Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 465 The True Abyss (Part 3)

"Then next is Miss Sera. Your mother, Akai Mari, was poisoned by Vermouth in London while tracking down her husband, Akai Tsutomu. She was also transformed into a child. She is now in Japan trying to find a way to transform back."

Now it was Conan's turn to be surprised. Although he guessed that Sera Masumi's mother had probably also drunk the shrinking potion, it was the first time he heard of Sera Masumi's mother's surname.

"Wait, Sera, your mother's surname is Akai?" Conan also knows someone with the surname Akai. This person should now be using the pseudonym Okiya Subaru and is learning how to stew beef in his Kudo house.

Of course, the recent actions of the Black Organization have also kept Shuichi Akai busy. Since the FBI cannot act high-profile in Japan, they chose to investigate secretly.

"Then Mr. Akai, he..."

"It's my eldest brother."

"Eh?!"

The photographer was so delighted when he saw the two of them looking at each other that he couldn't help but take out his Polaroid camera and snap a picture. "That's right, this Akai faked his death and changed his name to Okiya Subaru. He's now living in the Kudo residence."

Sera Masumi looked at Conan and complained in his heart: "Okay, now I know where to find Big Brother." But it's not hard to understand that he lives in Kudo's house.

Conan was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the sound of the camera shutter. He clearly remembered that photographers could cause harm through photos.

Seeing Conan looking at him warily, the photographer reluctantly handed the developed photo to him and said, "I wouldn't do anything to you two kids. Just take this as a souvenir."

Conan turned the photo over and found that the Melody family crest and cursive words were printed on it, which was full of details.

"Well, let me make it short about the mycelial virus. Due to a past experimental error, the mycelium stubbornly survived in one of our abandoned laboratories and was partially collected by members of the Black Organization. After studying the mycelium, the Black Organization's top brass decided to use it for research on an elixir of immortality, but they lacked a large sample."

"So those guys thought of using this method to poison the whole of Japan? These bastards don't care about other people's lives!" Sera Masumi pounded the sofa angrily.

"Don't worry, our people and the Japanese public security are working hard on this. First of all, Ms. Ada has news that they have developed a drug that can inhibit the activity of hyphae. If the patient is initially infected with hyphae disease, they only need to be injected with this drug and supplemented with some simple treatments to rely on their own immune system to recover."

"But Aunt Eri has fainted. I saw a rash on her arm. Is she almost in the late stage of the disease?" Conan recalled Kisaki Eri's symptoms and was extremely anxious.

Hongdie spoke from behind, "Counselor Fei is infected? But I remember that the symptoms of mycelial disease don't include a rash. They should appear as purple-red patches."

"Because the hyphae grow in clusters, they don't appear as individual spots like a rash," Madam Hong added. "But we can't rule out the possibility that Lawyer Fei encountered a mutant strain."

"Is Dr. Emily free? She may need to secretly check on Lawyer Fei." The Apostle stroked his beloved cat.

The fisherwoman sipped her pearl milk tea while trying to gesture something with her hands.

"Miss Grace means that there is no need to worry. Matthias and his team are working on using lignifying agents to offset the effects of mycelial disease." Hongdie translated considerately.

"Wood potion?" Conan was a little curious about this new potion.

The photographer sighed. "It's just using one abyss to solve another abyss, little detective. Once you've seen the true abyss, you'll be captivated by its mysterious yet magnificent wonders. That's the magic of the abyss."

"But unfortunately, most of the manor's experiments on the abyss have ended in failure so far."

"So, are those iterative experiments all aimed at further understanding the Abyss?" Conan frowned in thought. "According to what Mr. Jose and Mr. Naib said earlier, experiments on the Abyss have been ongoing, and they've even reached the eighth generation."

"So, what exactly is the 'abyss' you're talking about?" Sera Masumi asked directly.

"We don't know the specific answer to this question. What we know about the abyss may just be the tip of the iceberg." The photographer looked at Hongdie.

Hongdie nodded and stood up. "As for the Abyss, what I know is that the earliest Abyss research team brought back treasures from the sea area called R'lyeh. They used the treasures as the core and created an energy city. However, when the 'Evil Eye' at the core went out of control, the city was buried in ice and snow."

"Is that the evil eye that Jack wears on his chest?" Conan remembered that Jack's "evil eye host" had a strange eyeball on his chest that could move.

Hongdie nodded: "But the one on Mr. Jack is no longer an energy device without the Abyss consciousness, so even if he carries it with him, it will not affect the surroundings."

"The technologies developed based on the Evil Eye are mostly simple mechanical structures. Although they use advanced energy storage technology, the results are not very good."

"Then came the third Abyss experiment, which could be called an experimental accident. By this point, it had become a nightmare, meaning that Mr. Orpheus's alter ego was conducting this experiment."

[Entomologist: And then the lab exploded, right?]

[Composer: Now the only thing missing is Miss Alice's Abyss Costume.]

[Painter: There will definitely be one next year.]

[Photographer: However, the survivors' Abyss costumes are almost finished, right? Instead, only the supervisors who arrive early can get them.]

[Archer: That's right. At this rate, if the number of survivors and supervisors coming to the manor isn't equal, it'll be a bit troublesome.]

[Knight: I don't really care about events like the Abyss that happen every year. It'll happen eventually anyway. I wonder if the other events can be scheduled better.]

Conan was shocked: "I remember that experiment had an accident, could it be that time?"

"Yes, at that time, the power of the abyss began to leak out."

Conan slapped his head. After all this fuss, the culprit turned out to be the Oritis Manor. What a sin.

"Don't be so quick to put the blame on us. Our experimental process is already conservative enough, and we even have several adults to back us up. What if it were those people outside? Can you guarantee that they won't be attracted to the abyss like crazy?" The sculptor looked at Conan's expression and expressed his opinion quite dissatisfiedly.

Sera Masumi was also thinking. She knew a lot about the behind-the-scenes affairs of those official organizations from her mother. For example, the FBI and CIA alone were full of scrambles for credit and internal strife. If the Abyss, a test case with countless hidden opportunities, were truly placed before these people, they might die in internal strife before the Abyss could reveal its dangers.

Seeing Sera Masumi frown, the sculptor was very satisfied: "See, Miss Sera knows much more than you do."

Madam Hong took a sip of her milk tea and said, "Conan, there are many invisible struggles in the world. Sometimes, just because you say you want to uphold justice doesn't mean anyone will agree with you."