Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

Jing Baiye is very sensitive to other people's eyes, and he could feel that Amuro was looking at the scars on his neck and collarbone.

These wounds were from his previous life. The smoke scars came from his father's abuse after his drug addiction broke out. The scars starting from the collarbone were left by his execution.

The executions of black and white bears are varied, some of which are so big that ordinary people can't imagine them. But when it came to Jing Baiye, it took an ancient and cruel torture from the flower grower next door.

It's not surprising, the others are more normal kendoists, gamers, chefs, or legitimate underworld heirs in Japan. Just him, a super-high school-level criminal, who stole company information, assassinated, poisoned, set fire, and placed bombs... He stood out among all the outstanding students and was controversial since he entered the school.

The system didn't know what words to use to comfort him: [If only I met you earlier, so you don't have to be...]

【It's not your fault, even if you tied me up early, I... 】

Jingbaiye didn't get a super high school-level system until he killed Mahiro Koizumi in his previous life. Due to the psychological shadow left by the previous life against the artificial intelligence robot, at the beginning, he did not trust this self-aware system, and was very resistant, even if it spoke to him, he should not be able to hear it.

It wasn't until he was executed that he realized that it really didn't want to harm him.

The system was bound too late, and he refused to accept any tasks. As a result, when he was executed, he had no reward points to exchange for things to save himself. He had to rely on the system to forcibly cut off his pain perception in the middle, so that he died less so. pain. The system is working on his soul, and the sequelae still exist, and his response to pain is much smaller than that of normal people.

He even clearly remembered that he was cut several times before he died, a total of 444 cuts. He thought this number was good, and he regarded all numbers related to four as his lucky number.

Jing Baiye put the tools that Toru Amuro brought to the table, picked up one of the suitcases, put them on the table and opened them. He took out two gloves from his pocket and put them on. He pushed aside the fake banknotes that covered them, revealing two bags of white powder underneath - nearly a kilogram of **** in total.

"Is this a drug?" Amuro came over and asked while looking at the two bags.

"Well, it's still heroin."

Jing Baiye picked out a box and took out a brand new syringe inside. Although Amuro was a little afraid of him, he liked his face and temperament very much, and was willing to talk to him more when he was curious.

"On the same day that Jin Fei Shi was called to Mihua Town, Jin Jiu sent someone to search his house. It was found from his house and sent over with an expedited delivery."

Even Jinjiu doesn't know where all the code-named members' homes are, but Jinfeishi is different. He used to be Jinjiu's subordinate, and it's really easy for Jinjiu to find him.

"It's impossible for the human body to withstand such a large amount of heroin, does he still..."

"You guessed right."

Jing Baiye's expression was the same as usual, but his heart was not so calm. Even with gloves, when he touched the two bags, he still felt sick, "He is connected with another underworld organization, and the drugs are taken from there. Yes, he sells these things to ordinary people."

Jing Baiye didn't know whether Qin Feishi was sober or confused. He said he was confused. He knew very well that the organization strictly prohibited drugs and never dared to sell drugs to other members of the organization, but if he was sober, he dared to commit crimes and step on the boss. Bottom line, I'm brave enough to be photographed taking drugs directly at the training ground... Could it be that I'm addicted to drugs, and I can't control it for a while?

Counterfeit banknotes are only a trivial matter compared to drugs. If there was no such thing as drugs, Jean Feich might not have to die. Reimbursement expenses for some members of the organization start at millions of yen, some people prefer bank transfers, and some prefer to take money directly. With a few fake pictures mixed in with so much money, other than a careful researcher like Shirley, I'm afraid others won't notice it for a while.

And that underworld organization... and the original owner, to be precise, the original owner's father, also has a bit of a relationship.

Jing Baiye held the syringe in one hand and reached into the bag he brought with the other hand. With the help of the cloth, he took out the medicine exchanged in the store from the system backpack. He often does this. Others can't see his system interface. In order to prevent others from thinking that he can change things out of thin air, he often brings a bag around him to cover up.

He stuck the syringe into the mouth of the medicine bottle and pulled out the potion inside.

In addition to Veritaserum, this potion is also a system drug that Jingbaiye often exchanges. It can increase the body's tolerance to drugs, and at the same time eliminate all the pleasures brought by drugs, leaving only negative effects. Even if you are injected with drugs that exceed the limit several times, you can still live consciously.

The drug problem in Europe is much more serious than that in East Asia. When he was in Paris, he killed many members of the bottom who were infected with drugs. He has rich experience in dealing with drugs and addicts. Perhaps it was for this reason that Gin Jiu handed over Gin Fishi to him.

...Since he likes to take drugs, and even sells drugs to ordinary people, let him smoke enough at one time before he dies. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

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Gin came to the training ground on the ground floor. Vodka did not get off the car with him. He walked into the hall alone.

Friedman stood there and looked at the recent training results of the bottom members, and when he heard the footsteps, he guessed who was coming: "If you want to find Angstra, he brought Anshi to the corpse disposal. Jean Fizz was there too."

They had known each other since they were in the United States. When Friedman was undercover, his first contact in the organization was Gin. The two have worked together several times, and they know each other's personalities and ways of doing things.

Gin is not surprised that Angstra will bring Toru Amuro. This underage member has always been a good-looking member, and now he can be sure that he does not like to anger others. It is normal to bring that handsome blond mixed-race man.

"Where is Daijili?" Gin asked.

When the client was away, Friedman no longer concealed his contempt for him. "He was beaten by Jean Feish while he was discussing, and he was frightened when he wanted to see Angstra. Now he is in the infirmary."

"…"

Gin is not surprised by this man's cowardice. Compared to seeing Angstra climb the iron tower to lift the ashes of the undercover, and almost let the helicopter fall out of control, hiding in the medical room is nothing at all.

"This is the training of the lower-level members of Rice Flower Town, would you like to take a look?" Friedman said, handing over the information directly.

Gin took it, flipped through it, and then he fell silent.

It's not too bad. To be honest, he's used to it. He's seen even more impressive training results. It's just that he's a little stuck and irritable. The percentage of waste in the organization is even higher than he thought.

Thinking of this, Gin thinks it's a good thing that Angstra is back... At least he's not fighting alone.