-151- Desperate Punishment Game(1/2)
I don't know how long it took.
Conan gradually regained consciousness and woke up deeply.
However, when I opened my eyes, my eyes were full of darkness and I could not see anything.
Just as he was about to turn his head habitually, he felt some dry fabric on his head.
"Is this... a sack?"
Conan sniffed the smell gently and muttered to himself thoughtfully.
——He was covered in a sack from the top of his head to his neck. The surrounding environment was just pitch black for him and he couldn't see anything.
Just wanted to take off the sack.
But his hands seemed to be tied tightly behind his back, and even his feet were tied together and fixed on a chair, making him unable to move freely.
"Okay, Detective, are you awake so soon?"
A voice full of smiles sounded, leisurely and comfortable, "It seems that you can enter the game."
“…”
Conan, who couldn't even move, didn't say anything, just judging from Yu Shirakawa's voice and the surrounding temperature, it should be indoors.
And, it is very likely that it was in the abandoned building just now.
hiss--!
What will happen next?
Did Yu Shirakawa talk about the torture?
Without waiting for him to continue thinking-
"So, I'm awake, let me explain the rules of the game first."
"From now on, I ask, you answer."
"If you have a lie, nonsense, or make me listen to an unsatisfied answer, I will impose a punishment."
The voice in the dark said like this.
At the same time, the sack was accompanied by a slight sound of metal collision - probably the sound of hammer, knife and nail colliding together.
Conan struggled meaninglessly for two times and was about to question him, but Yu Shirakawa clapped his hands again:
"Oh, I almost forgot, this is the punishment link..."
"Then what, our detectives can't see it now with a sack. You guys, please speak out your own words."
As soon as the words finished, after a rustling and struggling sound, several different sounds sounded.
"Hey, glasses, what's going on?"
"Are you also caught here by Mr. Shirakawa, Conan?"
"Mr. Shirakawa, how could you..."
“…”
The voices of Kogoro, Dr. Agasa, and Ran Mori rang out one after another.
After hearing this, Conan felt like a cat being stepped on to his tail, and he became anxious in an instant.
Everyone, they were all caught here by that organization!
He wanted to say something, but at this moment, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and he could not make any sound.
Conan feels very guilty now.
Because of his own fault, he implicated everyone and brought irrescue disasters to everyone.
The sack finally hangs down weakly.
He opened his mouth in disbelief. After holding it in for a long time, Conan just lowered his head and said "I'm sorry" to everyone with regret.
The indoor atmosphere is dull.
After he finished saying this, Dr. Agasa seemed to realize something and closed his mouth and stopped talking.
Xiaolan and Kogoro asked questions in a little unclear way, not knowing what Conan was blaming himself.
Then, the dull atmosphere was broken by Yu Shirakawa's pleasant voice.
"Okay, OK, you guys have almost finished their condolences, I'm going to start asking."
"First of all, Detective, who knows your true identity?"
Conan took a deep breath: "Didn't I say it? I didn't tell anything..."
Click!
Just as Conan said this, a very shocking voice came to his ears.
Something seemed to have broken.
“…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Dr. Agasa's screams overshadowed Conan's voice, forcing him to stop in shock.
At the same time, accompanied by screams, there were whimpers intertwined with panic and anger.
——That was the sound of Xiaolan and Kogoro’s mouths being sealed by glue strips and unable to speak.
this……
Could it be really...
Conan's heart skipped a beat.
On the other side, Shirakawa Yu gently flicked the blood-stained nails to the surface of Conan's sack, yawned:
"As soon as you open your mouth, you're lying, Detective."
"…I am used to keeping delicious desserts until the end, so I just started with Dr. Agasa."
After the shouting, the severe pain of the separation of flesh and blood made Dr. Agasa wore a rough dress. Just by hearing it, it made people sweat.
Conan couldn't see this scene.
But with the scream just now, it was not difficult for him to reason about what happened.
——The old fox-like bastard guy used a vise to pull off a piece of Dr. Agasa's nail.
Through the sack, thinking about Dr. Agasa slumped on the ground with a look of pain at this time, Conan felt his heart bleeding.
So, he had to compromise urgently:
"Stop! I'll tell the truth, I'll just say it!"
"...Doctor, are you okay?"
However, in the hearing, the abominable voice sounded again.
"Oh, this sentence seems to be a nonsense, detective..."
"I just said, a word of nonsense, impose a punishment."
"So, I'll work hard..."
After laughing and saying this, Shirakawa Yu picked up a one-meter-long long hammer from the ground and deliberately scratched the heavy metal of the hammer on the floor, making a very oppressive and cunning sound.
After realizing what Yu Shirakawa was going to do, Conan was anxious:
"No! Stop! It's enough!"
"My identity is only told by Dr. Agasa! This is the truth, please stop!"
Bang--!
...Pulu!
The answer to Conan was the creepy sound of a hammer smashing his fingers.
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Dr. Agasa screamed with all his strength.
His finger, which had just been pulled out of his nails, was completely smashed by Yu Shirakawa with an iron hammer.
Even through the sack, Conan could imagine what a terrible picture it was.
Afterwards, a plop.
Maybe Dr. Agasa fell to the ground and fainted, causing the air to fall into a brief silence.
However, Conan's nightmare is not over yet.
"Oh, the elderly's body just can't stand the tossing. Next, should I change Miss Lan or Uncle Maori?"
"Oh, of course, according to the rules, I'll continue to ask you questions first."
After Yu Shirakawa let out a gloomy laugh, he spoke in a muffled voice:
To be continued...