When the group leader becomes the boss of the black organization[Comprehensive]

Late night, Miami.

Nightclubs, luxury cars, beauties and deafening rock music are the best embellishments of this drunken city.The colorful neon lights shine dazzlingly, hiding all the darkness and filth under the psychedelic colors

Kuroro sat in front of the bar, drinking his own wine, turning a blind eye to the drug deal of the two white men next to him.

"Look, look, what did I find?"

A woman with a hot body and pale golden waves walked to the bar and sat down with a glass of martini.She leaned against the bar, posed a charming pose towards Kuroro, and brushed her hair unintentionally.

"Baby, this is not the place you should come." The woman smiled with her red lips lifted.

Kuroro could clearly feel the jealous eyes cast on him by the men behind him.He curled his lips into a slight smile, turned slightly to raise his glass to the lady gentleman and asked, "Really?"

Belmode was taken aback, and then she smiled: "So it's not Alice who got lost with Mr. Rabbit, but the White Queen?"

She picked up the glass of martini placed on the bar, and lightly clinked glasses with the man in front of her.The glasses collided with each other and made a crisp "ding".

Kuroro stared at the swaying blue liquid in the cup and smiled.

"I'm neither Alice nor the White Queen," he said, looking at the woman opposite him with a smile, "I'm the king."

"I am king."

He said every word.

"King?" Belmode looked at him as if he was looking at a child who hadn't grown up yet, "Whose King are you?"

For a moment, she felt that she was stupid for asking this question.At first, it was only because the young man's attire was incompatible with this place, and he was not bad looking, that she thought of approaching him to strike up a conversation, but she didn't expect that he still had a second childhood illness.

What a disappointment, Belmode curled his lips and thought to himself.

She put down the unfinished wine glass without interest, and was about to get up to leave when the young man looked at her with a smile and said to her with his mouth:

"--yours."

"Bermode," Kuroro shook the glass lightly, "good name. It's also fickle."

Belmode froze when he was about to get up.She stared at Kuroro incredulously, and asked tentatively:

"...Boss?"

"In less than ten years, you will forget about me." Kuroro didn't look at her again, but casually stirred the blue cocktail in his hand with a straw.

"Is there a new love? I guess... Gin? Or someone else?"

Belmode laughed.She seemed to be turned on by these words for an instant, and her movements became more and more charming.

"You're joking," she sat down again, and stared at Kuroro with her face propped up, her eyes were slowly fascinated and loyal, "Who in the organization doesn't know that I am your woman? How could anyone dare to think of me?" ?”

"Really." Kuroro put down his stirring hand, turned around and looked at Belmode.As if noticing the man's gaze, the blond woman's eyes became more tender.

"Bell," Kuroro sighed, he gently raised his hand, and pinned a strand of the woman's hanging hair behind her ear, acting intimately as if they were a real couple, "I love you the most recent Efficiency... very unsatisfactory."

Belmode's smile was a bit stiff, but Kurolo didn't give her a chance to argue, but continued: "I will go to Japan in a while. You tell those people for me-I don't need an army full of traitors. , fools and spies."

"I hope that when I set foot on the land of Japan, I can see a fairly clean organization." Kuroro looked at her gently, and the tone of the question was soft as if he was discussing the contents of dinner with her. "OK?"

Cold sweat trickled down her back.

Belmode would not be so stupid as to believe that Kuroro was discussing with her.She swallowed a mouthful of saliva to relieve her dry throat, and forced a smile: "I understand, boss."

Kuroro let out a satisfied sound from his nose.Then he turned back and stopped looking at the woman, and started drinking his own wine again.

But this time, she didn't dare to bother Belmod anymore even if she gave Belmode a hundred courage.She even wanted to slap herself 10 minutes ago—to tell you to strike up a conversation!

She stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and walked out of the bar with her head held high like a queen, but as soon as she got back into the car, she immediately collapsed on the steering wheel, her body constantly shaking from excessive fear.

So, what's going on with that man... What's going on with that feeling of dying...

She couldn't help panting, and it took a long time to return to normal, but the feeling of fear that penetrated into her soul lingered in her mind for a long time.Even the ordinary smile of a young man was considered by her to be a devil's smile.

That is AFO, that gentleman... Belmode climbed on the steering wheel, and instantly remembered the little detective in Japan, the one she once believed would destroy the organization - "Silver Bullet".

The little detective must not confront the boss right now!

Belmode remembered the man's words.Is he going to Japan to purge organizations? !

She gritted her teeth and slammed on the accelerator.I must rush to Japan as soon as possible!

Kuroro, who is checking out at the bar: Well, it seems that reading pressure is still useful in scaring people in this world...

******

"Really, why do I have to go to the airport to send a big man off!" Mori Kogoro stood in the lobby of the waiting room staring at the plane that was taking off, and said displeased.

"Dad, this is our guest, and he insisted on asking you to deliver it because he was so grateful to Dad, didn't he?" Xiaolan sighed.

It is true to say so, but why do you even have to pull us over... Conan on the side put on a helpless expression.

"Isn't that good, big detective." Hui Yuan said softly standing next to him, "It's better to give someone away than we continue to do single-digit multiplication in the classroom, isn't it?"

"Hehe." Conan rolled his eyes, it's not much better, okay?

"Let's go, Dad!" Xiaolan held her breath, and dragged Mouri Kogoro back who suddenly saw a beautiful woman who refused to move.Conan sighed, it was finally over.

"Huihara, why didn't you follow..." Conan asked her strangely when he saw that Huiyuan was still standing there.Turning around, she saw the girl hugging her arms tightly with both hands, she shrank into a ball, trembling uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you?" Conan frowned and asked, suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Is it the black organization? There are people from the black organization here, right?!" He asked Huiyuan anxiously.

Haibara nodded tremblingly.She was shaking so badly that she couldn't even walk, her whole body was in a ball, and she had to bow her head and squat on the ground with her knees hugged.

"Ai Jiang? What's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Xiaolan hurried over.Conan looked at Haibara's state, and his heart was heavy - this is a state that he didn't even meet Gin!Who is the person from the black organization? !

"Absolutely."

Kuroro watched the farce over there from a distance, and said softly.

While Conan was looking around, Haibara suddenly stopped trembling.

"Ai Jiang, are you okay?" Xiaolan was pleasantly surprised, but then became worried again, "I'd better go to the hospital to check, in case it is some acute gastrointestinal disease..."

"What's the matter with you?" Conan was also surprised, he asked Haibara in a low voice.

Haibara shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.But the only thing she was sure of was that the feeling just now was definitely not her own illusion!It was an aura even more terrifying than Gin...

No, it can't be that person, right?she thought in horror.

But she quickly comforted herself, why that gentleman came to Japan suddenly, she must be thinking too much.

"Hello, security check. Please show your ID card." The security lady blushed slightly as she looked at the handsome young man in front of her.

Kuroro smiled and handed over his ID card.

"Kurorolushiru?" She looked at the name on the ID card in surprise, "What a strange name... Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"It doesn't matter, many friends have laughed at my name." The young man replied politely, "I come from a small country, and because I am of mixed race, I have always wanted to visit Japan."

"Are you a mixed race? No wonder you look so handsome." The security lady smiled, "Then I wish you a pleasant journey here."

Hearing this, the young man slightly deepened his smile.

"It will." He replied with a smile.