"Detective, after your body shrinks, what information did you investigate our organization?"

“…”

Conan pondered for a moment about this question, and was about to answer honestly to avoid others being tortured again.

It can be reborn again due to changes but it cannot be completely changed.

"Drink!"

Outside the sack, mixed footsteps sounded, Xiaolan shouted loudly, broke free from her restraints, and rushed towards Yu Shirakawa.

"Wow, did you break free from the rope and not escape, but choose to approach me, Keshwasher?" Yu Shirakawa smiled fluctually.

Whoosh!

A sharp whip leg cut through the air and kicked Yu Shirakawa, probably like that.

Conan was wrapped in a sack at this time and could not see the scene outside. He could only judge it through his voice and deduce it uneasy in his heart.

Then, it seemed that Xiaolan's attack was avoided by Yu Shirakawa with a slight difference—

"Good fight, Miss Maori...but, sorry, you could have died later."

Bang--!

A gunshot, and the flames ejected.

Finally, there was Xiaolan's painful humming and dull sound of falling to the ground.

Meanwhile, a few drops of red splashed outside Conan's sack.

Conan could feel it exactly, that was Xiaolan's blood after being hit by a pistol.

"Little... Lan?"

He stood in the darkness.

Compared to the pain of the pain of being tied up by his hands and feet, Conan's heart was ten million times more painful than this.

After muttering, Conan struggled violently like crazy.

"Hey, Lan!"

"... Are you okay? Lan! Answer me!"

"Lan...Lan!Lan———!"

In the darkness, Xiaolan seemed to be dead, and Conan shouted at the top of his lungs without any answer.

After struggling tirelessly and shouting for a long time, I still didn't get a response from Xiaolan.

The sack trembled slightly, then hanged completely.

The childhood sweetheart was shot in front of him, and Conan's brain was blank at this time and completely stopped working.

Even if Yu Shirakawa continued to mock him, Conan seemed to have become a dead person and had no reaction.

If you can see it by opening the sack at this time-

His eyes had lost their highlights, and his expression was desperate and motionless, which was no different from a soulless walking corpse.

This feeling is like drowning sinking into the dark and deep seabed.

——Sea water kept flowing into his blood vessels, and the cold water plants kept wrapping around his whole body...

Can't breathe, let alone call for help.

Only deep powerlessness and great despair remain.
Chapter completed!