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

Chapter 275 Psychological Testing: Chianti & Cohen (3)

"The inspection is complete. Thank you for your cooperation, Lady Chianti."

Finally, the "test" was over, and Chianti immediately got up, deciding to leave this boring and dull atmosphere.

"Oh, right." As she gripped the handle, she looked up: "Which shot killed the rat first?"

"According to the video replay, the two men aimed at the target almost simultaneously, but Lord Cohen aimed at the chest and abdomen, which was larger, so it was the shot that hit the heart."

"Tch! He still managed to get a little ahead of us?"

Chianti flung open the door, clicked her tongue in annoyance, and strode over to Cohen, who was waiting in a chair.

She hooked the black baseball cap off the chair next to her, pressed one hand on Cohen's shoulder, and roughly shoved it onto his head, rubbing it left and right to barely get it in place.

"Congratulations, Cohen! This time, you were just a little faster, so those ten kills are yours!"

In contrast, Cohen sat quietly in his seat, letting his partner fool around the whole time, and only got up when it was almost over: "Let's go. Before the others are finished, let's grab a few more, mission."

Hearing his suggestion, Chianti quickly slung his gun over his shoulder, leaped swiftly over the unattended corpses on the floor, and became excited:

"Haha, that makes sense! Maybe we can catch a few more rats that got lost due to misinformation."

Cohen followed leisurely for a few steps, until they reached the darkened laboratory barrier. In the shadowy darkness, he was adjusting his cap, a few strands of gray hair sticking out from the brim, making him look like an upside-down bird's nest.

"..."

After observing her for a moment, Cohen lowered his hand and, taking advantage of her inattention, stepped back to close the distance.

Chianti pressed her phone, scrolling through the boring task list: "Speaking of which, in that test just now, what did you choose regarding taking the medicine? Take the medicine? Surely there aren't any idiots among the codename members who would be so foolish as to confide their true feelings to outsiders?"

"Ah."

Chianti: ?

She turned sharply, her reddish-brown eyebrows rising and falling dramatically: "'Hmm'—what does that mean? Speak clearly! Cohen, are you really that stupid?"

"Eat. It wasn't stupid of me to join the organization back then to treat my eyes and old injuries."

"Hmph!" Chianti, relieved by his panting, let out a satisfied snort, walked back to stand beside Cohen, and patted him on the back: "That's more like it, let's go!"

"Ah."

......

The neatly arranged documents were tapped on the table, and the white-clad researcher, with his disheveled and slightly hunched back, turned his gaze to the screen.

Doi Nai watched the two figures leaving on the screen and exclaimed to Kazato in a very perfunctory tone, "Wow, look, there seems to be something going on between these two adults!"

"puff!"

Kyosuke Kazato was drinking water to moisten his throat when he almost spat it out: "Cough cough! Who gave you the audacity to speculate about the relationships between the codenamed adults? You don't want to live anymore!"

"Don't be so timid, Dr. Kazato, it's just ordinary gossip~"

"That's not OK!"

Kyosuke Kazato suddenly screamed and jumped up from his chair, covering Doi Na's mouth tightly. He nervously looked around, and after confirming that no RPG rockets had suddenly flown through the base walls, he fiercely pressed a finger against Doi's forehead.

"As the person in charge of this psychological test, we must always ensure that our thinking is objective and rational! If such gossipy thoughts affect the assessment record, can you bear such a huge responsibility!"

"Eh—" Doi-na covered her mouth with her sleeve, her face darkening, and revealed a sinister and cunning smile: "I think you're just naively scared."

What's wrong with gossip? If the members of the organization didn't gossip, how come there would be at least three versions of speculation about Lord Rum's true identity?

As the deputy who most often accompanied Sherry, Doi Na was more skilled at using the rights of codename members than Miyano Shiho herself.

He knew that not only the lower-level staff were fascinated by these "code-named sex scandals," but even some mid- to high-ranking officials in the intelligence department were, and some even deliberately fabricated unofficial histories to confuse the public.

While visiting the research department, he had the misfortune of witnessing a scene of official members of the intelligence department practicing their skills—Shirley was a cross-dressing giant over seven feet tall, a ruthless killer who liked to plunder and collect beautiful corpses to make handbags—the corpses used for experiments would laugh themselves to sleep after hearing this!

Information flow within the organization operates on two extremes: truthful and useful information is kept strictly confidential, while exaggerated and outlandish claims fly everywhere. Speculating about the relationship between Lord Chianti and Lord Cohen is utterly futile!

"Besides, as psychologists, we'll probably meet a lot of codenamed members, and we might get silenced just because we know too much."

“You, you…!”

Kyosuke Kazato pointed at him, trembling, his nostrils flaring with rage, as if he were about to faint.

'Do you think I don't want to gossip?!'

I still remember back then, before he encountered Butber and was sanctioned by Gin, Kyosuke Kazato was also a master at gathering gossip from the grassroots!

"Sigh, you're still too young." Kazato Kyosuke patted his shoulder earnestly. "If Lord Gin or Lord Butbel finds out, the consequences will truly be worse than death."

"Ah, Butbel...?"

"Show some respect! Call the codenamed members 'Sir'! They're ruthless people who can go toe-to-toe with Gin!" This specifically refers to those who dared to pursue Gin and weren't executed.

Lady Butbell... Doi's deep chestnut-colored pupils widened instantly, and a blush rose to her cheeks:

I long to see him again...

I really want to study this codenamed member who claims to be a survivor of the A drug experiment!

"Huh? What did you say?" Kazeto put away the file, looking puzzled.

"No, nothing!"

knock knock.

Just then, a knocking sound came from behind a hidden door at another entrance: "(In English) Time's up, move to the next location immediately."

"OK!"

Kazeto quickly grabbed the documents and equipment, and pulled Doi Nai away through the hidden door.

A long-haired figure wearing a black knitted beanie stood silently in the narrow corridor with her back to them.

She wore a slightly oversized black stand-up collar trench coat with clean shoulders and slightly worn cuffs. The dark red turtleneck sweater underneath looked somewhat aged under the light. She was a woman with gentle features, black hair, and blue eyes, her left eye covered by a black eye patch.

"You are..."

Kazeto quickly pressed his head down and they both bowed: "This is the codenamed lord who is here to supervise us, please don't ask any questions!"

"Code name?" Doi Nai asked, puzzled.

But she is clearly Miyano Akemi.

She's Shiho Miyano's older sister, who often visits the lab under the watchful eyes of security guards.