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

The blond girl was sitting in front of the dressing table, her eyes were lowered, and her slender index finger slid across the rows of big-name lipsticks in front of her that could arouse the envy of countless women.

Eventually, her fingers settled on a lipstick in a nude shade.Just when the woman was about to pick it up, a hand stretched out from behind held her down.

Kuroro took advantage of the opportunity to pick out a red one from the other side and handed it to her, smiling with his lips curled up, "This color is more suitable for you."

Belmode raised her head, she stared blankly at the black-haired man in a suit behind her in the makeup mirror, slowly took the lipstick in front of her, and faced the mirror, little by little, dyed her lips with a flame-like color .

The woman turned her head, her red lips slightly parted, and her blond hair gleamed under the bright light.

She asked charmingly, "How is it?"

"It's beautiful." Kuroro didn't hesitate to praise himself.He stretched out his hand, wrapped up Belmode's blond hair, and tied it into a simple and elegant style.Belmode tilted his head and looked at the mirror, his expression looked very satisfied.

"So, are you my boyfriend tonight, Boss?" she asked.

"Do not."

To her surprise, Kuroro shook his head at her.He lifted his chin towards the door, smiled and said to the woman in front of him, "Your partner tonight is him."

Belmode turned her head to look, and the familiar figure leaning against the door made her raise her eyebrows involuntarily.

"It's not finished yet." The silver-haired man leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking at Belmode impatiently.

"Tsk, women are trouble."

Rewind time to a few days ago.

"Sister Xiaolan, don't go!"

Conan grabbed Xiaolan's arm and shook it back and forth vigorously. The fake and excessive coquettish voice made him feel a little sick.

"Conan, don't make trouble anymore!" Xiaolan put her waist in helplessly, lowered her head and taught him seriously: "This banquet is very important, and many famous and important people will go, and it is not easy for Dad to receive the invitation." !"

"If I met some famous people at the banquet, the business of the detective agency will be improved. So Conan, I begged my father for a long time before he agreed to take you and Ai-chan together. You have to give I am obedient!"

"Damn it, sister Xiaolan..."

Conan is gone.

Two days ago, Kogoro Mori received an invitation letter from a rich man in the upper class, inviting Kogoro Mori and his family to participate in an auction held in the Twilight Pavilion.Originally, Conan was taken to this kind of banquet quite a lot, so he didn't pay much attention to it.But what followed was a secret letter tied to the pigeon by Mr. Amuro——

"Twilight, Organization Rally, Rum and Boss, Bomb, 01-"

There was only a hasty and scribbled sentence on the note. It could be seen that Mr. Amuro was under strict surveillance, and it was with great difficulty that he passed on the information—and what did this sentence mean?It means that this is a huge crisis and a huge challenge!

Conan didn't want Xiaolan to go into the muddy water this time, but in fact he also knew that if he really did that, he might startle the snake.Because almost [-]% of the current high-class people in Japanese society have been invited to this auction, and basically all the invitees have already stated that they will definitely attend when the time comes—no one wants to miss this opportunity.You know, this may be the only chance in your life to witness and own the Stone of Immortality "Pandora"!

"So, the police have been investigating the source of the leaked 'Pandora' information before but found nothing. Now it seems that it is really a good thing that Rum did." The girl standing behind Conan said lightly, "It really was premeditated. .”

"sorrow……"

Conan read her name and said to her in a low voice: "Are you sure you want to go together too? By then, anyone there may be a member of the organization, not to mention such a big thing, Gin is sure Will also..."

Conan didn't think Gin would miss this opportunity.But he believes that since the boss of the organization is not dead yet, this man and Rum must still be in a competitive relationship.You know, any high-ranking person is happy to see the competition of his subordinates-even if they involve the lives of innocent people.

"Some things can't be avoided forever, I have to settle it." Hui Yuanai replied.Her eyes were firm, her hands clenched into fists, but her lips were pursed a little white.

Conan glanced at the stubborn guy and sighed.

"Well, it's up to you. Anyway, Subaru-san and I will definitely go, and the Metropolitan Police Department will also send people to infiltrate. Although the hero's side cannot enter the interior of the hall, they will also set up a circle around it. So, it can be said that when the time comes There must be a net of heaven and earth heavily guarded."

Conan said word by word: "This time, we will definitely catch all these guys!"

******

No matter how secretly arranged by the parties, time is still passing slowly.

Soon, it was time for the auction to start.

Numerous luxury cars stopped at the entrance of the Twilight Pavilion. Well-dressed men and beauties in exquisite and luxurious dresses walked slowly from the end of the red carpet into this beautifully decorated building with classical sculptures.

As everyone knows, the place they are going to is probably the entrance to hell.

Conan stood at the end of the steps, looking back at the pink-haired man walking up with the help of the charmingly smiling woman, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Sure enough, Mr. Subaru asked Mr. Judy to disguise himself..." He shook his head, diverted his mind from the complicated relationship between the former couple, and began to seriously examine the internal structure of the building.

There is a bomb for sure, and the Metropolitan Police Department also sent bomb disposal experts to sneak into the banquet in disguise, and both myself and Mr. Subaru knew about it.So the question is not how to dismantle it, but where to dismantle it.

Conan stood in the banquet hall, where the lights were bright, the pastries were exquisite, and the fragrance lingered around his nose. It made people relax and enjoy this wonderful night.

At least in Conan's view, Mori Kogoro on the side has been completely intoxicated by the environment surrounded by beauties.

He couldn't help but sighed again, looked up at Xiaolan who was chatting with Yuanzi, and said silently in his heart: Lan, I will definitely protect you.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of glass shattering interrupted Conan's thoughts.He looked over and found that there was already a small commotion over there——

"How do you do things!" A middle-aged man with a big belly yelled at the waiter in a low voice, "Don't you have eyes!"

Red wine was splashed all over his clothes.But fortunately, because he still maintained his identity, he didn't shout too loudly.

"I'm very sorry! I'll bring you a towel right away!" The waiter said with an apologetic face, "Is your number 37?"

"Yes!" the man said angrily.

"Then please wait a moment, I'll be right there." The waiter said respectfully.However, before he left, he asked loudly again: "Is your number 37?"

"Didn't you just say that? You lost your memory?!" The man was furious.The waiter quickly apologized with a smile.

However, before he left, he suddenly glanced at Conan from afar.

that person……

Conan opened his eyes slightly.He turned to look at Subaru-san, and the man with glasses nodded indistinctly at him.

It really is Mr. Amuro!

So, what message is Mr. Amuro trying to convey? 37... What does it represent?

Conan began to think hard, and the memory palace in his mind began to operate rapidly, from the Morse code to the Japanese anniversary, from the usual speaking habits of Mr. Amuro to the information he sent...

By the way, that information!

01-37, what do you mean? What does "-" stand for?Why add it?

Conan tries to put them together - 01-37... yes, that's right!This is the format of a Japanese license plate number!

Now the answer is obvious, as long as 01-37 is reversed, it will be 73-10, which is the license plate number of Mr. Amuro's Mazda RX7.When Conan entered the Twilight Pavilion, he focused on observing the layout here. There are many rooms here, and most of them are named after letters for the convenience of management.

For example, T3, F6, etc., so Mr. Amuro wants to tell us that the location of the bomb is in rooms R7 and X7!

Conan couldn't sit still anymore, he wanted to sneak away to dismantle these two bombs that would explode at some point, the pink-haired man beside him held him down, shook his head slightly at him, and signaled him to be quiet Don't be impatient.

"The guests haven't arrived yet," Akai Shuichi said indifferently, "The last ones are the highlight."

Just as he was speaking, a voice that was very familiar to everyone present suddenly sounded from the second floor of the hall.

"Lady salemen!"

Who is that curly-haired young man wearing a slim vest and holding a microphone to give a passionate speech, if not Rum?

"Welcome everyone to today's auction! I am today's host, Mr. Rum!" Osamu Dazai opened his arms exaggeratedly, and deliberately elongated his voice, "I hope to spend an...very unforgettable time with you all. Great night!"

Are you so arrogant? !Conan stared at him tightly, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Ah, it was the gentleman in the coffee shop!" Xiao Lan exclaimed in a low voice, "It seems that he is much more energetic than the last time we met."

The kind-hearted girl was very happy about this change from the bottom of her heart: "It should be that he discovered the beauty of life. It's really great."

Yuanzi nodded deeply: "It may be that the winery where he works has improved recently. Look at his radiant face."

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Conan, who was drinking, almost spit out the soda.

However, Dazai Osamu over there doesn't care what the few people here think, he is still passionately carrying out his hosting work on the stage: "Okay, now let's welcome some important people tonight— —”

The clear and melodious sound of the piano sounded like gurgling water, and when everyone was looking towards the door, Conan keenly noticed the black-haired young man in the corner of the stage who was concentrating on playing.He took a serious look, but couldn't find the corresponding character in his memory, so there was no change on his face for the time being.

In fact, except for Conan, no one noticed the young man who was silently sitting in front of the tripod piano at this top banquet.Even if someone saw it, they would just think it was a musician invited by the organizer and just laugh it off.

This is the problem of the system in Japanese society, Osamu Dazai thought with a smile, even the transmission of information between the Metropolitan Police Department and the public security has a gap, not to mention some heroes who have always looked down on the police.

This is why Kurolo dared to be so unscrupulous.Even if he has been arrested in Tartarus and fled swaggeringly, because his identity is AFO, the hero will definitely not announce his appearance and related information to the society.

Because it's useless and only causes panic.Do you still expect the Japanese people to send AFO to jail by reporting?

He chuckled lightly, temporarily stopping his in-depth thinking, glanced at the list in his hand, and the smile on his face deepened unconsciously.

"Next person--"

The curly-haired young man held the microphone and raised his voice excitedly: "Let's welcome the famous movie star Chrissy Wynyard! With her male partner, Mr. Kurosawa Jin!"

"Ah, it's Chris!" Xiaolan was pleasantly surprised to hear the familiar name.Conan bit the straw, looked up with some lack of interest——

"puff--!!!"

This time he really sprayed it out in one gulp.

The man came in from the door with a frosty face. He didn't wear the iconic black coat, but put on a suit in a serious manner, and his long silver hair was tied behind him;

The glamorous blonde woman gently held his arm with a hand that looked weak and boneless, and stepped on ten centimeter high-heeled shoes. Kind of attitude.

The tea-haired girl sitting next to Conan kept colliding with the spoon and the porcelain bowl in her trembling hands, making a series of "clinking" sounds.

The wives and ladies of the noble officials covered their lips with handkerchiefs, turned their heads and whispered to the girlfriends around them, and began to make self-righteous comments on this powerful pair on the field.

"Chris is here too? After so many years, why doesn't she look old?" This was a jealous question from the aging ladies.

"Who knows, maybe she went to get an injection," a lady replied sourly, "Speaking of which, who of you has seen her male companion?"

The women shook their heads in unison.The man snorted, as if he was proud that he had finally found a chance to step on her. The lady raised her voice slightly, pretending to be careless and said to her sisters: "Maybe this Kurosawa Mister is a male model, he looks good and has a good temperament."

"Oh, it's understandable. After all, if a rich woman has reached a certain age, if she doesn't have a husband, she must be looking for a playmate."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth in a pretentious gesture and laughed coquettishly.

However, among the few people present, which one is not a smart person?

Conan put down his drink with stiff cheeks.

He understood that today's him is not suitable for drinking!

Akai Hideichi couldn't help it, and let out a few strange suffocated laughter from his throat.And the originally smooth piano sound on the stage suddenly stopped for some reason, but it was quickly connected perfectly again.

And the two people closest to the lady changed their expressions almost at the same time.

Qin Jiu's face turned black in an instant, and he tried hard to restrain his urge to shoot the old woman with a single shot.

Osamu Dazai's face was flushed, and it seemed to be on the verge of turning from red to purple.

He is also trying to restrain his impulse.

...However, it was the urge to laugh wildly.

The author has something to say: 4300 words!For the continuity of the plot, I choose to explode the liver!praise me!

There are too many high-energy in this chapter, you can find some by yourself hhh But the villain group I mentioned before now seems to have a very clear division of labor - piano accompaniment Kulili, joker and vocal as Dazai, dance and appearance, and concurrently The male model Gin who often attracts rich women (?) for no reason hahahahahahaha!

Sigh here, Conan's drink is so good!

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