Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Chapter 280 The Devil’s Child

The others left the room, and Yin Jiu did not come forward this time. Instead, he sat in a corner far away from the bed.

"Your name is Kitaharakawa, right? Can you tell us why they say Yin Jiu is dead? Have you seen him?" Sato Miwako sat down in front of the hospital bed. Based on her many years of work experience, the man's reaction just now did not seem to be deliberately pretended.

Bei Yuanchuan didn't dare to speak, his eyes were evasive. He glanced at Yin Jiu cautiously several times, then turned away abruptly. His legs under the quilt were shaking violently, and a few beads of sweat dripped from time to time.

"Okay, I got it. Takagi, let Yin Jiu come over." Sato followed Kitahara's gaze and saw Yin Jiu sitting there obediently, with his hands resting on his knees innocently and obediently.

When his name was suddenly called, Yin Jiu seemed to wake up from his distraction. His wine-red eyes were tinged with a little bit of grievance in confusion, and his head was slightly tilted to the side, making people want to protect him fiercely.

"No, no! Don't let him come over! He's the devil's child!" Beiyuan on the bed suddenly became excited, his eyes trembling slightly because of fear, "I... I saw the devil kill him with my own eyes... He's dead!"

"Devil's child? Am I dead?"

Not only Sato and Amuro Toru, but Yin Jiu himself was also surprised. Could it be that Yin Shuli's story was also involved here?

"Wait, the devil you are talking about couldn't be Yin Shuli?" Toru Amuro suddenly realized that if the Anran Sanatorium was the organization's experimental base, then these people might have once been victims of Yin Shuli's experiments.

And Yin Jiu looks very much like Yin Shuli...

"Could it be that you were hallucinating when your condition worsened?" Sato tried to analyze it from a pathological perspective, and habitually pulled out a black pen and rubbed it in his hand. "Or maybe you remembered the wrong person, and it was actually someone else who died?"

"There's absolutely no mistake! He lives on the top floor of the Anran Nursing Home. That day I saw him being brought out covered in a white cloth! Everyone in the entire building saw it!" Beiyuan held his head, as if recalling something horrible, "Then some people started to go crazy! They started killing each other!"

"And you escaped?" Sato frowned. She had also heard about what happened at the Anran Sanatorium, but from what the parties involved said it seemed that there was another hidden story at the time.

"No! We're dead! We're all dead!"

"Hahahaha, everyone set a fire! We lived, and we died together!"

"Wait, didn't you say it was Yin Jiu who died? Why did it become that you all died? And why are you alive?" Sato followed Kitahara's train of thought and wrote and drew on the notebook with a black pen, recording strings of words.

"Because... because..." Kitahara's hands suddenly began to tremble, and then he clenched his fists and hit his temples hard, "It's because of the arrow! That arrow! Why don't you believe me! He wants to seek revenge on me! He wants to kill me!"

Beiyuan's voice became louder and louder, and those at the door could hear him. Several doctors had tranquilizers in their hands, waiting for instructions at any time.

"Why do I want revenge?" Yin Jiu's voice came from the corner. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the bed step by step.

With his back to the window, Yin Jiu's face was shrouded in shadow, and his eyes reflected a faint light.

Seeing Yin Jiu approaching step by step, Bei Yuan stopped moving. He tried to shrink his body, but because of the handcuffs, his hands had to be exposed and raised above his head. "No, you will kill me, you will..."

"Then you don't have to tell me," Yin Jiu said with a kind face, sitting next to Sato. "As you can see, I'm temporarily detained by the police because I'm suspected of murder. If you can't prove me, maybe we can meet outside the hospital soon."

Bei Yuan's expression changed, and he tried to shrink his body back. The handcuffs and bed rails made a harsh sound when they rubbed against each other. He became even more frightened when he heard Yin Jiu's words.

"Indeed, if Yin Jiu cannot be found guilty, he must be released after 24 hours according to Japan's Minor Protection Act. There are still two hours left." Sato cooperated by looking at his watch, with no sign of falsehood on his face.

With no way out, Bei Yuan hesitated for a moment and then suddenly spoke, "You must believe what I say next. Anran Sanatorium is not a so-called mental hospital at all, but an evil human experiment base! And Yin Jiu is the monster created by that laboratory."

"Wait, you said that Anran Sanatorium is conducting human experiments?" Sato couldn't help but interrupt. If she remembered correctly, Conan told her that Anran Sanatorium was the property of Yin Jiu's mother.

Could it be that...

"Yes, all of us are experimental subjects, and each floor is divided into different areas, with different batches of drugs. And he..." Pointing at Yin Jiu, Beiyuan's expression was a little complicated, "He is the key part of the drug, and also our bait."

"Bait?" Toru Amuro's pupils contracted.

"Yes, the drugs made in that laboratory will make people become brutal. After a certain period of time, the test subjects will become crazy and want to eat their own kind, especially young children, who are the best food..." At this point, Beiyuan couldn't help swallowing, and his lips turned pale. "He is the only child in the laboratory. His blood will be regularly distributed to each of our floors."

"So shouldn't you all be very grateful to him?" Officer Sato's throat tightened a little. If this matter was serious, then Yin Shuli would definitely be considered to be so cruel that he even spared his own son.

"It might have been like that at first, but then suddenly one day, as I said, he was rolled out covered with a white cloth, with an arrow stuck in his chest... Then someone suddenly went crazy."

"Crazy?" Amuro Toru was already numb from the pain when he heard this. When he heard the word crazy again, he instinctively felt that something worse was going to happen.

"Yes, it was crazy! Because he was dead, no one could bear it. People from other floors rushed up first..." Beiyuan seemed to have thought of some extremely terrifying scene. His whole body was shaking and his tone became intermittent. "We pulled out the arrow... and then, we shared his body."

"Share the food!" A disgusting scene emerged in everyone's mind.

"Crack." Toru Amuro lost control and crushed the railing at the end of the bed.

"We didn't actually want to do this at the time!" Kitahara's voice was filled with tears, "But I don't know why I couldn't control myself. I watched with my own eyes as we cut him into pieces and stuffed them into our mouths."

Some policemen outside the house who had low psychological tolerance had already started vomiting, and the faces of several people in the house were not looking good either.

"So what about the arson?" Sato asked the question on everyone's mind, holding his churning stomach.

"That was a long time ago. After that day, everyone in the base went crazy and started biting and hurting each other. The original researchers disappeared as well." Kitahara's voice suddenly became hysterical. He twisted wildly on the bed, trying to find some sharp tool. "We died and came back to life! Let me die! Let me die!!"

Several medical staff rushed in and injected a sedative into Kitahara who was lying on the bed.