The literary vest is wrong!

Atsushi Nakajima was a little restless.

He is now sitting in the back row. On the left is "Nakajima Atsushi" with the same name as himself, on the right is the lovely Izumi Kyoka, and in the front seat is also "Izumi Kyoka". Except for the driver, there is no "Nakajima" "Dun" is "Spring Mirror Flower", which sounds very weird.

The white god of death in Mafia at the port glanced at "Atsushi Nakajima" and then glanced at Izumi Kyoka next to him, not knowing who to talk to, the car was eerily quiet, with only the slight sound of the engine, the boy shrank himself, not moving Dare to move.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Hello."

Atsushi Nakajima instantly straightened his back like a frightened cat: "Yes! Hello!"

"Pfft..." "Atsushi Nakajima" covered his mouth and chuckled. The young man wearing glasses was holding a book with a blue cover in his hand, looking very refined, "Please don't be nervous, Nakajima-kun."

"I'm your peer, just treat me as one of your own."

Atsushi Nakajima was a little confused: "Peer body?" What is that?

"Ah, didn't Mr. Edogawa tell you?" "Atsushi Nakajima" said after a brief surprise, "It literally means that we are people from other worlds, and you can be said to be the same person in a different world, right? So don't be nervous, we are not bad people."

"Is that so?"

Atsushi Nakajima said hesitantly, "It's amazing, my self in other worlds or something."

The golden eyes of "Atsushi Nakajima" looked at the young man gently: "Is it hard to accept?"

"Not really, I'm just a little surprised, after all, I have never been in contact with it before." Atsushi Nakajima raised his hand and scratched his face, approached the peer, and whispered, "That...is the one in front of you the mirror flower sauce? "

The young man sitting in the passenger seat was wearing white clean gloves, probably because of his obsession with cleanliness. Before getting in the car, the other party took out a bottle of disinfectant from somewhere, and sprayed it on the seat, and then He took out a clean cloth, covered it on the chair, and finally got into the car. Up to now, he hasn't even said a word, and his expression is indifferent.

Although the degree of cleanliness is too scary, it's not a problem, the main thing is - no matter how you look at it, the other party is a man!

"Nakajima Atsushi" nodded with a smile: "Yes, that is Mr. Kyoka, Mr. Kyoka is very friendly, probably because he didn't talk because... well, I think there are a lot of bacteria in the car, so don't be nervous .”

He paused, looked at Quan Jinghua sitting on the other side, with a confused expression, "But I didn't expect that Mr. Jinghua here is... a girl."

Atsushi Nakajima: "I didn't expect that either..." Izumi Kyoka in the world of the same person is male, could it be that there are other people of different genders?

All in all, it's really a magical fate, but the peer is really a kind and gentle gentleman.Atsushi Nakajima thought.

The other subordinates had already gone to the stronghold to guard the surrounding environment, and the six people who set out later divided into two cars and arrived at the place where they were talking.

It was a casino, and Edogawa Ranpo and others entered the interior through a secret passage, and came to a deeper room, and someone from the black organization was already waiting there.

Toru Amuro has been waiting here for half an hour. As a relatively weak organization, they can't be late, they can only be early, but he didn't expect that the people from Mafia at the port have never come, and it seems that it will be the appointed time , he had the idea that the other side would not let them go, but this idea was quickly overturned.

The moment someone stepped in, Toru Amuro subconsciously looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and found that the pointer was exactly on the right spot—so they actually stepped on the clock right by a second?Such a coincidence?

After watching the clock, Toru Amuro cast his eyes on the person who came in, and was startled.

No one else, just because...the people who came were too young.

The leading boy was dressed in black, walked in with his eyes squinted, and sat directly opposite him. Behind him was a young man who looked like a magician. After noticing his gaze, he smiled at him and followed suit. When he got down, there was another white-haired boy with an expressionless face. He pulled up his collar to cover part of his face, and stood behind the leader boy like a guard.

Let's not talk about that young man with a mysterious smile, but the other two are too young!This is actually an important member of the mafia that controls Yokohama?

Amuro Toru's heart suddenly became weird. At such a young age, he fell into the other world. It is really...

"Ranpo-sama knows what you're thinking." The leading boy smiled and pulled Toru Amuro out of his thoughts, "Ranpo-sama is already 24, you're not a child, it's really rude."

Atsushi Nakajima is the only minor here, of course, if you count Izumi Kyouka who is on guard in the hiding place, there are only two.

But that being said, most of the important members of Port Mafia joined at a young age, and have been struggling in the inner world until now.

Toru Amuro was taken aback, and smiled apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Ranpo, I'm here to talk to you on behalf of the organization."

He actually knew what he was thinking?Toru Amuro thinks that his micro-expression control is qualified, otherwise he would not have been undercover in the black organization for so many years, but the "boy" in front of him could tell at a glance. He knew that the person who came would be a Mafia cadre. The other cadres of the party are as powerful as this boy, so it is no wonder that they can control Yokohama and even have connections with the government.

He suppressed his thoughts, made himself look calmer on the surface, and said, "About..."

"About the elixir researched by your organization—" Edogawa Ranpo was a little uninterested, "We are not interested in this thing, and there is no such thing in Yokohama."

There is also just a "book" that does not know where it is. It is hidden in an unknown place in Yokohama, guarded by everyone, but it will not be easily touched.

The boy propped his head on one hand, "If it's something else, you can talk about it. If you don't want to talk about it, then today's conversation can stop here."

A paragraph blocked all of Anshi Toru's words, he choked, and suddenly didn't know what to say, Gin Jiu didn't tell him what to do if the other party refused to talk.

Edogawa Ranpo yawned, "Is there anything else you want to say? If not, Master Ranpo will leave. Really, it's a waste of time. Mr. Mori said it so seriously, he thought it was something important Woolen cloth."

"For us, it can be said to be an important matter." The young man next to him said, "Mr. Edogawa, at least let's talk clearly before leaving."

Toru Amuro frowned slightly. It seemed that the other party really didn't want to cooperate with the Black Organization, but that's good, at least he didn't screw up, and he didn't have time to finish his sentence. If the Black Organization really cooperates with the port Mafia, then Their strength will definitely go up to a higher level.

But... is this boy named Edogawa Ranpo?It's the code name of the organization like their wine name, right?

Why didn't the organization code-named after Wen Hao's pen name receive any news before?

"Hmph... Ranpo-sama's name is a name." Edogawa Ranpo muttered, "Okay, let's finish talking before leaving."

The Mafia cadre opened his eyes, and there was a little coldness in the emerald green, "I don't care what your black organization wants to do, whether it's researching longevity, or blowing up Tokyo, in short... don't get close to Yokohama, and don't hit Yokohama. idea."

The dark atmosphere hidden by the young man is no longer concealed at this time. He has followed Mori Ogai since he was 15 years old, and it has been almost ten years now. He has seen the tragedy after the war, and he also gambled his life under the former leader. How much Mori Ogai has done for Yokohama and the organization, he is no longer the child who was still under the shadow of his parents more than ten years ago.

He doesn't care what will happen to Yokohama and the port of Mafia, but Mori Ogai, whom he trusts, cares, so he will not allow external forces to threaten the safety here. It refers to the battle of wits and courage in Yokohama with people from the world over there.

Toru Amuro's expression changed, and just as he was about to say something, the glass next to him exploded suddenly, and a long-distance sniper shot directly into the room, shooting at the boy sitting there.

But the young man was still sitting there calmly, he didn't know if he was scared or what, just when Toru Amuro thought he was about to see the other party's blood splattered on the spot, the white-haired boy who had been standing behind him moved.

He stretched out his hand to block the young man, the bullet directly hit his arm, blood spattered, even the table and Edogawa Ranpo's face were inevitably stained with blood.

Amuro stopped breathing.

It happened too fast, and the white-haired boy was injured in the blink of an eye. It looked like he had lost an arm, but the other party still looked calm, as if it was a small scratch and felt no pain at all.

He lowered his arm, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Edogawa Ranpo, and said apologetically, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Ranpo, the situation is urgent."

Under normal circumstances, if he had time, he could turn into a tiger. This kind of long-range sniper attack would only splatter a little blood on the tiger, let alone get Edogawa Ranpo's face.

Edogawa waved his hands randomly, took the tissue to wipe his face, and said, "It's okay, but Auntie, remember to change your clothes later, otherwise Kyoka will be worried."

Although wearing black clothes, Quan Jinghua's powers of observation are so strong, she can see that he was injured again at a glance, and then worried for several days.

"Yes, I will, Mr. Ranpo." Atsushi Nakajima smiled faintly, and secretly mobilized his superpower to heal the gunshot wound on his arm, "Kyoka-chan and the two gentlemen should have gone to the sniper site, do you want to stay?" Live?"

"Keep it." Edogawa Ranpo said.

The smell of blood diffused in this not-so-big room, and they talked like no one else, and Toru Amuro's heart was about to jump out.

This guy from Port Mafia—what the hell is going on!That's an arm!

If you don't deal with it, I'm afraid it will be amputated, why can you still chat here!

Toru Amuro felt a burst of coldness. Compared with the black organization, Mafia, the port in front of him, was more terrifying, and it could make people abandon themselves casually.

Ranpo Edogawa chatted with Atsushi Nakajima for a few words, then looked at Toru Amuro, and refused to comment on the fragile "little heart" of the other party, and slightly stimulated him with some nasty things, "This Mr. Bourbon, Although our cooperation with the Black Organization seems impossible, maybe we can cooperate with the police.”