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Chapter 92

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What kind of mentally retarded behavior is this?

No, Zhong Yuanzhong was not interested in this bloody coincidence, but felt that the operation of the third in command was really confusing.

Judging from his behavior, it can be seen that the third in command has completely lost trust in the boss and the second in command, and may even suspect that the two are colluding with him.

Regardless of how many flaws there are in this idea - if the boss really wanted to do this, he wouldn't check the identity of the mistress, and after he found out, he would directly expose it.

It is not impossible for a person who has completely lost his composure to turn a blind eye to doubts after going up.

But in this case, wouldn't it be good to directly kill the boss and take the position, and then take advantage of the situation to kill the second in command?

Don't say it can't be done, judging from the information, no one thought that the third in command would suddenly go crazy, and everyone should do what they should do.

When the boss consciously showed a fair attitude, he did not do anything to strengthen his own security arrangements.

All in all, their internal fighting is internal fighting, and the organization has nothing to do with them except for transactions. What is the benefit of robbing the organization's goods, other than introducing a powerful enemy?

Or are you talking about killing people with borrowed knives?

But for the organization, the goods must be recovered, and the culprit of the third in command must be killed.

That's why Zhongyuan Zhong, who knows the principles of organizational activities, was shocked by this completely incomprehensible suicide behavior and his eyes widened.

The round eyes made him finally look a little cute that only belongs to teenagers.

"Just stupid."

Gin is short and to the point.

The orange-haired boy nodded, tapped the phone screen, and asked, "Shall we go find the goods?"

Since Prometheus can list all the causes and consequences, he naturally knows where the cargo hidden by the third leader is.

However, Gin denied it.

"This batch of equipment is smuggled. The organization attaches great importance to it. Bourbon was also sent by Rum."

He snuffed out the remaining half of the cigarette, and Chuya reached out to take it tacitly, the fingertips of the black gloves flashed red, and this fragile thing disappeared.

Gin nodded silently in his heart, his control was finally exercised well.

Then, he told him another bad news, "Besides, the boss invited detective Mori Kogoro to look for the goods."

An'an has done business with the organization for several years, so the boss is naturally not a cheap lamp.To be honest, there was nothing wrong with his decision this time.

He even considered the emotions of the two subordinates in advance, even if he found out that the mistress was the illegitimate daughter he had made in his early years, he didn't hide it, but said it openly.

With a more normal-minded subordinate, this matter should be over and it will be over.

The only victim was the mistress.It doesn't matter whether she knows it or not, after all, her life is not under her own control, but to listen to the wishes of the green third in command.

Even her biological father, the eldest, acquiesced.

He's not stupid, he knew it was broken when he heard the news that his subordinates had snatched the goods and ran away.Although he didn't know the specifics of the organization that had been using their port to transport goods mysteriously in the past few years, they were all murderous guys.

If the goods are lost, it is no different from the third-in-command directly killing him.

If he could choose, he would rather this idiot come and attack him directly. With standing bodyguards around him, there might be hope of a comeback.

What now?

There is no other way except to hope that the famous detective Mori Kogoro from Tokyo can live up to his name and get the goods back before the organization sends someone.

Naturally, he secretly arranged for himself to retreat.

Shinichiro Uehara, with a sincere and unaffected face, firmly held Kogoro Mouri's hand: "Then I will ask a detective."

"Don't worry, the famous detective Ben Maori will definitely get your goods back."

Unlike Mori Kogoro, who has been flattered by compliments and doesn't know his name at all, Kudo Shinichi, who is held by his childhood sweetheart, that is, Edogawa Conan, feels that the other party's rhetoric is full of weirdness.

To put it bluntly, he didn't really believe what the other party said, and he had already reported to the police.

But this cannot be dismantled face to face.

Regardless of the real situation, it is natural for others to spend a lot of money to hire detectives because they want to protect their privacy.What's more, the other party also said that it was a normal product. After finding it, they were willing to let them open the box for inspection.

His attitude can be said to be quite aboveboard, and the commission fee is as generous as his attitude.

Conan, who has never been beaten by the society and didn't know that people have planned to kill them immediately as soon as they find something, although he is puzzled, he still started to search for clues conscientiously.

After all, I still can't resist the fun of solving puzzles.

Just when Conan fell headlong into the pit, a man named Amuro Toru and codenamed Bourbon also came to Yokohama.

If it wasn't for Dazai being sent to Mikunami, the one who came back here should be the newly promoted Bacardi.Without him, this rookie, who is said to be underage, not only brought a lot of information to the organization, but also destroyed many gang organizations, large and small.

While provoking countless battles, he himself not only retreated with a lot of information.There are still a lot of nails left behind, and only that one and Lang Mu know that all the organizations that he left nails in have not been destroyed, and have gained a lot of development after the battle.

Even the one who insists on lurking below the surface of the water and seldom deals with organizations with fixed sites like local gangs, can't remain indifferent to such a huge intelligence network.

It is also because of Dazai's actions that Toru Amuro, no, as a public security officer, Fuguya Rei has been working overtime during this period, and his dark circles are about to come out.

To this end, he also quit several good part-time jobs.

Logically speaking, as Bourbon, he should approach the newcomer Bacardi, but this newcomer is even more mystical than his mysticism and cannot be approached at all.

After testing Belmode once in the name of curiosity, she even gave him a warning.

"Don't worry, he won't threaten your status here. Rum and that one both value him and will send him to a more suitable platform soon."

In short, putting Dazai in this country makes them feel inferior.

It has to be said that, as a police officer for several days in a row, helping to clean up the damage caused by Dazai, facing those messy traces, and hearing the news again, his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

This secretive expression was obviously captured by Belmode and misunderstood.She picked up her lips, showing a mocking expression.

Toru Amuro pretended he didn't see it, and pressed his eyebrows: "Large and small, there are more than 30 fires. Besides, this newcomer is also..."

He stopped talking, and couldn't find any adjectives for a while.

Arrogant?then what?

It was a type he had never seen in an organization that assembled all kinds of insane talent.

"In the beginning, it was just a small task assigned by Rum. Later, it was the one who personally paid attention to the whole process."

Belmode looked out of the window, and from her perspective, she could just enjoy the sparkling Tsurumi River.I can't help but think of the boy who named himself Osamu Dazai, the pair of iris eyes that looked at him were empty.

At that time, I only saw burnout and world-weariness, but now that I think about it carefully, it was clearly Bao Liang who belonged to the monster.

She clenched her teeth, and the woman whose heart had been given to those two children suppressed the trembling in her heart, propped up a powerful illusion, and smiled, "30? You must have said a little less."

not enough?

Of course it is less.

As a public security officer, Jiang Gu Ling knew that the closer number was 53. This was the information obtained by the Police Department's fourth investigation department in charge of gang crimes, but the actual situation must be more than that.

The only thing that can be thankful is that all the gunpowder smoke was submerged under the water. Except for a few unlucky homeless men, no more ordinary people were involved.

He didn't even know whether to thank the other party for his kindness, or to reprimand this Bacardi for being crazy.

"It's really... a big scene!"

Toru Amuro, remembering the persona of the winery, swallowed the word "terrible" on his lips, and with a half-smile on his face, he changed an adjective—it sounded like the front wave being hit by the back wave on the beach Yes, compared to ridicule, it is inexplicably sour.

Maybe a little bit unconvinced.

"Anyway, he's gone to Mold Country to harm Brandy now, and he won't come back if there is no accident."

Belmode waved his hand, mocking, "You don't have to worry."

Originally, that person wanted to get the newcomer Bacardi to help kill Akai Shuichi, but as long as he thought that Kudo and Mao Lilan were still active in this land, they might meet Bacardi. Don't worry.

Bacardi has become addicted to suicide, her angel is so kind, how could she not save her after seeing it?

So, I stepped up a little bit and sent the person away directly.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just that the newcomers are too capable. Doesn't it seem that us old people are too lax!"

Toru Amuro smiled brightly, looking at Belmod with nausea.

"He made a big fuss. Even if the cops didn't catch any clues, it's better to leave here for the sake of safety."

That one thought so, and she added fuel to the fire.

"It's really amazing."

Amuro Toru's heart was burning with anger, and his internal organs were burning with pain.But on the surface, he still pretended to be calm and calm.

Belmode was right. At first, no one thought that there was someone manipulating behind this.

Infighting, collisions, death.

It happened so naturally.

If he hadn't been undercover in the organization, I'm afraid he would never have imagined that Bacardi, who had met in Café Poirot and discovered his bug, would be such a dangerous person.

Before he even had time to investigate Suzuki Mikazuki's matter, he took the first step and listed Bacardi as the first echelon that should be vigilant.

With gin, shoulder to shoulder.

"I heard that you recommended the newcomer to Rum?"

Toru Amuro smiled and exchanged acting skills with the Oscar-winning star, and asked genuinely and curiously, "How did you discover such a talent?"

Belmode: "You want to pick it up too?"

Amuro smiled without saying a word.

"Then you can dance Tsurumigawa a few more times."