I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

Kuromon Haruya picked up a clean, unused beaker, turned on the tap on the lab bench, and rinsed off the remaining medicine with water.

Shiho Miyano looked at him in disbelief. How could a normal person be so unhurried while walking on the edge of death?

Feeling the gaze fixed on him, Kuromon Haruya narrowed his eyes and teased, "So concerned about me, Miss Sherry?"

Kuromon Haruya put down the beaker and walked step by step to her.

It wasn't until she was looked down upon by him, and the sense of crisis was almost imminent, that Shiho Miyano broke free from his gentle demeanor and returned to the vigilance she should have shown towards the codenamed members.

Shiho Miyano secretly became more vigilant: What a terrifying disguise, it didn't trigger any sense of crisis in me at all!

But Kuromon Haruya's next words stunned her.

"It's okay, I have a resistance to the organization's drugs."

As he held up his tablet and played back the surveillance footage, he nonchalantly explained:

"Because I was also one of the test subjects in this research institute."

Exposure to, or even ingestion of, trace amounts of the aptx series of poisons would not cause rapid death in a short period of time, and the effects of this series of poisons are primarily manifested as angina, not respiratory depression.

Having reviewed the surveillance footage and understood the perpetrator's method, Haruya Kuromon looked up, gazing at the silent Shiho Miyano:

"What's wrong, Sherry? Is this your first time working with a test subject of your own drug?"

Shiho Miyano forced herself to loosen her clenched fist in her sleeve and took a deep breath:

"I just didn't expect there would be any survivors."

If, besides death and reverting to childhood, there are other ways to survive in the aptX series, what fate awaits Shinichi Kudo, whose whereabouts are currently unknown...?

“I see.” Kuromon Haruya turned his head, took out Bernardley, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet, carrying a wave of heat, grazed Shiho Miyano's hair and pierced the right lung of a female researcher behind her, leaving a pool of bright red blood.

Kuromon Haruya stepped over Miyano Shiho, stomped on the culprit, and warned the other researchers watching, "This is what happens when you disregard the rules of the organization."

The researchers present were all experts in biopharmaceuticals, and they knew all too well how painful it would be to die from a perforated lung.

Dying while suffering from difficulty breathing is perhaps a form of retribution.

Heimen Yaoye pulled up several surveillance details and projected them onto the big screen: "According to the victim's habits, the murderer applied poison to the inside of the medical gloves in advance and then took away the other spare gloves beforehand."

After the victim finished treating the medication, she personally destroyed the remaining evidence. Then, taking advantage of the victim's nervous gesture of touching her lips, the killer used a pretext to lure the pharmacist's crush—the deputy team leader—to this location.

“But you lack conclusive evidence, don’t you?” Shiho Miyano stepped forward to question.

Kuromon Haruya shrugged and smiled, ordering the security guards to handle the scene: "Organizations never need evidence to carry out their operations."

What he didn't say was that the murderer was most likely inspired by the karaoke murder case solved by Shinichi Kudo that night, which led him to commit a copycat crime.

This kind of thing is nothing new.

On the dark web, there are professional killers who post summaries of various methods of crime that have been cracked by famous detectives, using these as a reference for avoiding potential scams and developing their own methods.

“Wait, Butbell.” Shiho Miyano gritted her teeth and mustered her courage to grab his trench coat.

Kuromon Haruya was quite pleased with her curious, kitten-like expression: "What's wrong?"

"Regarding the experiments you underwent..." As the drug's developer, Shiho Miyano suddenly didn't know how to phrase her question.

Is she going to disregard the feelings of a victim and ruthlessly extract the experimental results and detailed experiences from him?

Or, as a scientist who opposes human experimentation, she cannot ignore the potential tragedy simply because she doesn't want to bring trouble upon the codenamed member.

The scientist's madness drives her to get to the bottom of things, but kindness also holds her back. The blood ties between the Miyano family and the Sera family are intertwined, forming a complex and contradictory persona for her.

Kuromon Haruya reached out and covered the expression on her face, an expression filled with the shadow of someone from the past, and reminded her:

“Miss Shirley, since you have refused to continue the research, I think you don’t need to worry about this part.”

"You used me as a test subject, and I killed your sister, Miyano Akemi. It's a tit-for-tat exchange, isn't it?"

Why is Shirley acting so dazed? Is it because his feigned friendliness is so strong that it can even deceive him about the hatred for his parents' murder?

Could this be a sign of memory decline?

Mentioning her murdered sister, Shiho Miyano waved her hand away from Haruya Kuromon's hand, then clutched her chest as if waking from a dream, as if for the first time tonight she was truly standing on solid ground.

Kuromon Haruya gestured for the waiters to help her walk:

"Let's find a room, sit down, and talk about the important business of tonight."

Gin's prior warning, the communication records between his sister and Shuichi Akai, the calls and demands made to the organization... When these pieces of evidence, along with the pool of blood in the photos, were presented to Shiho Miyano, she finally learned the whole story.

She secretly colluded with the FBI, betrayed the organization, and attempted to abduct important researchers. If she hadn't still had some value to her, she would have been purged by the organization long ago.

"...That's basically it. This time, we've obtained decisive evidence."

Holding a coffee cup, Kuromon Haruya gently advised, "Letting you go is an act of mercy from the organization. That gentleman hopes you can regain your spirits and continue to serve the organization."

A person only has one life. Since you've already lost all your blood relatives, you should cherish your life even more.

His response was a shower of shards of a teacup flying at his feet.

Shiho Miyano stood up and looked down at him, her fury etched with hatred in her eyes, a rare sight that matched the organization's usual vicious image.

"Don't be ridiculous! You think I'm some kind of puppet you can just fool with such a lame excuse?!"

My sister was just a low-level member and didn't know much about the organization. If even just one person had stepped in to stop it and tell her how serious things were, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

These cold-blooded people just watched helplessly as their sister was led to the edge of the cliff with mocking malice!

Shiho Miyano bit her tongue, her eyes reddening: "First my parents, then my sister, so I should be next, right?"

"That's actually correct," Kuromon Haruya silently replied in her heart, but her words were mainly reassuring.

“This is not what we wanted either. Now that the suspicion has been cleared, you can return to your normal research life starting today.”

Shiho Miyano flatly refused, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust: "I will no longer conduct that kind of research. Do whatever you want with me, I don't want to taint my sister's reputation any further."

"Humph."

Kuromon Haruya stared at her disdainful gaze, then arrogantly crossed his legs and laughed heartily on the sofa:

"Hypocritical people who give up halfway. If your Miyano family were truly so innocent, you wouldn't have captured me as a child and used me for experiments after wiping out your entire family."

Shiho Miyano, who had been standing still awaiting orders, paused, looking him up and down in disbelief: "You're lying, because..."

"Because there's no data on experiments conducted on minors in the database?" As if knowing what she was thinking, Haruya Kuromon smoothly continued with the next sentence.

"Miss Shirley, due to your uncooperative attitude, it's difficult for the organization to fully disclose the experiment to you."

Having finished giving the preamble to the plan, Kuromon Haruya signaled to the security guards to take her away, while he quickly made his escape with the waiters.

Once the unrelated personnel left and the access to the lab's cameras was turned off, Kurokawa Haruya, disregarding his image, lay down on the table and began talking to himself.

"Sigh, it's always so tiring talking to the Miyano family—from which side did they inherit this bloodline? Atsushi, or Elena?"

If you really want to calculate it, apart from the sweet and passionate time when the two sides first met twenty years ago, in the time that followed, he was either intimidating the Miyano family or on his way to threatening them.

Feeling that the table was a bit uncomfortable, Kuromon Haruya simply moved to another spot and lay down on the operating table:

"How are the other research groups doing? Have they made any progress since leaving Shirley?"

Waiter: "Reporting to you, sir, there has been no result."

After Sherry stepped down, no matter how many experiments other research institutes conducted, they could only obtain failed results and were unable to deduce subsequent improvement methods.

"I see."

Yoruichi Kuromon was not surprised by this situation, as it was not the first time it had happened.

Since the Miyano family appeared, they have monopolized the research on silver bullets. Even if the most outstanding researchers are invited, the experiments will end in failure.

It's like... being cursed by "something".