Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 117 Shirley: I was...seriously...tricked. (Revised once)

"Take me to her," Fuheshchen said coldly.

"Okay, okay." After feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the man, the outer members wiped non-existent sweat from their foreheads.

Fuheshel followed the other person into the medical center, and then pushed open the door to Sherry's office.

However, Shirley wasn't there...

He gave the outer members a cold glance.

"Uh, no, I..." The peripheral member swallowed hard.

A moment later, a servant ran over, bowing and scraping, and said, "After Director Shirley locked the files, the BOSS was very angry and has already locked them in the gas chamber."

Fuhesh did not speak and walked towards the gas chamber.

He pushed the door open.

Shirley was wearing a white coat, kneeling on the ground, one hand handcuffed to a water pipe.

Upon hearing the door open, she looked up, and tear tracks were clearly visible on her fair face, as if she had been crying.

She, who was always cold and aloof, now looked like a blood-stained rose...sad and lonely.

This sorrow seems heavy, like the sea, slowly engulfing one.

"You seem very sad..." Fuheshen'er's voice was low and cold, and seeing the other person crying, he felt a little annoyed. "Your sister has just disappeared."

hiss..

The members on the perimeter who were listening at the entrance to the gas chamber were instantly shocked.

Is Cointreau really a blockhead?

They seemed to have forgotten that this man, a core member of the organization, was heartless.

Sherry visibly trembled upon hearing these words, especially after hearing such cold language from Cointreau 37 Degrees...

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, but it wasn't really a laugh. "Is this what you wanted to say? Actually, I didn't expect anything at all. I just thought my life was really, really good... Occasionally, I would fantasize about a fairytale ending..."

At this point, Shirley could no longer hold back her emotions. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice choked with sobs. "Why? You know about what happened to my sister, right? You even told me... Weren't you invincible? Didn't you say you'd grant my wish? You liar, sob sob..."

Fuheishen listened quietly as the other person vented their emotions.

"Is this what you wanted to say?" Fuheshen squatted down, looking directly at the other person. "What you need to do now is to decipher the data and go back to continue your research."

"Research?" Shirley gave a bitter laugh. "For whom to research? For the organization that killed my sister?"

"You just need to do what you're supposed to do." Fu Heishen'er stared at the other person with his dark eyes.

What did Shirley want to hear if she didn't take the drug? Was she seeking his comfort, or a hug?

But he doesn't know how to comfort people, nor does he like to repeat what he's already said.

There's no need to repeat the answer that's already been given.

Shirley didn't speak, and lowered her head... Her brown hair obscured her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression.

Her heart was broken after hearing Shen'er's words.

Previously... Shen'er took her and her sister to the zoo to extend their time there...

Help her find confidence and don't let her care about what others think.

They even said he was invincible.

Sometimes, they would even come to me on their own initiative... to find their sister.

At the amusement park, he risked his life to save her.

On the way to the movies, he even shielded himself from bullets...

But all of these are fake.

She seemed to have taken it all for granted; the warm atmosphere made her forget... that she was a core codename member, just like Gin.

As a highly intelligent person with extremely high value, how could the other party not protect her?

I was delusional... This relationship was wrong from the start.

She still had a sliver of hope... but after Jundu said those words, even that last bit of hope was shattered.

“I have a question…” Shirley’s voice was a little hoarse, “Before…when you were with me, were you happy?”

“Happy.” Fuheishen was puzzled as to why the other party would ask this question, so he answered truthfully.

"That's good, that's good..." Shirley's tears flowed uncontrollably.

She really wanted to forget everything... forget that she was a member of the organization, forget that she made poison, forget everything... and then she could be with Shen forever...

However, reality is cruel.

Shirley took something out of the pocket of her white coat and clutched it.

Fuheishen reached out, grabbed the other person's wrist, and snatched the item away.

Upon seeing it was a panda keychain, his pupils contracted slightly. "You..."

Shirley seemed to have crushed something in her teeth, her gaze filled with a mixture of sadness and tenderness, containing emotions he couldn't decipher as she looked at him.

This kind of relief might be a good outcome for her...

She loved her older sister very much... her sister was like the sun in her world.

If it ends like this, perhaps I can still see my sister one last time...

Even if their paths are different...

When you're heading to hell, you can walk together for a while before the fork in the road.

“I really don’t like this atmosphere.” Fuheshen violently grabbed Sherry’s chin with one hand, and with the other, he reached into her mouth and removed the medication…

Unfortunately... the medicine had already been chewed up, and half of it had been swallowed by Sherry.

"Ugh..." Shirley let out a deep, guttural groan.

Seeing that the outcome was already decided, Fuheshen coldly tossed the already crushed medicine onto the ground. "Fate is in your hands. I respect your choice..."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Indifference, fearlessness, and resilience are essential qualities for his survival.

It's ironic, because he thought that others would be like that too, but ultimately they aren't.

.........

The moment Shirley saw the other person's pupils contract, she gave a self-deprecating laugh... So, he does care after all?

But as she laughed... her lips drooped, and she began to cry, "Why, why..."

Why, at the very end, did he still think of saving himself...?

Is it because you are an important researcher? Or is it because of the data?

But...the emotions in one's eyes cannot be hidden.

After crying for a while, Shirley didn't feel the medicine taking effect.

But... it does work eventually, it's just a matter of how long it takes.

How could I not know the dangers of the drug that I developed myself?

Aside from one lucky person chosen by fate... but the probability of that is so small that it's negligible.

The ending was already decided; it ended in tragedy.

Does any peaceful and happy life always pave the way for a more violent final, tragic ending?

.........

Under the watchful eyes of the surrounding members, Fuheshel left the Mihana Medical Center.

He sat back in his Mercedes, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and his dark eyes regained their calm.

Tick-tock...tick-tock...

A few raindrops fell silently, hitting the car window with a crisp sound.

Fuheishen flicked his cigarette ash and turned his head to look out the window.

Pedestrians quickened their pace, and several high school students ran fast with their backpacks on their heads. The surrounding scenery began to blur, as if shrouded in mist.

Ha... After learning of his sister's death, he resolutely took the drug he had researched?

In the end, he was still clutching that somewhat cheap panda keychain in his hand.

Despite having two doctoral degrees and unparalleled talent, he was still hopelessly foolish.

Especially in the storyline... Sherry will blame herself for the fact that aptx4869 is poison and can kill, believing that it is all her fault and that she is the murderer.

It's ridiculous... Why does she think 'I'm the one who's wrong, not the world'?

It sounds a bit childish, but in Fukushiro's mind...

It's always someone else's fault. Anyone who blocks his path is wrong and must be eliminated.

Throughout the world of sorcery, his hands have been stained with countless dropes of blood.

If he had Shirley's mentality, how many times would he have committed suicide?

LOL...