping Kogoro? I will make him sleep forever."

"Oh my, there will be a price to pay for being rude." Kavist covered his mouth and chuckled, with no intention of stopping it. After all, he was in the laboratory and could be rescued at any time, so he would not die.

Gin, who had just entered the room, saw Binga's defense break and retreated silently. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, not wanting to bring this bad luck upon himself.