As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Watching this scene, especially the next few scenes transformed by Gin Jiu's memories, the group fell silent.

Gu Beiyu was extremely confused, and his focus can be said to be the most special among the group: "Wait, so Yun Che has this personality?" The little devil attribute...? ?

The school bully classmate began to feel distressed (?) and started to drink gin sincerely.

After seeing the bandages on the silver-haired boy, Ye Yinghou stared at the boy without blinking.After confirming that the boy was easy to move and didn't seem to have suffered any injuries, he recalled whether there were any scars on the boy's occasionally exposed skin during the contact these days.

After confirming that there was no such thing, the glamorous woman breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately remembered the scene of the young man falling down with blood on his lips and his face pale in the Ganghei Building.

Cheche...

Academician Zhou was a little stunned, and murmured: "Well, it's better to be lively..."

Compared to the others, Yun Bowei, the only one present who knew a lot about military affairs, rubbed his brows lightly.

First of all, the black backpack that Yun Che was carrying that looked like a musical instrument was very bad.Especially after a group of people stared dumbfounded at the illusionary memories, and watched a live ammunition and IQ crushing battle, they basically confirmed it.

That bag... contains a sniper rifle.A very common method in foreign countries.

And "gin".The name, and the face...

The fog in my mind seemed to be cleared away, and the description became lighter and lighter, and some fragmentary information finally broke through the confusion.

——A huge transnational criminal organization that has a pivotal influence and research in many fields such as medicine, the Black Organization.

And this silver-haired man is one of the top ten among such a terrifying behemoth, it can be said to be the existence of TopKiller.

The Patriarch temporarily suppressed guessing about the identity of the child he had just found. This is actually his cowardice.He needs some time to slowly buffer.

So the head of the house turned his attention to the heavy gin who was obviously tortured.

There is a saying that is right.

Your own happiness is always based on the pain of others.

Seeing the aggrieved and helpless appearance of the well-known and shocking assassin who can be said to be in the world, Patriarch Yun admitted that his mood was indeed much lighter ovo

Oh, and one more word.

——Happiness is reflected in the comparison.

Mr. Patriarch remembered how Yun Che had always been obedient in front of them. Although it might be because of alienation and disguise... But he could feel that the young man was carefully and tentatively opening a gap in his heart for them.

Although small, it is precious.So I have to say, compared with the hatchback of Gin, Uncle Yun curled his lips, feeling a little satisfied.Well, very possible.

Tsk, [Organization in Black]...

He just thought this way when another white light flashed.The scene in front of him disappeared, and this space returned to a vastness.

After the white light disappeared, the people from the wealthy world and the person who suddenly appeared on the opposite side looked at each other: "..."

Wait, who are you? ? ?

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On the other side, Qian Yuche, who was still watching the confrontation between Ranbu and the demon with a tired heart, suddenly froze in his smile.

It always feels like...something unexpected happened.

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[Book] In the void, if he could be personified, he would have slapped the table and cursed.

He is the pillar of the Wenye world, but he did not expect that the lucky patrons of the low-martial wealthy world would be better than each other.

(Of course, if [Book] really understands the power of Mary Sue, Jakesu and other halos when they are full, then it may be understood.)

A key word that is not considered to be the most central luck favored person after breaking through the obstacles, can actually pull the luck favored person from the Kexue world over? ? ?

What a wonderful world this is.

But [Book] doesn't know, this is just an opportunity.The real main reason...isn't this.

But he doesn't have the time to think about these things right now, he just thinks painfully, how to explain all this to that kid... well, the guy who is barely a collaborator?

Since that guy was able to resolutely step into the reincarnation of time for one person, and endured the pain of being broken again and again, if a person with such a mind really wanted to punish him...he was a little bit panicked.

He stared at the people in the empty space.

Forget it, forget it, it will be fine if the memory is rectified at that time... But the subconscious mind of a person is also a very scary thing...

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in empty space.

The people on Conan's studio first looked at the people around them.

The Kudou couple, the five members of the police academy team, Gin, Belmode, the Detective Boys, the pink-haired man with squinting eyes, Dr. Ari, and others are all here... and they have nothing to do with these things at all. Kansai Detective Hattori Heiji and Kuroba Kaito (Kaito Kid) are there.

Two groups of people looked at me, I looked at you, and finally Toru Amuro, who was still wearing an apron, greeted with a smile: "Ah, everyone, hello. I am Toru Amuro..."

No one saw that his tense muscles quietly relaxed a little.Seeing Cinderella's family after all...?

After some explanations, the people on Conan's studio probably knew what was going on.Conan was very excited: "Wow! I've always wondered what brother Asaba was like before~"

The dark-faced Hattori Heiji was slightly interested when he saw the little boy in the blue suit like this.

Yo, if it can interest Kudo, it probably has something to do with that organization.

After almost everyone on Ke Xue's studio recovered and got ready, the scene once again appeared in front of his eyes.

【Yokohama, Port Mafia.

The silver-haired boy was wearing a cold three-piece black suit. For a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, the black coat was a little too big, making the boy's body even thinner.

He was sitting on a high-end chair, approving one document after another with a headache.

After finally finishing all the tall stack of documents next to him, the boy let out a breath, shook his chair, turned around, and twisted his wrist, which had obviously been working non-stop for a long time.

"Knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

The boy stared at the door, as if he wanted to make a hole for the people outside.

When the people outside the door were terrified, the young man let out a soft "tss" and said lightly, "Come in."]

Since everyone was in this space, they could clearly see that the person outside the door was holding a stack of thick documents.

[Sure enough, Qian Yuche stretched his waist, looked at the file that was similar to what he expected: "Put it aside."

After the man in black respectfully put down the document at the designated location, he quickly exited the room.

The young man looked at the document with sorrow and hatred on his face, and the person who looked cold, alienated and aloof just now seemed much more alive.

The consultant scolded Mori Ogai in his heart, but he still picked up the document.

Forget it, I accidentally had a good time last time... The loss of the arsenal was indeed his fault. 】

A group of people stood behind the boy. Although the words in the document were vague, they could all see the boy's fast and efficient assembly line (?) work.

A line of words appeared beside the boy.

Yunmin's eyes widened in shock on the spot: "Army, arsenal???" The ending tone was even broken.

He has never even touched a gun since he was a child, let alone any ammunition...

Moreover, what is "playing high" and "losing the arsenal"...? ? ?

Is that what he thought? ?

[But... so sleepy.

Black coffee won't save him either.

In the past five or six days, he slept an average of less than two hours a day... Ah, he will fall asleep in no time.

Tsk, forest dust. 】

As Empress Ye Daying, who had dealt with Mori Ogai before, she looked as if she wanted to tear the leader of Mori apart.

Sleep time every day! !Less than two hours on average! ! !

And let him keep approving documents!Why does the whole company support so many people! !

Didn't you just lose an arsenal! ! ! (Mother protects cub.jpg)

Forest dust! ! ! ! !

But at this time, Yun Che, who was watching all this, remained silent.

The arsenal, the advisor, the baroness, the high-end black suit that even European nobles would envy... He finally realized it in a daze.

——They couldn't compare in the first place.

Kudo Yusaku took a thoughtful look at Ye Yinghou, who was obviously very angry, and said with a smile: "Ah, and judging from his age... no matter how you look at it, he is still underage. Hiring and oppressing child labor... Mori Crumbs? This kid is very interesting."

Obviously, from the surrounding environment and the sea view outside the window, he can probably infer what kind of powerful company this is, or the mafia.From suits to office decoration, company location...everything requires financial resources and power that cannot be underestimated.

And from the man in black who just came in, from the knock on the door to the absolute awe on his face, it can be seen that this child's status here is definitely not low, and it can even be said to be very high.

Moreover, this status is not obtained through the back door of relationships, but the child's own outstanding strength.

And, "Mr. Counselor"... well, is it a crime consultant like Moriarty?

The talent that the Nuo Da Mafia will keep regardless of age...

The organization in black at the side: I don't know why, but suddenly it's cold on the back.Hiring child labor or something...cough cough cough.

【"Asakusa~" A boy in a black suit with bandages all over his body and a layer of gauze over his right eye ran in, "Wow~ It's been so hard. It's been so many days and I'm still criticizing you." file~"

"...If you choose to approve the documents that originally belonged to you, instead of pushing them to me, I won't work so hard." Qian Yuche said indifferently, and at the end seemed to feel that something was missing, so he added lightly He said, "Oh."

Osamu Dazai shook his head, as if he didn't hear at all.

The iris-colored eyes are a bit dark.

Such quiet connivance... But yes, it's addictive. 】

Gin looked at Osamu Dazai, who was wrapped in bandages in front of him, who also obviously didn't like to work, and whose rippling tail sound was damn familiar: ...

(hard, fist hard.jpg)

The smile on Toru Amuro's face became even more fake.

Ah, it's you, take the bad Cinderella.

(Osamu Dazai: ???)

Ye Yinghou looked at the kite-eyed boy in a daze, and gradually overlapped with the young man in the Armed Detective Agency who was wearing a sand-colored trench coat and wrapped in bandages.

...I see.

【"Asaba~" Dazai Osamu said something into the headset, and waved his hands, "You are tired after approving documents for so long! Why don't you just relax and play a game with me~ Just what we played last time ! I finally found a game that can be played online—”

Qian Yuche: "...I thought, at that moment, I should go back to sleep to relax."

The silver-haired boy twisted his stiff neck, but he agreed, "Give me the game console."

Dazai gave the boy the game console brought up by the man in black just now, and he looked as excited as an ordinary child playing a game. The youngest cadre-sama.

Manipulating people's hearts is easy, manipulating a person is as easy as manipulating a marionette.The most terrifying thing is that the marionette has no idea that it is being manipulated.

There is even a widely circulated saying in the world.

"—The greatest misfortune of an enemy of Dazai is to be an enemy of Dazai." 】

Yun Xi & Yun Min: "Fuck."

The two brothers of the Gu family: "???"

It does look innocent (?) At most, it may be a little bit of secondary school and a little bit of mischief.And playing games is exactly the same as that of ordinary children... Although I know that the people here are definitely not that simple, but...

This introduction.

It's a bit scary.

Ye Yinghou still had a dark face: "This company will close down sooner or later... The bosses who employ child labor are scum..."

Yukiko Kudo covered her mouth and smiled, and turned to the world-renowned actress whom she also admired very much.

...is a good mother.

【…

"Quick, quick, quick! Left! Asahi—" the black-haired boy's mouth never stopped, "Ah! Asahi! You are so cruel that you didn't come to support me!! I'm dead qwq"

Qian Yuche had a headache.

"Dazai, if you go your own way and go to the enemy's stronghold, I can't save you..." Let you do it yourself.

"...Master Dazai" The man in black who had been standing by the side just after handing the game console to Dazai watched the time go by, and couldn't help mentioning, "Your command mission later..." Mr. Guangjin estimated Even the hands are ready.

"Ah," Dazai seemed to be concentrating on the game, and said nonchalantly, "Just add my communication channel...to that of our advisor, and link it with the team over there."

The man in black wanted to say something, but he hesitated, and said: "Yes."]

"Huh?" Conan's cute little boy's voice sounded, "Could it be... Big Brothers, are you going to play games and direct...?"

Too exaggerated.

If it is the kind of struggle between the mafia, it is like a battlefield, and every trace of the battle may become the key to turning the situation around.

Need to pay attention to the ever-changing battlefield, and then make the most rational command... It is a job that requires a lot of brain power.

You, play games and command at the same time? ? ?

【…

"The team on the left outflanks it, and the right side can't hold back for now..." The black-haired boy calmly ordered, "Wait, wait! Asagi! You betrayed me again——I'm dead—"

The silver-haired boy sneered, but he didn't stop moving his fingers, followed by Dazai's pleasant voice, "Okay, now I need you to make a move, Mr. Hirotsu... the one with the most conspicuous hairstyle, bring him back alive, He knows where things go..."

It can be clearly seen that the boy's hand is almost an afterimage.

On one side is the game in full swing.

On the other side, it is... a battlefield with real guns and live ammunition. 】

A group of people: ...? ? ?