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

"Oh, this is Curacao." Toru Amuro looked at the silver-haired woman sitting next to him, breathing calmly, and said with a smile, "She is really a beauty."

"..."

"Stop talking nonsense, Bourbon." Gin sitting in front suddenly said, "I will stop at the nearest stronghold of the organization later, I have something to do next, Rum's people, let him pick it up."

"Bourbon will come with me," said the silver-haired woman to him. "Mr. Rum wants to see him."

Amuro widened his eyes slightly when he heard the words: "Why are you seeing me? Let me tell you first, I was just pulled over by Gin Jiu for this task, and I got a soy sauce at the end, it's not my half-money relationship."

"This is Lord Rum's judgment, and I have no way of interfering." Kuroro kept his expression unchanged, and read out the lines prepared by the police according to the script.

"Discuss this on your own, don't ask me." Gin looked a little impatient, but he didn't know whether it was about this topic or the person mentioned in the conversation, "That Rum is really getting more and more concerned about himself." Seriously."

"Master Rum is just doing his due duty, and his loyalty to the boss is unquestionable." Kuroro, who was sitting in the back row of the helicopter with his eyes closed and meditating, said in a nonchalant way according to Curacao's personality. He said a word, then suddenly opened his eyes, and asked the silver-haired man sitting in front:

"What about you, Gin?"

He looked at Qin Jiu's back, his strange eyes were full of ridicule and evil humor.

"..."

Gin was suddenly at a loss for words, and he sat there, pressing his lips tightly, without saying a word.

Looking at his unspeakable appearance, Toru Amuro wondered in his heart, is there anything wrong with this?

"I...Of course I do." Gin squeezed out a few words with difficulty.It's a pity that Kuroro, who was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, didn't want to just let him go. Instead, he chased after the victory and asked, "What are you too?"

Qin Jiu heard the unconcealable smile mixed in the crisp female voice, he gritted his teeth angrily, and said bitterly as if he was going all out:

"—Of course I am also loyal to Boss!"

Kuroro was satisfied, he was finally willing to let go of the gin, and sat on the back of the chair contentedly, and fell asleep.

Toru Amuro, who was listening in a daze, said, "..."

So what do these two really mean?He racked his brains and thought all the way, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out, and the two of them seemed to have no intention of explaining.

"Leave Curacao to us."

On the tarmac, two big men in black suits said to Gin.

Qin Jiu got off the helicopter and strode away from the two of them, not even bothering to give them a look.

"Cohn, Chianti, go!" he shouted.

The two big men silently watched Gin Jiu and the other two go away, turned their heads to look at the wheat-colored young man who jumped out of the helicopter, frowned and said, "Bourbon, why don't you leave? "

"I asked him to stay." Kuroro replied for him, "I think it is necessary for Lord Rum to meet him."

"Mr. Rum only asked you to go there alone." The big man was unmoved, and stared coldly at Toru Amuro who was watching the play with a relaxed smile on his face, "We can't trust this kid. You Are you trying to disobey Mr. Rum's orders?"

"I think what Lord Rum needs is a subordinate who knows how to use his thinking to benefit him, not a mad dog who doesn't have a brain to point where to bite." Mi, a strong man like an iron tower, sneered, "That's why I have a code name and you don't."

"You bastard—!"

"I advise you to calm down." Kurolo looked at them coldly, "Call Lord Rum and tell him to bring bourbon is my judgment, I believe the choice of adults will tell you who we are That's right."

"..."

"How?" Kuroro asked with a smile.

"Curaçao..." The big man hung up the phone, stared at the woman in front of him with hatred for a long time, and finally let go, "Let that kid follow!"

"Oh, is it finally over?" Toru Amuro looked a little reluctant, "I thought I could stop going..."

He slowly followed the footsteps of the two, and exchanged a knowing glance with Kuroro behind them.

"Where are they now?" Conan asked while he was speeding through the streets on his skateboard while pressing his earphones.

"In the sixth block... we are about to enter the seventh block." Akai Shuichi answered him, "People from the FBI and the police department are almost here."

He glanced at the computer on the co-pilot, and in the middle of the screen, a flashing red dot was constantly moving.Akai Shuichi planned the route in his mind, turned the steering wheel and chose to take a shortcut.

"This is one of our safe houses, get out of the car." The driver in the black suit parked the car on the side of the road, turned to Kuroro and Toru Amuro who were sitting in the back seat.

Kuroro and Amuro Toru did not express any objection.However, at the moment when Toru Amuro bent down and got out of the car, he flicked his finger lightly, quickly crushed a gadget in the blind spot of the watchers and threw it under the car.

Akai Shuichi, who was driving, was taken aback, and the red dot on the computer screen disappeared.

"Start plan B! Let the expert team take the equipment and go to the place where the signal disappeared!" In the conference room of the police department, the person in charge of this operation looked at the sudden interruption of the signal and hurriedly shouted at the busy people below.

"Go in, we want to check if there is anything small on you." The two big men pulled out their guns and pointed them at the backs of Kuroro and Amuro and threatened in a low voice, "You two, it's best not to be caught by us." What did you find out..."

"Especially you, Bourbon." He didn't dare to lose his temper at Rum's popular man Curacao, so he had to vent his anger on Toru Amuro, "Go in!"

Amuro Toru was pushed by him and almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Fifteen minutes later, the two big men came out of the house with dark expressions on their faces, and got into the car again without saying a word.Carry Kuroro and Amuro Toru and continue to drive forward.

On the side of the road, an elementary school student who was playing football was almost knocked down by a car. The owner of the car rolled down the window and shouted: "What kind of football are you playing on the street? Watch the cars on the road!"

"Sorry, sorry." Conan smiled at him while watching the situation on the street from the corner of his eye.While the bodyguard standing at the door of the safe house was not paying attention, he stuffed the things in his hand to Akai Shuichi in the car.

Akai Hideichi smiled at him, silently said "nice job", then rolled up the car window, and swaggered away in the car just before the watchers at the door noticed the situation here.

The car carrying Kuroro and Toru Amuro finally stopped at the entrance of an inconspicuous hotel after going around and making sure no one was following them.

This is a hotel that is not as simple as a hotel, but it is definitely not luxurious. Kuroro got out of the car and glanced at it before losing interest.

A rat in the gutter, that was the only thing he thought of Rum.

This person tried his best to hide his identity, and he was timid and cautious to the point of paranoia. It can be understood from the fact that there are no more than ten people in the organization who know his true identity.Even the boss of the AFO organization has not known his exact whereabouts for nearly ten years.

Because of Rum's transcendent status in the organization, he can delegate tasks to his subordinates and enjoy the results by himself.And in the ten years when AFO has almost disappeared, his appetite has grown and his courage has grown day by day-this is the most important reason why Kuroro wants to get rid of him.

He despises this kind of person very much.It seems unfathomable and mysterious, but in fact, it can be summed up in two words - fear of death.

The elevator rose slowly.

Toru Amuro glanced at the silver-haired woman standing beside him with her eyes closed and rested, and suddenly had another doubt in her heart, did this woman really betray the organization just like that?

Obviously she has passed a series of professional tests, so it can be said that there is absolutely no fake, but why... my sixth sense always feels that there is something wrong?

But before he could finish thinking, the elevator door slowly opened with a soft "ding".

The corridor was quiet, and there was no one there, only a few dim lights illuminating the old wallpaper around.

The two led them to a room.

"Dong dong—dong" he knocked lightly on the door, with two long and one short voices.

"Lord Rum, we've already brought you here." He raised his voice a little and shouted towards the door.

"...Come in." After a while, a hoarse voice sounded.

The door was slowly opened, and there was a desk in the room, which was facing the gate.Rum sat on the swivel chair behind the table with his back facing the door, and when he heard footsteps, he smiled and turned the chair to the two—

"Curaçao," Rum said softly, "welcome back, my right-hand man... oh, and this guest."

The door of the room was closed by the two people from the outside, and a tall and thin young man was standing beside Rum, staring coldly at the two people who had just arrived here.

"You should have brought back some useful information, so let's listen to it now," Rum said to Kuroro with a smile, "I'm curious about those people... who betrayed our organization. "

"Mr. Rum," Kuroro bowed to him, but when he raised his head, he said to the person in front of him in an unassuming manner, "I hope this news will only be told to you. Please let him out."

As he spoke, he gestured to the young man beside Rum with his eyes.

"What the hell are you planning?" The man stared at Kurolo, and couldn't help but yelled, "I'm Mr. Rum's confidant! Curacao, you..."

But Rum raised his hand, stopping his next words.

"Can you tell me why?" He calmly asked the silver-haired woman in front of him.

"Because this list is of great importance, the moment I saw it, I swore in my heart that I would only tell it to you." Kuroro replied.

"Do you mean that I am also a traitor?!" The young man asked him angrily.

"Okay." Rum stopped him again, "Just go out for a while. Be with this... Bourbon over here."

"Mr. Rum!" The young man looked shocked and angry, and there was a bit of grievance that was not easy to detect.

"I trust Curacao's judgment." That was all Rum said.

"..."

"I understand." The young man finally reluctantly agreed.

When only Rum and Kuroro were left in the room, Rum looked at the silver-haired woman standing in front of him and suddenly smiled.

He stood up against the table and let out a long sigh.

"Curaçao, Curacao, to be honest, I really didn't expect that you..."

In an instant, the situation changed suddenly!

The silver-haired woman used her hand as a blade, and lightly tapped Rum's neck with her fingertips; however, almost at the same time, a gun was also pressed against his forehead.

The two just stretched their arms flat like this, looked at each other without blinking, and didn't speak for a while.

In the end, Rum, who still felt confident, spoke out first.

"May I ask why?" He smiled and asked Kurolo, "Although I knew from the first moment I saw you that you had betrayed me, I really couldn't figure out why you betrayed me."

"Does betrayal need a reason?" Kuroro asked him with a smile, "Isn't this kind of thing existing from the beginning?"

"...You are right." Rum was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled darkly.

"So, did the police give you something that I can't give you?" He asked tentatively, "Fame? Status? Money? No, I can give you all of these. Then..."

"I don't think it's the so-called 'stability', right?" He stared at the calm silver-haired woman in front of him, with a sarcastic expression, "You think you can rest easy after you've reformed? Can I write it off?"

He looked at the silver-haired woman in front of him as if she had given up, and slowly put down his right hand, with a cruel arc on the corner of his mouth, and said to her with a complacent expression:

"Now that things have happened, do you have anything else to say? Speaking of which, if you choose to tell the list obediently, I can still consider giving you an easier way to die."

"Thank you so much. However, I do have a question I want to ask you." Kuroro put his hands casually by his side, as if he didn't care about the muzzle of the gun on his forehead. With the purest curious expression on his face, he asked him:

"Pandora... is it where you are?"

Rum slowly opened his eyes wide. He stared blankly at the black-haired young man who had changed back to his original appearance before him, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"—Boom!"

A sudden gunshot came from the house.

"Lord Rum!" The few people guarding the door were about to break open the door and go in. The young man looked particularly anxious.But at the moment when he was about to force his way in, Toru Amuro made a decisive decision and immediately snatched the gun from the hand of the black suit next to him, and put it on the back of his head.

"Bourbon..." The young man gritted his teeth and straightened up, tilting his head and glaring fiercely at the people behind him from the corner of his eye.

"You and that woman are indeed traitors!" he growled.

"I advise you to be more aware of current affairs. This hotel is full of our people. Reinforcements will arrive immediately. At that time, I will definitely let you die miserably!" the young man threatened threateningly.

"Really." Toru Amuro said coldly, "Then whoever is Bibi will arrive first."

As he said that, a series of footsteps came from the corridor.

The young man looked over with hope, but was completely desperate when he saw the person who came——

"Shuichi Akai...FBI!" He said in disbelief, "And the Japanese police..."

"How is it possible?! Where are our people!" The young man shouted in despair.

"Remove the sentence before 'and'!" Amuro gritted his teeth and pressed the young man to the ground, and put him in handcuffs, "It's 'Only Japanese Public Security'! Listen to me Already!"

"Mr. Amuro..." Conan, who came panting with the SWAT team, smiled helplessly.

"What's going on in the room?" he asked Amuro.

"I don't know." Holding the gun, Toru Amuro kicked the door open while talking.

"Don't move!" he yelled.

The silver-haired woman turned her head to look at the people at the door, and raised her hands innocently.And at her feet was Rum, who was already lying in a pool of blood.

"..."

"So it's over like this?" Osamu Dazai looked at the person sitting across from him in disbelief.

"Yeah, what else?" Kuroro was very helpless. He picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, "What does Dazai-kun think?"

"I didn't even get a chance to play!" The curly-haired young man lay on the table and yelled, beating his chest and feet, "I just went to check something, why did you end here? It can be regarded as a small boss, with this kind of appearance rate, it must not survive even three episodes in a TV series!"

"Isn't this very good." Kuroro dragged his cheeks, turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window in the afternoon, turned his head and said to him, "At least you can appear in the It's in the organization."

"That's what I said..." Osamu Dazai still had the frustrated expression of an unhappy baby.

"However, if I hadn't watched from the beginning to the end, I would have been stunned by you." Holding the spoon, he casually stirred the curry in front of him, and smiled at the black-haired young man in front of him, "First cut Play Curaçao, who really lost his memory, and then pretend to be her to enter the police station. After successfully gaining the trust of the police, he pretends to cooperate with the organization through gin, so that both the police and the organization think that "Curaçao" is himself people……"

"After confirming that the needs of both parties are to overthrow Rum, because Rum has always believed that you have not betrayed, he will definitely meet you in person. In this way, the police can get rid of their confidantes and stand on the side of Gin. The members of the organization on this side are happy to see Rum's downfall..." Dazai Osamu shook his head, "It's really a bit greedy to kill two birds with one stone, Kuroro."

"You don't know what you think of, do you?" Kurolo asked with a smile, "Please continue, Dazai-kun, I want to hear how far you can analyze it."

"That's all I can think of for now." Dazai Osamu raised his head and glanced at him, and said lazily.

"Really." Kuroro was noncommittal.The two of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

I'm lying to you, Osamu Dazai thought.But there are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said. He has learned a lot from Mr. Sen.

To say that this plan kills two birds with one stone really underestimates the man in front of him.When Rum just took the first step, he had already seen the next dozen or even dozens of moves on the chessboard. In this case, checkmate is not a matter of course.

It’s just that I’m sorry for that beautiful lady. From now on, I’m going to live a dark life as a three-faced spy, Osamu Dazai thought with a sad expression.

……

"Ah, Curacao." Toru Amuro was a little surprised to see the silver-haired woman at the confidential meeting held by the police department.

"Is your injury healed?" he asked.

"It's just a minor injury, Mr. Amuro don't need to worry." The woman nodded to him with a smile, which seemed to be responding to his concern.

Amuro watched her pull the chair and sit beside him with a notebook and pen, and frowned slightly. He still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it...

"The meeting has begun." Seemingly noticing his distraction, the silver-haired woman turned her head to remind him in a low voice, "Didn't you say this meeting is very important? You must listen carefully to the task arrangement, Mr. Amuro."

"Ah... sorry."

Toru Amuro's thoughts that had just emerged were interrupted again. He apologized to the people around him a little embarrassedly, turned his head and began to listen to the speaker's speech seriously.

Curacao casually turned the pen in her hand, and looked at the profile of the person beside her who was listening carefully under the shining white fluorescent lamp. The corners of her lips slowly curved into a slight arc.

The author has something to say: Kuliliu: Hidden achievements and fame.

This chapter feels like a lot of information...Because splitting it into two chapters and posting it in two days will greatly reduce the effect, so let’s just add more (nearly [-] words! Why am I so hardworking!) I always feel that I have written the boy’s manga Criminal investigation drama... Sure enough, I am not suitable for brain-burning themes, so everyone can make do with it. Logically, it is okay, please don't help me find bugs (...) In general, the foreshadowing laid before and after is still good. Let's put it on so-so.

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