The literary vest is wrong!

When was he exposed?

Toru Amuro's mind frantically flicked through everything he did from entering Yokohama to what he just did. In order not to arouse suspicion, he never even touched his cell phone. He just communicated with gin through earphones, and he didn't even make a mistake in his expression. , How did you spot the boy named "Edogawa Ranpo" at a glance?

Or is the other party cheating him?

"What is Mr. Edogawa talking about?" The qualified undercover agent quickly sorted out his thoughts, Toru Amuro smiled calmly, "If it was because someone from our organization attacked you, you can completely blame it, or treat me as an attack Or, there is no need to say that I am a police officer."

"There's no need to pretend, the surrounding communication methods have been blocked, and the black organization can't hear the conversation between you and me now."

Edogawa ranpo snorted softly, "I never said that I suspected that the black organization attacked me—although it was indeed the case."

"It's just that you are transparent to me."

Toru Amuro looked inexplicable: "Transparent?"

"Isn't this kind of thing easy to see?" Edogawa Ranpo said, "The person who is really in the dark is not like you, even if you do more things to win the trust of the organization, the heart It's still for justice, and it can be seen at a glance that you are an undercover agent at all."

After finishing speaking, he himself felt a little unbelievable, "It's so obvious that the black organization can still keep you in it for so long, it can't be that there are some hopeless idiots inside."

Toru Amuro: ...It should be, there are still many smart people.

Mr. Undercover sighed, it would be great if there were idiots in the black-clothed organization, otherwise it would not have been solved for so many years, just a gin is enough to give him a headache, "Then what does Mr. Edogawa plan to do?" ?”

A Mafia wants to cooperate with the police?I dare not even dream of doing this.

"What's so strange about this." Edogawa Ranpo said, "Although we are a port Mafia, we are also a forest-style club with a business license on the surface. Is it strange that a commercial club cooperates with the official?"

"You guys are very troubled by the Black Organization, not only because of the personnel, but also the source of their weapons. As a transnational criminal organization, it is very easy to obtain weapons from abroad."

"Your public security is timid, and you don't dare to search wantonly, so let us do it for you. As long as you find out their smuggling routes, it is not a simple matter to control the organization's weapons and sources of funds."

Edogawa Ranpo added: "Of course, after finding the smuggling route, what to do is the business of our port Mafia."

They will also do things like making money. Don’t use the ready-made smuggling route for nothing. Even if the worlds of the two sides are separated in the end, the impact caused now will remain. When the time comes to reorganize the smuggling route, it can be said It is beneficial and harmless.

Although Mori Ogai didn't know about the integration of the world, he was also greedy for the money from the black organization. After all, the other party invested a lot of money every year to research some elixir of life, so they must be very rich.

Originally, it would be more suitable for Osamu Dazai to do this kind of thing, but after a simple exploration, Mori Ogai discovered that there seemed to be... a lot of undercover agents in the black organization?

Mori Ogai thought about it, and felt that if Osamu Dazai were to do it, even the various official organizations behind the undercover agents would be calculated so that there would be no underwear left. Chuan walked around to do it.

Edogawa Ranpo is not a person who can talk around and go around. It is faster to directly reveal the identity of the undercover agent, and then directly trade.

Originally, I thought that I would need to have a more in-depth communication before I could see the undercover agent. I didn’t expect that the black organization was so stupid that they actually sent an undercover agent to talk. After the conversation collapsed, they planned to launch an attack. Yes, it was so blatant in Yokohama.

After thinking about it, Amuro felt that it made sense. As officials, their actions are always somewhat restrained, but if they are handed over to the mafia, they don't care about those things at all. After all, they are all desperadoes. It's all about surviving.

But it was too difficult for him to just agree to cooperate with the Mafia.

"I think... I need to go back and get in touch first." Toru Amuro squeezed out the words, "I will give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Government people are trouble."

Edogawa Ranpo said, "Whether you agree or not, in short, we will also look for the smuggling route of the black organization, but after we find it, the difference is whether we can provide you with convenience."

This is simply a threat!Toru Amuro clenched his fingers and forced a smile: "Yes, I understand."

Although the conversation ended here for the time being, but the matter was not completely resolved, Edogawa Ranbu turned his head to look at Atsushi Nakajima, and said, "You go to them first, as long as there are me and him here."

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated: "But, Mr. Ranpo, the leader asked me to..."

"I'll explain it to Mr. Mori, and I won't punish you." Edogawa waved his hands randomly, "And it's not like he's incapable of fighting."

Atsushi Nakajima glanced at "Edogawa Ranpo", and finally left in response. He had to change his clothes before leaving.

Toru Amuro didn't know whether he should go or not, he sat there watching Edogawa wandering around, hesitant to speak, but the young man obviously lost interest in talking with him, and started talking to the young man next to him.

"I'm so familiar with you, why don't you even want to call me by my name?" "Edogawa Ranpo" pretended to wipe away tears, and put on a very aggrieved expression, as if the boy was some kind of heartbreaker.

Edogawa Ranpo replied unceremoniously: "It's too strange to call yourself by my own name. You think everyone is you. Also, we just met today."

"It's a pity, I still like you very much, I think it's as interesting as Nakajima." "Edogawa Ranpo" spread his hands, with a bit of schadenfreude in his tone, "If you let the little tiger pass like this, I'm afraid you will be killed. Nakajima was terrified."

Whether Atsushi Nakajima will be scared by other people does not know, after all, he has not rushed there yet.

When the gunshots sounded, Quan Jinghua rushed to the enemy's position with two people from another world.

If you want to snipe successfully at night, unless the opponent is a world-renowned sharpshooter, you must not be too far away from the target of the snipe. They have already scouted the surrounding environment, and even the base of the conversation is specially selected, so even where is the target? The best place to set up a sniper rifle is known.

What's more, Edogawa Ranpo had expected this a long time ago, and sent people to guard there early, and as expected, he saw someone go up to the roof of that building.

Quan Jinghua held the dagger and leaned against the wall behind the cover. Assassins are best at hiding their breath. She looked at a man and a woman who were quickly descending the stairs with a quiet expression.

The sniper had to change positions as soon as possible after a blow, otherwise he would be found easily, and the other party naturally knew this, but the speed of these two was not as fast as theirs.

The girl glanced at it and judged that the man with long silver hair was stronger. She clenched the dagger tightly, exerted force on her calf, and was about to rush out directly.

A hand pressed the girl's shoulder to make her stop. "Atsushi Nakajima" took a step forward, shook his head at her with a chuckle, and mouthed to her: "Kyoka, let me do it."

Quan Jinghua frowned disapprovingly.

"Atsushi Nakajima" smiled, he took off his glasses and put them in the girl's hands, moving his lips: Please keep them safe for me.

Their movements seemed to have alarmed the man. His eyes turned cold, and he simply raised his hand and shot at their position.

A bright gunshot echoed in the stairwell, and at the same time, there was the crisp sound of bullets hitting metal.

The bullet that had been cut in half hit the ground, the metal blade shone brightly in the night, the young man with gray-blue hair stood on the armrest, half of his tiger skin shawl slid down, he held the sharp long knife with one hand He raised the bangs on his forehead with one hand, and he smiled wildly, no longer as gentle as before. His golden eyes were full of beastliness, full of ferocity, like a terrifying tiger, staring at his prey.

"The idiot is really an idiot..." "Nakajima Atsushi" cursed in disgust, probably talking to himself, "I have to do something about such a small matter."

"Well, it's an idiot's request anyway, so let's be a little more serious."

The young man raised his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at the person over there, "Hey, let the horse come over, you ugly guy."

His response was still a gunshot, and the other party was obviously not someone who would ask nonsense who you are, so he just came up with a few shots.

"Nakajima Atsushi" turned his feet, and the long knife was horizontally in front of him. The blade broke through the space, and cut through the bullets that were shot at him in the blink of an eye.

A sniper rifle stretched out from the side to block the knife, the sharp blade unexpectedly cut off the muzzle after a brief pause, the man took the opportunity to back up and shot "Atsushi Nakajima" in the lower leg.

"Nakajima Atsushi" raised his hand and held down the handrail of the stairs, jumped down one floor, dodging the rounds of bullets that were chasing him.

The woman dropped her sniper rifle in distress, and took it out to aim at the young man jumping in the stairwell. At this moment, another flash of silver light flashed beside her, and the sharp point of the sword pierced into the woman's shoulder, piercing through Cut off the flesh and nailed the person to the wall.

"No!" The woman snorted.

On the other side, "Nakajima Atsushi" also put the blade on the man's neck, the gun in the opponent's hand was knocked down, and the young man held the knife and was about to chop it down.

"Please stay alive!" Atsushi Nakajima saw this scene when he arrived, and subconsciously shouted.

The long knife stopped, and then the boy heard an unhappy "tsk", and instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw "Atsushi Nakajima" looked at him with his head tilted, his golden eyes filled with dissatisfaction, not at all the same as before, it seemed that if Atsushi Nakajima dared to ask him, the knife rested on Atsushi Nakajima's neck.

The boy shrank his neck and couldn't help trembling.