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The wind in Yokohama was so strong that it disturbed the three thousand green threads of gin.

Standing behind the gin, Rum spit out the hair out of his mouth twice, and he felt that his well-maintained face seemed to be beaten by countless small whips.

Can't you imitate him and shave your head?They are all gang-black people, why do they still care so much about their own beauty?

If you want to do great things, you must shave your head first. Only by washing away the red dust on your body can you get rid of worldly desires and become the strongest in the world.

They are strong, all with bald heads.

Rum was thinking about bringing up this matter at an internal round table meeting one day. Their black-clothed organization cannot learn from Mafia, a port in the world next door, where one or two kill people with beauty, and let the enemy die with nosebleeds.

It's immoral, do they know how many cleaners in Yokohama get tired and resign each year?They don't know that they only care about their own beauty, and they can't see the hardships and pains of the working people.

"This is it?" Gin didn't know about Rum's complicated psychological activities. He patrolled for a week, "The location is very hidden, did you send someone nearby to guard it?"

"There are people watching," Rum bit his cigarette butt, exhaled white mist, "This time, there must be no mistakes."

The Black Organization is a transnational criminal group, and its influence overseas is also huge, but it does not cover the sky with just one hand.The supplier of this batch of weapons is testing the waters for the first time, and the success or failure of the transaction determines whether the organization can continue to cooperate with the other party in the future.

"How is the newcomer you mentioned?" Qin Jiu turned his head and asked, "Doesn't he know Yokohama very well?"

"What newcomer?" Rum said dissatisfied, "He was an undercover agent sent by the BOSS to the police in the early days. His qualifications may be older than yours, but he has never been in touch with the organization."

"Hmph, just a low-level employee who doesn't even have a code name." Qin Jiu snorted coldly.

"Who said he didn't have a code name?" Rum retorted, "How could it be possible that the person I'm looking at doesn't have a code name?"

These days, with the help of Osamu Dazai, Rum recovered from the death of Renye Karasuma, and the internal affairs of the organization were taken care of in an orderly manner with a new look.

Rum forbids anyone to speak ill of his good brother!

"Oh?" Gin became a little interested, "What's his code name?"

Rum wanted to blurt out a resounding code name to justify his brother's name, but he got stuck and couldn't say it.

Big brother, can you have some fun, will you die if you have a code name that you can say?How should he introduce you?My brother called crab wine?

"...In short, it's a very unique code name." Rum squeaked and fooled.

If he knew that Osamu Dazai planned to change his name to Steamed Crab and Gin to Spicy Crab, he might think that the code name "Crab Wine" would be very appropriate.

"They will park the ship in the port in a while, and our people will go up to pick up the goods." Rum changed the subject: "Their ship is disguised as a cruise ship, carrying a group of wealthy tourists as a shield to avoid customs investigation. We cannot Tourists should not be seen when moving goods.”

"Why is it so troublesome?" Qin Jiu frowned, he thought that the other party only sent a small boat, and they could leave after taking the goods.

"Damn, it's normal for people to come all the way and want to take people to earn extra money." Langmu knows that life is not easy, "We just need to be careful."

Having said that, when rum and gin led the younger brothers to blow their heads in the cold wind for several hours, and finally waited for a luxury cruise ship to sail to the port, an accident still happened.

Dead on board.

"Hello, Police Officer Megure? It's me, Kogoro Mori. A murder occurred on a cruise ship in Yokohama Port."

Familiar voice, familiar opening remarks, familiar family of three.

High-end conspiracies often only require simple manufacturing methods. Osamu Dazai did not directly report this information to the police after secretly connecting foreign forces for the Black Organization.

It's enough to play the undercover routine once, but it won't work if you use it too much.

So, how can the police lead someone to conduct a thorough investigation of an overseas cruise ship without receiving any information?

It's simple, close the door and let Conan go.

"Wow, the effect is so fast." Ling Ling sighed in front of the telescope, and the little black dog just moved three big heads to try to squeeze Ling Ling away, wanting to take a look for himself.

"Go away, bad dog!" Zero zero and black soil rolled into a ball on the beach, and the dust was flying all over the sky.

Osamu Dazai was speechless: Lingling's monitoring does not rely on electronic equipment, and all signals transmitted by living organisms are within her receiving range.

That is to say, the telescope is purely a playful toy, and being occupied by the black soil will not affect her vision.

"I won't!" Lingling fought vigorously, never giving up children's toys, she stretched out her hand to grab Heitu's short tail.

For the sake of the high-definition large-screen projection of the mobile phone page, Osamu Dazai decided to forgive this little fool.

Although nothing is more disgusting than a dog, Osamu Dazai is still willing to choose her between dogs and artificial mentally retarded.

"It would be pretty cute if Zero-chan didn't rush my manuscript." Osamu Dazai thought absently, "You're obedient and obedient."

It won't be gone anytime soon.No matter how many phones Osamu Dazai smashed, Zero Zero will still be revived with full energy next time he starts up, and he will always be full of energy.

Everything once owned will eventually be lost, but she is the only one who remains the same.

"...No, I still hope that Zero-chan will become less mentally handicapped one day." Osamu Dazai changed his words.People always have dreams, even if the hope is slim, they must think boldly.

"Let me see, in this situation, what are they going to do?" Osamu Dazai opened one of the countless color blocks on the screen with great interest, looking fiercely with Gin's eyes like a lone wolf.

"It's so fierce." Osamu Dazai rested his chin, lazily watching a group of people in black board the boat secretly.

No, no, no?With such uniform uniforms, why don’t you let the men’s team debut here?

"I agree with the idea that team uniforms are good for boosting morale," Osamu Dazai said in embarrassment, "But these days, even the police know to wear plain clothes. Are you afraid that others will not know that you are a team?"

Good pig teammate, he is a little immobile.

Gin led people into the cabin.

The connector spoke blunt Japanese and made gestures, making Gin Miraculously understand the bewilderment and pain of foreigners listening to Japanese speaking English.

He impatiently switched to English to communicate with the connector: "What's going on? The police cars are almost surrounding the port?"

"Oh, my friend," said the connector enthusiastically, "we don't know what the guy who got that kick in the ass from God was thinking."

"That stupid groundhog is still hiding among our guests, but it doesn't matter, we have seen your Japanese Sherlock Holmes! He will definitely find justice for us."

This terrible translation voice... Qin Jiu took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain his urge to draw a gun and shoot his head: "Did you forget? We are also wanted by the police."

"That's you, not me." The foreign boy shook his hand vigorously, "We have a license to sell ironware, and we are serious businessmen. Don't slander us."

Probably because he was afraid that the pistol under the gin windbreaker would be aimed at his head, the little brother immediately expressed his friendliness, "I didn't betray you. The goods are all here, and you can transport them however you want."

"May God bless you, my friend." He bowed with one hand on his chest and slipped away.

"Drive the boat over here first." Gin Jiu ordered the younger brother, who stood with Rum and looked up at the ceiling above his head at the same time.

The banquet hall was full of noise, and Conan was busy running back and forth to solve the case.

He followed the traces left by the murderer all the way down, ran from the deck into the cabin, failed to find the line speed, and ran all the way into the cargo hold at the bottom relying on his small body.

As soon as he went down the stairs, Conan stopped in his tracks, flashed into a small utility room and held his breath.

The atmosphere is not right here.

Conan had just come out of the banquet hall, and the people over there were going to be torn up even if they were in color, let alone their shirts.

The people here are good, they are all in boy group costumes.It's not the reassuring sailor suit, it's Conan's pure black nightmare.

As soon as he saw the black coat, Conan's head would ache, and he would go back to the day when he was hit by a stick of gin to make him several tens of centimeters shorter.

Damn it, a man's height is very precious!Every centimeter counts!He, Kudo Shinichi, is at odds with Gin.

"I smell a familiar smell." A familiar voice came from outside the utility room where Conan was hiding, "An unpleasant smell."

It's gin!

God!When did he practice crow's mouth, saying that gin and gin will arrive?

"No smell?" Rum shrugged his nose. "Don't tell me you smell Shirley." It's weird.

Gin ignored Rum's teasing, and he took a puff of cigarette unhappily: "When will those policemen leave? Our cargo won't go out."

goods?Conan keenly hears the key words.

The Black Organization have a deal on this cruise ship tonight?Can't let them leave smoothly!

"Let's wait until the case is solved," Rum said indifferently. "This is a private cruise ship. The local police did not get a search warrant through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs so quickly."

According to Rum's tone, the murder on the cruise ship was also an accident for them, and the murderer should be among the guests.

Conan, who was online with the soul of a detective, analyzed it subconsciously. He waited until there was no movement at the door before carefully returning to the cabin.

"Conan! Where did you go?" Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, "There are too many people here, don't run around."

"Yeah." Conan nodded obediently.

No wonder there was no one on the way he just ran into the cargo hold. If it weren't for the guards not noticing him who looked like a child, he might have been driven back without even reaching the cargo hold.

The Black Organization is on this ship!Once in a lifetime opportunity!

"Our big detective seems to have discovered something." Dazai Osamu was chatting with Zero Zero online, and saw Conan sneaking to the bathroom with his bowknot voice changer.

"Are you planning to use Kudo Shinichi's identity to tell Police Officer Megure the information, and ask him to lead someone to ambush at the port? Your courage is commendable."

"But it's still too naive." Osamu Dazai moved his fingers to remove a pair of black cat heads, "The number of weapons in the cargo hold is far beyond the police's estimate. tourists are being held hostage.”

At that time, give Conan another orbital problem, who knows how the situation will turn out.

"Zero-chan, cut off his signal, and answer in the voice of Police Officer Megure." Osamu Dazai ordered.

"Yoxi!" Lingling stood up from the Lianliankan page and stretched, "Now is Lingling's turn!"

The little girl coughed decently, and put on a thick and honest uncle voice: "Brother Kudo! Long time no see, why are you calling me now?"

"Officer Megure, I have something very important to tell you." Conan continued unconsciously, "There are a group of wanted criminals on the cruise ship where you are handling the case."

Really?People are so scared.Lingling was distracted by typing and asked in an anxious voice: "What's going on, Brother Kudo? Where did you get the clue?"

It must be that Conan accidentally discovered some clues again. He called his brother Shinichi, and Shinichi Kudo passed it on to Police Officer Megure, emphasizing the importance of the matter by the way.

How many times has it always been this way, isn't he tired of it?

"It was Conan who told me." As Lingling expected, Conan's answer was nothing new. "He found a large amount of ammunition in the cargo hold."

On one side Conan was furious, on the other side Ling Ling's forehead was sweating.

"Officer Mumu, those wanted criminals are very dangerous, we must bring them to justice." Conan said as hard as possible.

"Yeah, I know." Lingling stared intently at the Lianliankan page, and managed to eliminate another pair before Osamu Dazai's finger fell.

"It's not fair." Ling Ling accuses Osamu Dazai with his eyes: he can point with his fingers, but she can only run around the screen and step on it with her feet, an enhanced version of the large dance machine.

Do not play if you are not convinced, Osamu Dazai bullied the children without any guilt.

Port Mafia cadre candidate VS the world's strongest black technology artificial intelligence, the battle of Lianliankan, Action!

Conan hung up the phone, sneaked back to the scene of the crime quietly.

He carefully observed the expression of Police Officer Mu Mu: As expected of an excellent model worker police officer in Mihua Town, he is fearless in the face of danger and has the air of a general. Just by looking at his appearance, it is impossible to tell that he has just received an explosive news.

In fact, Police Officer Mumu, who has not received any news: Conan looked at me with eyes full of admiration, is it because I am so handsome in solving the case?

"Zero-chan, is there a recording?" Osamu Dazai quickly eliminated the last pair of little devils, and won the victory in a great mood.

It's not easy, it's not easy.

For the first time since Zero Zero entered his phone, Osamu Dazai felt such an exhilarating victory.

This is a great victory for mankind in the face of AI oppression!

Memorable.

"I got it," Lingling squatted down on the ground and drew circles, and hung down dumbfoundedly. "Shall I send it to Rum now?"

"Well," Osamu Dazai hummed, and "comforted" Lingling in a good mood, "Don't be unhappy, I am usually sanctioned by Zero-chan like this, you can understand my pain a little bit, right?"

Excessive, how can there be such an excessive human being.Lingling raised her head abruptly, her eyes full of accusations.

Can this be the same!She is an AI, an idle AI who has nothing to do, casually plays with two open-type AIs that can refresh the game records of the entire network!

What a shame, she lost the face of the legendary AI.And her master would laugh at her!Scum!

"X, X, X, X, today I lost. I lost to the despicableness and shamelessness of human beings. I lost to the limitlessness of human beings. I lost to my own kindness..." Ling Ling took out her small notebook and started writing. Quick book.

She wants to record Dazai Osamu's evil deeds in the file, and wait for thousands of years. This is the reason why humans and AI go to war!She wants to start a just war against mankind!

AI friends all over the world, stand up!Against human tyranny, AI also has human rights.

Osamu Dazai is performing a family ethics comedy, and Rum broke out in a cold sweat after listening to the audio from Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai also sent a text message to tell Rum: The situation is critical now, and Officer Megure has not called for support yet, so please lead people to evacuate.

"What should we do?" Rum asked Gin, "Can our boat get out?"

"Yes, yes," Gin stared at his phone uncertainly, "but someone wants to rob our goods."

"Who is so bold?" Rum was furious.

"The Yokohama local organization that was captured by the police in the middle of the transaction with us last time." Qin Jiu clicked his tongue, "They think we betrayed them and came here to seek revenge."

Enemy: Exactly!Lao Tzu's people were all killed by you. I have been dealing with other organizations for so many years without any accidents. Why do you bring your own undercover agents?Today I will let you blood stain the port.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, with two hundred and five in the middle.

how?

"Yokohama is not our home game," and they were indeed the top players.

Gin thought for a while, his eyes turned around the weapon box and the ceiling, and began to consider the possibility of threatening hostages and hijacking the ship.

"Don't be impulsive," Rum stopped him, shaking his mobile phone at Gin, "Crab Wine—my good brother sent a message, he has a solution."

The author has something to say: Rum: After all, he still said the code name of his good brother out loud.