[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

Her crimson eyes turned to Kusanagi's direction, there was no question or confusion inside, it was still like a pool of stagnant water, only the slight movement of her head could make people feel that she was looking at the colorful candy paper.

"Interested in this?"

"..."

"If you like candy, just say it, that's right, don't eat what strangers give you."

"..."

"You're welcome."

Edogawa Conan pushed his glasses and sighed: "What are you guys communicating with, I don't understand at all."

From the sidelines, regardless of other things, these two people really look like a pair of brothers and sisters. If you look closely, they are basically two facial paralyzed talking through radio waves.Although Kusanagi talks a lot and often makes frivolous jokes, he will always use the same face to narrate terrible facts, or to tease people without changing his face, which makes people confused.

He had never seen the guy smile, after all.

"Brother Kusanagi?" Edogawa Conan called in a cute tone. Since Kusanagi was a few years older than Kudo Shin, there would be no unnecessary psychological barriers when he shouted.

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"Smile, Brother Kusanagi?"

"...Hey, let me tell you, if you say such crazy things in front of the corpse, what will you do if you are haunted by the unjustly dead soul in the middle of the night." Kusanagi sighed, the candy slipped from the fingertips and fell into the girl's palm, She looked down a bit sluggishly.

But of course, Kusanagi didn't care about the person lying next to a corpse. He reviewed his experience of the past twenty years, and said seriously: "No, why do human beings laugh?"

"How to laugh..." Conan raised his head suspiciously, "Probably, when you feel happy, you naturally relax your muscles, and then face the person you like..."

"Oh, you know how to fall in love even though you're only a high school student. The popular detective is really nice."

Kusanagi tried his best to make his calm tone into a cadence, but the silver-haired girl still stood there like a stake, staring at the corner of her black and purple skirt.The commotion between them didn't affect the police officers, they didn't care what the people at the scene did, Kusanagi guessed that they already had suspects.

"News from the headquarters." The slightly frivolous male police officer approached Kirihara and whispered, "It's the star of BK-201, that's right. This man is a well-known intelligence agent. I'm afraid he has been targeted for a long time."

"I see." Kirihara nodded, facing the audience: "I'm very sorry for taking up everyone's time, and please leave your identity and witness information in order, don't be nervous."

Kusanagi tugged at the little detective who still wanted to jump up and see the corpse, and quietly wrote down what he saw and heard in the police officer’s notebook—but his information was really not important, after all, he was with Kudo Shinichi (not wearing clothes) to stay elsewhere, this is the so-called alibi.

"Kudou-kun... No, Conan-kun." Kusanagi carefully selected the chocolate that was not white dry, and after hearing the whole story from Conan, he thought it would be better not to give this kind of thing to children casually, " There are also many kinds of heart paralysis, such as those caused by electric shocks. Wouldn’t it be romantic and fantastic to die in a dark movie theater because of the electric light?”

"Why does Brother Kusanagi think so?"

Kusanagi looked at Conan slowly unwrapping the wrapping paper, "Intuition, intuition, and didn't Conan-kun saw it but didn't say it? There was an unnatural burnt spot on the corpse's clothes—you originally wanted to use this to find out murderer?"

"I—cough cough, cough, it's so spicy!"

"Ah, that one is mustard."

Kusanagi's unchanged expression was reflected in the eyes blurred by physical tears.

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"Why do you keep putting on this stupid face?"

After staring at each other for a long time, Gin finally lost his battle and had to say what he wanted to say half an hour ago in a domineering CEO tone.Kusanagi Kyouko was already sitting in front of him, making no less than ten grimaces at him with a distorted face, and there was a tendency to intensify.

what is this?Halloween or April Fools?Or do you hold a grudge because you didn't agree to the movie ticket?

In order to complete the task before Kusanagi returned to the apartment on time, Gin, who drove a little too fast, was a little tired.

"Actually, I'm laughing."

Kusanagi said leisurely.

Gin confirmed his expression again.

"Are you drinking too much?"

He began to consider whether it would be better to apply cold water to his head, or make a bowl of hangover soup, but this is Kusanagi's field of expertise, he, the killer, has no feelings.

Kusanagi seemed to have lost all his strength, and slammed his chin on the table with a bang, which made Gin feel as if he had taken the wrong route.He concluded aloud: "It's a failure again."

"what?"

"Smile, smile——I also want to show someone I like without such a bad expression. It's unexpectedly difficult. How should I put it, I don't seem to have the talent for this, although I say I'm sad and angry. , but it can’t give people a sense of reality.” Kusanagi said, “Well, there’s nothing I can do with facial paralysis... I accept my fate.”

"..." Qin Jiu looked down at the young man lying on the table in a big character shape, "boring."

"Huh? Is it really so boring! It's rare for me to be as emotional as a girl manga, so it's okay to give me a little support, Mr. Kurosawa——"

"It's really boring." Gin Jiu denied again, "It's boring to think about it, so it's fine if you do it now."

As if struck by lightning, Kusanagi suddenly sat up on his knees propped up on the table, and he and Gin were almost face to face.Gin and wine remained unmoved, and Kusanagi said pleasantly, "I never thought Mr. Kurosawa could make such a philosophical speech."

Gin who doesn't know whether he is being praised or sarcastic: "..."

"Today is really unlucky, I encountered a murder case."

Kusanagi sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened, and narrated what he saw today. Of course, the parts about Kudo Shinichi and Edogawa Conan were omitted for now. Fantastic stories of this level must be told later.What's more, Conan mentioned a certain organization wearing black clothes that made him become like this... Kusanagi glanced at Gin, who didn't change his clothes at home, and always felt a bit similar.

Does he really wear this outfit every time he goes out?The one who can't recognize him is the problem with his eyes...

"Well, that's it. In the movie theater, the mysterious person who electrocuted the man without any equipment. The police think it was done by a wanted man, even though he doesn't seem to be there."

Gin was silent, Kusanagi stared at the hat on his silver hair, felt that little devil in his heart was about to move again, couldn't help reaching out to get it.A leather-covered hand restrained him with just the right amount of force, and the killer warned: "Contractor."

"Huh?" Kusanagi, who withdrew his hand, tilted his head in doubt, "What's the matter with the name of this sudden second disease?"

"Don't approach them." Gin said, lighting a cigarette, "The killer group exists in the world covered by the police. They are just monsters with certain abilities. Don't try to find them."

"Including electricity..." Kusanagi knocked on the table, "Isn't that a perpetual motion machine? What principle do they use to generate electricity?"

Gin shook his head: "Your point... that's all. Contractors are monsters who need to pay a price to obtain their abilities. It is not difficult to kill them, after all, they are still human beings."

Human... huh?

Kusanagi couldn't remember any price he had paid for his invincibility.To be precise, not only can he not be killed, but time seems to be completely stagnant, and his physique is different from ordinary people. He can't taste spoiled food, hardly gets sick, and alcohol and narcotics have no effect. However, Kusanagi has never No memory of paying for it.

I really hope to meet the contractor.

Kusanagi threw the messy thoughts out of his mind, and asked, "Mr. Kurosawa, have you ever heard of Kudo Shinichi's name?"

"..."

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

Gin is not good at lying.Kusanagi took out an apple from the basket on the table, peeled off the skin little by little with a fruit knife, and divided it into six equal crescents.

"Mr. Kurosawa." He picked up one of the pieces, shook it, and then crushed it, "Shall I feed you?"

He also wears gloves at home, and he can understand the idea of ​​not wanting to leave fingerprints, but he still can't help but feel that eating with an elegant posture is really hard.Gin looked at him as if he was telling a joke, and the silver-haired man took a stainless steel fork from the sideboard and stabbed into the flesh slowly.

The apple petal touched Kusanagi's lips.

"Eh?"

Gin was opposite him, staring at him indifferently, but he never retracted the action of feeding the apple on the fork.Kusanagi swallowed the flesh with difficulty, and Gin's attitude was simply die or eat it.

Instead, I was fed PLAY... I lost.

Inexplicable loss.

Just as Kusanagi was about to open his mouth to complain, his phone vibrated in his pocket, and on the screen was the note name of the landlord. Kusanagi almost thought that he forgot to pay last month's rent... No, it should have been paid.

"Hi, I'm Kusanagi."

"Excuse me, hello. I found you from this gentleman's recent call records. His mobile phone was dropped on the scene, one was crushed, but the other one is still intact... Now we are In Mihua Hospital, this—Mr. Natori—appears to be attacked by a knife-testing killer, can you come here and take care of him?"

Kusanagi put down the phone in a daze, and Gin, who heard everything from the sidelines, looked at him.

"Is this a new type of scam call?"

"..."

"Mr. Landlord, he didn't take his name..."