Port Mafia fifth cadre

Amuro looked at the email on his phone, frowning.

This is an encrypted message sent by the black organization to the members of the code name.

If it weren't for the repeated sources of emails, plus the phone call with Belmode, Toru Amuro would even think this was an April Fool's Day joke that was half a year late.

The Black Organization's base in the United States was terminated.

There was no sign, and there was no movement. It was silent and very hidden. Even the security agencies of various countries did not know the location of the base—even more than one, all of which were inexplicably and unified. There were large-scale mutual killings, A series of scenarios in which survivors commit suicide and burn down buildings.

It is said that one of the bases was hidden underground in the form of a research institute, but it was not discovered until it burned up inside and caused an explosion, making the farmer think that there was an earthquake and call the police.

"and many more."

Toru Amuro expressed his incomprehension, "The traces on the corpse should have been burned when it was discovered...Why can we still draw the conclusion that they killed each other and committed suicide?"

"Because there is still a place where the loss is not big."

Belmode's hoarse voice was full of weariness, and he seemed to be gloating a little bit, "That little gentleman seems to hate human experiments very much, and all the research institutes that focus on this aspect have died terribly."

"Sir?"

"There was only one strange face near the base that day, a boy wearing a peaked cap to shield him from the scorching sun."

"Supernatural beings." Toru Amuro affirmed.

There are two situations: one is that this boy with an unfamiliar face caused all of this, and the other is that this boy is just a striker. An important base has been lost...

In any case, it can be determined that the other party is a supernatural being.

Toru Amuro remembered the division of supernatural beings by the spy department of the brother department.

If it is the first case, I don't know if this is considered to be an extremely dangerous class.

"Like a large-scale hallucination, in extreme cases, pouring a volatile and powerful hallucinogen into the vent can also achieve a similar effect." Although it is a negligible small probability event.Belmode said mysteriously, "The monitoring has not been destroyed, and what happened has been clearly recorded."

Amuro listened attentively.

"In the most complete record, the illusion is centered around the outsiders. They were carrying out their respective work normally, but suddenly, for a second, they took up weapons and attacked the people around them." The low-pitched female voice said lightly, "It's like being bewitched by the devil suddenly."

"What did Boss say?" Toru Amuro asked.

"Boss wants the truth. Bourbon, what do you think."

Unlike Toru Amuro, Belmode has a closer relationship with the boss. Sometimes, her speech can be regarded as the will of the boss.

Amuro cleared his mind: "Investigate that boy first, but I don't think there is much hope." He said cautiously, "And that boy is not the most important thing. What should be understood is how the base's information was leaked, Otherwise, there will still be intelligence, and the enemies of the organization will continue to flow, which is very detrimental to us."

One of the main characteristics of the black organization's survival to this day is its ability to survive.

All are done in the dark.

Although Gin is sometimes very arrogant, his anti-reconnaissance ability to erase traces is professional. When it is too late or the scope is large, he usually sprays it with explosives. Be secretive and make yourself a "non-existent organization/department".

Belmode agrees.

The two scheming members of the code name ended the conversation in a friendly manner, but in fact, they all knew in their hearts that the intelligence dealers who could find the organization should not be underestimated, and the probability of doing useless work is very high.But attitude is still necessary.And...the two of them are active in Japan, and Rum is in charge of the United States, so let Rum have a headache.

Kawakami Yuzu has arrived in New York.

Walking in the modern steel jungle, there are happy, angry, sad and happy people coming and going, and the savage and violent atmosphere seems to gradually dissipate.The peaked cap was thrown into the fire and burned, the disguise mask sponsored by the neighbor was removed, and the clothes were replaced with a brand new hoodie. The boy with black hair and golden eyes found a hotel and fell asleep.

The scenery of the big countryside is lovely, but it is too inconvenient for travelers without a house, and the bases... look pretty close on the map, but it takes a lot of time to walk.

cough.

Kawakami Yuzu will not admit that he got lost on the way.

In short, after some on-the-spot investigations, Kawakami Yuzu used the places that "broke through the bottom line" to be destroyed to varying degrees, and for those places that seemed to be salvageable, he just visited and collected the relevant information.The puppets manipulated by "Love and Death" can maintain normality for quite a period of time, which gives him more opportunities to collect.

Those who survey the field must think that their supernatural ability is the ability to confuse others to kill each other.I hope they didn't take some chances about the leakage of relevant information, and the speed of transfer was slower.

But it's not a big problem.

Real property is always inconvenient to move.

Kawakami You has uploaded the electronic version of the data to a secret mailbox for storage, and set up regular emails to major media in the United States.

He has also studied hacking techniques.

In addition, Bai Lan was by his side, although the other party's teaching skills were extremely poor, making the whole process seem like self-taught...

All in all, it is not difficult to do some simple network defense.

A new day, a new beginning, staying in bed in the hotel until almost noon, Yu Kawakami guessed that the breath around him was enough to scare Haibara into tears, and after asking for directions, he arrived at the church.

The singing of the choir seems to be able to cleanse the soul. The young man with black hair and golden eyes closed his eyes silently, folded his hands and prayed to the god statue, breathing peacefully and serenely.

Someone sat next to him.

"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name..."

There seemed to be an air of frost in the prayer.

When the boy opened his eyes, the people beside him had already left, and there was a beautiful letter on the seat.

The seal is reddish-brown wax with white florets.

In line with his usual nostalgic pastoral aesthetics.

Kawakami Yuzu opened it in a good mood, and what caught his eyes was the smooth cursive characters. The moment he saw the title clearly, he lost his expression.

"Sorry for the trouble, beautiful lady." The boy from the Far East quickly sorted the letters so that they had not been opened, and asked the lady with the child in the back row, "Do you know who was sitting here just now? He showed the letter, "The parishioner dropped something."

"...It was a young man who wore a lot of clothes." Madam tried hard to recall, "I didn't pay much attention to his appearance, I only knew that he was wearing a white plush hat, and the cloak was also fluffy... probably because he was not in good health. It's too cold."

"I see."

It's you, Ferrerowski.

The kind lady said: "Chasing after him now, maybe we can still find him." The lady fancied with a bit of romance, "Looking at this letter, I'm afraid it was written by him to the girl he likes..."

"'He' is the girl."

Kawakami Yuzu said sincerely and firmly, saluted hurriedly, and walked out with the letter.

Regardless of whether he used to be a woman or not, this time it was always men's clothing, and Ferreroski would actually put down this letter—could it be that he thought 'she' was disguised as a man.

very unhappy.

inside the church.

The child tugged at the hem of the lady's clothes, "Mom, sister in white hat looks like my brother." The child sympathized, "She is so pitiful."

Madam suddenly became uncertain: "Emmmm..."

The letter contains the time and address.

Kawakami Yuzu and Bai Lan agreed that if he also came to North America, he would play with each other.

It was the afternoon, the sun was just right, and it was suitable for crimes to ferment, and the major media had already received emails.The free American media is also very free. First, there was a wave of small media that directly broke the news without seeking evidence. Then it gradually became more authoritative. The number of reports was sometimes sparse and sometimes intensive...

The U.S. security services should be negotiating.

But again, this is free America.

Kawakami Yu found a restaurant with a hanging TV, and listened to news reports while eating.

Bai Lan is also watching TV.

He is well paid.

Fitzgerald's only daughter's condition is too serious, and even the virtual organs created by the best illusionist in Italy are somewhat powerless to maintain her life. Moreover, the wife and young lady of the leader of the group cannot accept the organs of illusion. I think it's too unreal, it's not real anymore.

Therefore, for the leader of the group, Bai Lanjun is the only straw left.

With so many parallel worlds, isn't there one who can cure his daughter's illness?

Of course there are.

When Prynne expressed that he could try to invent specific medicines, Fitzgerald immediately invested a huge sum of money to set up a research laboratory for him.

In this world, there are very few times when the banknote ability is invalid.

But for things that are precious enough to transcend the times, the point is not whether they can be bought, but whether they are available.

Just like climbing the technology tree, it is impractical to produce cars when there is no technology to manufacture engines. Similarly, when the equipment does not meet more advanced standards, Prynne can't do anything.At this time, Bai Lan looked at the scene in the laboratory of the black organization that was quickly seized by the police due to public opinion, and made a request: "Mr. Fitzgerald, can you get that experiment?" The equipment in the room?"

He solemnly said: "I think this will be of great help to my experiment."

Fitzgerald looked determined: "Oh, my friend, I'll have it."

Because of the Black Organization, the capital tycoon hit a wall at first.

Then he immersed himself in studying the strange organization that popped up from nowhere all night, and began to play what he was best at... financial games.

Amuro was at a loss.

Isn't he undercover in an international terrorist organization?Why did you start a business war?He has only heard about the economic blockade, what should I do if my major is not right?

At this time, most of the members of the black organization are of the same style.

Including Gin and Belmode, etc.

Although they all know that it is impossible to have no money and the capital chain cannot be broken, but how to deal with finance... they only know about funds and stocks, and they are all rookies.

Just very confused.

Yokohama beach.Black feather house.

When I didn't go to school, I was very happy and happy at first, but after a long time, I felt very boring.

Kaito Kuroba, who also didn't participate in the school trip, stole the gems once, and was free again.

He pushed open the window and looked at the cabbage in the neighbor's yard that was watered by the timed watering device, making it look more and more watery, and suddenly had an idea.