Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

Akihara slept soundly until dawn the next day, having taken a taxi all the way from Tokyo back to his apartment in Shizuoka that afternoon. He slowly got up, washed up, turned on the TV remote with his eyes still closed, and listened to the morning news broadcast on TV Tokyo. Sure enough, there were no reports of gang warfare.

He then yawned and opened his sleepy eyes. After making a quick breakfast, he headed towards Nanyang University.

Now is not the time to rest. If we don't address these things at their source, the destruction of human civilization on Earth is only a matter of time.

Throughout the journey, he kept lamenting, "Where has my carefree and happy daily life gone?"

The system dared not utter a sound, trying its best to minimize its presence.

Akihara tapped it in his mind. "How's the matter I asked you to investigate? What exactly is the Sea Child in this world? Since the Sea Child really exists, then was the previous God of Wine also...?"

The system clutched its head and cried, sobbing as it said, "I...I went to ask the mainframe. The mainframe said, 'I'm not trying to criticize you, but don't always ask questions. You need to learn to solve problems yourself,' 'Everyone goes through this, why can't you do it?'... Waaaaaah..."

Akihara: ...What a terrible leader...He's even worse than the old black snake from the Reunion Movement when it comes to PUA employees.

He went straight to the school's lab as soon as he got off the bus. He had only recently learned that his professor, Hirota, was preparing for retirement and didn't expect to produce any significant results in the next few years. He spent his days organizing and participating in events and occasionally teaching undergraduate students. He might be Professor Hirota's last class of students. His senior classmates were already less frequenting the lab because they were preparing for job hunting; in other words, he was almost always the only student in their lab.

Their research topic—antibody immunity and drug research on cancer cells—is, in a sense, quite aligned with the research he will be conducting next.

Like cancer cells, Haisi cells have the ability to proliferate indefinitely and assimilate normal cells. In addition, they have extremely strong vitality. Understanding these characteristics is the key to developing effective drugs. Based on the above characteristics of Haisi cells, Qiuyuan needs to develop a drug that can neutralize these characteristics, which will be temporarily called "Suppressant".

Firstly, regarding the extremely strong vitality of hygroscopic cells, we can refer to current strategies for combating cancer cells and the achievements of their research. Taking mitrin as an example, these drugs can inhibit key life processes, such as DNA replication and division, thereby blocking the proliferation of hygroscopic cells.

Secondly, regarding the assimilation capacity of HLA-HLA cells, Akihara considered two approaches. One approach is to block the assimilation capacity of HLA-HLA cells by developing a specific or unique surface marker (or expression) that targets HLA-HLA cells to block the binding process between HLA-HLA cells and normal cells; this strategy is similar to immunotherapy. The other approach is to protect normal cells from assimilation, for example, by developing a drug that can enhance the stability and resistance of normal cells.

The mechanism of action of "anaboloids" is to inhibit the proliferation of zygotic cells and block their assimilation ability, preventing them from multiplying excessively in the human body and taking over normal tissues and organs. Specific drug components and regimens, as well as the side effects and risks, need further exploration and optimization through clinical trials and medical research.

The research and extraction of Haisi cells rely on the cadavers, Kazuo Yamamoto, who voluntarily donated his body in the system space. The effects of the sedative are tested on rabbits and mice in the laboratory. The final clinical trial subjects are lucky gang members captured in the system space who drink spiked liquor.

The following days were incredibly hectic, with days and nights completely reversed. Akihara lived and ate in the laboratory, his dedication moving his mentor, Hirota Masami, to tears. Hirota Masami stopped attending events and would occasionally come to the laboratory to feed his protégé.

It wasn't that no one contacted him during this time. For example, Akemi Miyano called him, asking if he wanted to visit Mr. Kuwazawa and Ms. Mitsue in the hospital, but he declined, saying that he was at a crucial stage in his research and would make it up to her afterward. Oh, and of course, there was Tooru Amuro, who angrily called him a few days later demanding a task report, which Akihara simply hung up on. Seriously, who has the time to play those formalities with the Black Organization these days? Come on, if you go and complain, the dirt I have on you is far more damaging than any whispers you might give Gin.

After countless trials and improvements, he finally created the first version of stomatogen, which was ready for clinical use. He carefully selected a gang member with a well-proportioned build and no gunshot wounds from the system space to be his first volunteer.

After connecting to the vital signs monitoring system, Akihara slowly injected a clear liquid into his vein and carefully monitored the data, ready to perform resuscitation at any time.

Fortunately, the experiment was successful. Subsequent tests showed that the number of hysterosalpingocytes in his body had decreased significantly, and there was even a possibility of recovery after a period of time.

Next, he dragged out more gang members. In subsequent experiments, Akihara discovered that the antibiotics did have side effects, such as a significant decrease in white blood cell and platelet counts in some people. However, the most serious side effects were limited to liver and kidney damage, nerve damage, and myocardial damage. In short, although the side effects were severe, they were not immediately fatal, which was enough to meet Akihara's expectations for the first version of the drug.

He packed the drugs into ampoules, sealed the mouths with a flame, and put them, along with the unopened syringes, into a black briefcase.

He also specially made a batch of candies. The specific production process was to first ask a deliveryman to buy the spiciest local chili peppers and mustard, and then bring some mint and white sugar. He then used water distillation to extract mustard and chili pepper extracts and mint essential oil in the laboratory, and mixed them with white sugar to make simple candies to restore sanity.

He then instructed the system to collect the candy and the briefcase, and went to sleep on the makeshift bed next to the lab bench.

The week-long work left him exhausted, but at least the result was good. He decided to take a short rest before heading to Mermaid Island.

Although Yamamoto Kazuo himself was responsible for distributing the flesh and blood of the Sea-Child, it was possible that the other party had his own business behind the scenes. He still needed to get there as soon as possible, firstly to prevent the situation from escalating, and secondly to inject the newly developed drug into the locals who had already begun to transform into Sea-Child. Mainly, he couldn't just put every Sea-Child he encountered into the system space, could he? He might be willing, but the system might not.

A few hours later, after shaving off the stubble that had grown over the past few days and dressing neatly again, Akihara Kazumitsu boarded the ferry bound for the American island.

He leaned on the railing, letting the damp, salty sea breeze wash over him. The sky remained overcast, but not as eerie as Yamamoto Kazuo remembered. There were surprisingly many passengers on the ferry, even though it wasn't the weekend.

Amidst the chattering of the tourists, Akihara learned that the annual mermaid festival on American Island would begin tomorrow, at which time the long-lived old woman at the American Shrine on the island would select three lucky tourists to receive a dugong arrow.

Hmm, that sounds familiar. Since it's an annual event, it might be a festival that Conan attended in the main storyline... Akihara looked away and decided to find a beach chair on the deck to lie down and catch up on some more sleep.

"Ah, it's you." Suddenly, a slightly surprised girl's voice came from behind him.

Akihara turned around, and a girl with short, light brown hair called out to him... It was Shiho Miyano. This time she was dressed in casual clothes, her hands in her pockets. She seemed to realize that calling out to Akihara was somewhat inappropriate, so her expression quickly returned to its coldness, and she prepared to turn and leave.

Akihara then looked a little further away. Not far away, two men in black who had no sense of disguise were staring in Sherry's direction. When Akihara looked over, the three of them met in the air.

Akihara smirked and raised his hand to greet Gin and Vodka. "Oh, what a coincidence, you guys are here for the Mermaid Festival too?"