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

Chapter 277 Psychological Testing: Butber & Guinness (2)

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A nurse's voice came from outside the door: "Two guests, Dr. Kazato asked me to pass on a message that he is ready and can cooperate with the filming at any time."

"Okay, we'll be there soon." Kuromon Haruya draped the towel over his shoulder and went to check the dryer.

The camera bag is made of waterproof material, so a little water won't damage the eerie camera at all. But the disguise still needs to be complete. After all, detectives are like mosquitoes in spring; they can always appear unexpectedly.

According to the original plan from above, the psychological testing would be conducted in small groups, and the fact that everyone would be tested would not be communicated beforehand.

According to the plan uploaded by Vodka, the first day's main arrangements were for the operations team. In the morning, the sniper team was in charge, in the afternoon the rapid reaction team was in charge, and in the evening the Tequila and Kiel teams were in charge. Vodka was guaranteed by Gin and did not need to be tested.

The next day, the intelligence department was tasked with testing the logistics team's Curaçao and Binga via online, anonymous holographic communication in the morning, and the whiskey team in the afternoon.

According to the plan, Kuromon Haruya and the other two should have gone to the organization's base together for testing.

However, due to the arrival of Bourbon, Gin decided to increase some confidentiality measures and temporarily adjusted the situation so that two doctors would travel to different locations for diagnosis. Makoto Aso was also rescheduled for tonight.

"Sigh, I had already booked a barbecue restaurant for tonight~"

"Let's find a time when all three of us are free next time." Fanze handed over the hairdryer and performed a virtual hair combing demonstration in front of the mirror. "After all, Vienna is busy moving to her new place here these next few days."

After discussion, Asagi Narumi ultimately declined the unusual idea of ​​the three of them living together and decided to rent her own place to avoid suspicion.

That wicked bourbon...!

If it weren't for the fact that Amuro Tooru's storyline would appear later in the script, Kuromon Haruya would have preferred to break his agreement with Sogrid and simply dispose of him harmlessly.

Kuromon Haruya shook her head and turned on the hairdryer: "You go test it first, I'll dry my hair a bit more."

"Okay."

Watching Fanze push open the door and leave, his footsteps fading into the distance, Heimon Haruya immediately got up, propped the hairdryer on the clothes rack, wrapped the cord around it at the right angle, and aimed it at herself.

Then, I leaned back comfortably in my seat, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the automatic drying.

At the same time, a crow that was taking shelter from the rain in a nearby trash can suddenly opened its eyes: "Caw?"

Ugh, it stinks! Let's get another one!

He quickly moved to another tree that was sheltering from the rain under a branch further away. Only then did Heimen Yaoye breathe a sigh of relief in his mind. He quickly flew to the eaves of the clinic in the rain, removed the ventilation panel with one claw, and crawled into the pipe to listen carefully.

"...Thank you for taking the time, Mr. Guinness. We will now ask you questions based on the questionnaire."

I made it just in time; the Q&A session had just started.

The crow could vaguely see what was below through the pipe opening. It nodded in satisfaction, chose a comfortable nesting position, and listened while preening its wet feathers.

"Hmm." Sitting there silently, Master Fanze simply glanced at them a few times and then made no move.

"Mr. Hanzawa, you're already showing signs of being a qualified member of the organization," Kuromon Haruya couldn't help but sigh.

Being treated so coldly by him made Kazato even more uneasy. The pressure of being in the same room with a codename member was intense enough, let alone this person being a colleague of Lord Butbel.

He pulled out the questionnaire bag belonging to the response team, his hands drenched in cold sweat, and began asking questions. Depending on the recipient, the questionnaire content varied for each team.

That's right. Although it was ostensibly a "psychological test," it was actually the first time the organization had distributed a questionnaire.

Long-time members like Chianti and Cohen, who have been with the company for at least four years, will be probed about life-extending drugs as a prelude; the process is slightly different for newly promoted members like Fanze.

Although Gin and Rum will afterwards compile the information and send the results and countermeasures to the boss's central mailbox, but...

'That's still too slow. It's more reliable to hear about things in person.'

"...Okay, next question." Kazeto stared at the handwriting on the questionnaire. "If you suddenly discovered that someone you trust/partner is actually a hidden enemy, what would you do?"

Master Fanze frowned in displeasure and asked in return, "Isn't there a more precise definition for this kind of relationship?"

"Uh, not at the moment. Please speak when the situation warrants it."

A trustworthy person/partner is actually a hidden enemy...

If asked who his enemy was, Masato Hanzawa could only think of one person: Shinichi Kudo.

Leaving his hometown and family, he came alone to the dangerous metropolis of Tokyo—all for the purpose of eliminating that man!

Looking back, that was a story from many years ago.

At that time, he was a fourth-grade elementary school student who had just celebrated his tenth birthday with the love and care of his family and relatives.

Pink fireworks adorned the room, shimmering with tiny sparkles under the warm yellow light.

The digital clock ticked silently, and as the clock ticked toward midnight, his parents, who had been waiting by the table, immediately fired celebratory firecrackers. As the confetti rained down, they planted kisses on his cheeks: "Happy birthday to our dearest son!"

The sweet aroma of the cake still lingered in his nostrils. He looked shyly at the camera, a smile he couldn't hide playing on his lips, and extended his right hand in a childlike "V" sign. The flickering candlelight illuminated the joy and happiness in his eyes.

But that was a long time ago.

There will always be injustices in the world that cannot be overcome through law or hard work. Within the framework of civilized society, there will always be a dark side that the light cannot reach.

The only effective way to resist the oppression of darkness is through the means of darkness itself.

His father was like that; in order to protect his beloved family, he embarked on a bloody path of murder and crime, and was eventually brought to justice and imprisoned.

No matter the reason, violating the law must be punished. Fanze Zhenren neither condemns his father nor resents the police officers who arrested him.

But there was one person he could never forgive: Shinichi Kudo.

There is only one truth—

The young detective's voice was like an arrow, piercing straight into the pale-faced father in the crowd.

His face showed no pity, only the satisfaction of discovering the truth, and even a hint of a confident smile.

Even though he had already figured out the truth of the case, he was unwilling to reveal it directly. Instead, he insisted on gathering all the relevant parties together to put on a show called "deduction."

He throws out one question after another, leaving loopholes called hope for his father to defend himself, and then crushes them with reasoning!

The father, who had initially believed in his actions and was willing to submit to the law, gradually bent over amidst questioning and the whispers of the crowd, his face ashen as he leaned on the ground, forced to repent for his sins.

At that moment, the young criminal Masato, who witnessed this scene from outside the crowd, heard Shinichi Kudo remark to the police officer beside him:

'The thrill of cornering a cunning criminal!'

'That kind of pleasure, once you experience it, you can't get enough of it...'

'This is what being a detective is all about!!'

At that moment, Master Fanze finally understood.

For Shinichi Kudo, solving cases is nothing more than a thrilling hunting game. And his father is just another crushed prey on this genius detective's pedigree.

“Of course we’ll kill that guy,” Fanze Zhenren replied firmly. “Resentment isn’t something that’s easy to resolve, so of course we’ll kill that guy.”