[Group Conan] The organization is called the Fifth Personality

In the corridor, a man came out of the office and saw the door to another office was open.

He wondered: Why is this door not closed? Generally speaking, it should be closed.

It was a simple matter, so he went over to close the door, but he found something wrong.

Is this door broken? The pupil scanner that had been on before was now dark, and even if the door was closed, it could be blown open by a gust of wind.

Realizing that something was wrong, he carefully looked inside and found that everyone inside had fallen to the ground, and there were still a few people standing who didn't know what they were doing.

Something happened!!!

He hurried to the other side of the corridor and pressed the alarm button.

The deafening alarm sounded throughout the building, and the people who were still working looked around in confusion.

"What happened? Is someone robbing?"

"No way, we are a place for programming, and the management is more stringent than that of ordinary companies. Even every door requires iris verification... Who would be so stupid as to come here to rob?"

The people of Identity V who were so stupid: Haha, we really came here to rob, but we only robbed you.

The programmers working here are the elites among the elites. The organization spent a lot of money to dig them up.

If they could rob one or two to become their peripheral members, it would be considered a profit, but they didn't plan to do so.

They planned to rob as many people as possible and then send them to the Metropolitan Police Department to let them live as ordinary people. The purpose was to reduce the number of talents in the organization and cover the cheerleaders at the same time.

As for those programmers who have returned to being ordinary people, they are not worried that the Black Organization will waste manpower to kill them one by one. There are two reasons. First, these programmers only know the programs they have studied, but don’t know what they are used for, that is, they don’t know the criminal facts of the organization; second, the organization has decided not to use the programs they have developed before, and even if they cooperate with the police, they cannot threaten the organization.

Maybe the programmers who were robbed will blame them for messing up their high-paying jobs.

No matter what the programmers are thinking now, since the alarm has sounded, let’s start charging!

The students wore masks and followed the gardener, and then when he removed a door, they threw stun shells into the door.

Some programmers took the initiative to go out and wanted to leave here, but were stunned by the stun shells that had been thrown in the corridor.

In less than ten minutes, most of the people fell down.

Jack and his team dragged away all the people from the department where the cheerleader disguised her identity and put them on the big truck parked downstairs, and then dragged some people from other departments away. In order to prevent the Black Organization from suspecting whether the cheerleader was a programmer working there, a total of three departments were taken away, leaving only one or two people lying in the corner.

The mercenaries drove the big truck to take everyone away. As soon as they left, Vodka and his team came.

Because the surveillance along the way had been processed and there were no people living around, Vodka and his team also drove a truck.

Vodka approached and found that something was wrong here. He carefully asked three peripheral members to go in and check. Not long after, one of the peripheral members reported the situation inside:

"Master Vodka, the doors inside are open and everyone has fainted. This should be a smoke device."

Taking the stun shell from the peripheral member, Vodka recognized it at a glance and it was exactly the same as the smoke bomb left at the scene when Cook and his team were attacked.

Anonymous also participated in this? ! !

Two other peripheral members also came out, and one of them handed over an A4 paper with words printed on it:

"Sir, we found this."

Vodka looked at the content on it:

Formally introduce ourselves, we are the 'Fifth Personality', your programmers are pretty good, so we will accept some of them.

"There are fewer people in more than a dozen departments inside, and there are almost no people left in some of them."

Vodka stopped being stunned and quickly sent this matter to Gin, who replied three seconds later:

First move the people, then blow up Program Base No. 1, the police are coming soon - Gin

"You go move the people, you two, pay attention to whether the police are coming, if they come, notify us immediately, and finally, you three, from now on, install the bomb, you must ensure that everything here is blown up, especially the computers."

Vodka arranged everyone to work, and soon everyone went to do what they should do in an orderly manner.

It also took about ten minutes. Since the people who moved were well-trained, their speed was much faster than the people in the Fifth Personality, and they actually moved all the remaining people onto the truck.

"Master Voltgar, the police are here."

"Retreat."

In less than a minute, the truck was moving at an extremely high speed.left quickly, about a hundred meters away, Vodka pressed the bomb detonation button, and the Program No. 1 base that had stood here for more than ten years was blown into ruins.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the belated police stopped the car and stopped moving forward temporarily to prevent being affected by the explosion.

"The destination was bombed? ! ! Damn gangsters!" Officer Megure was very angry, but he could do nothing. The gangsters who could do this would not be ordinary gangsters. Perhaps there was a large criminal organization behind them, and the members of that organization were all codenamed after the wine name.

"When I go back, I will put up wanted orders for those people with wine names!"

Mouri Kogoro heard this and reminded: "But we don't know their real names, and we don't know their appearance. How can we put up wanted orders?"

Takagi Shigeru, who was driving, echoed: "Yes, Officer Megure."

"Then put up a reward, the same as Cook's." Officer Megure said his plan, and no one objected now.

Beep beep --

Inspector Megure received another message:

We took away some programmers before the bad guys did. Now they are here [location]. Come and get them when you have time~

Sender: Enthusiastic Citizen

This time, Maori Kogoro, who was sitting next to Inspector Megure, saw the message and asked in confusion:

"Who are the enthusiastic citizens? How did they know about this? And they took some people away in advance."

Inspector Megure asked Sato to lead the team to stay here to investigate, and then asked Takagi Shigeru to notify another team to go with them to the location sent by the enthusiastic citizen. After the arrangements were made, he replied:

"I have asked the technical department to check, but there is no result yet. They know more than us. This time, I was able to know this location because the enthusiastic citizen sent me a message."

In the following time, the police found some programmers who fainted in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs, but did not get any useful clues. They were probably released after being detained for a few days in the name of protection.

Since the Program Base No. 1 was too destroyed, nothing useful was left. The Honda Yamaga disappearance case and the wine code murder case came to a standstill.

However, not long after, enthusiastic citizens sent evidence of the crimes of two other people named Honda Yamaga. The police arrested them and checked their IP addresses again, but unfortunately found nothing.

Enthusiastic citizens - Sawada Yu & Honda Yamaga concealed their merits and fame: fighting criminals is what we should do.

The cheerleaders also successfully infiltrated the Black Organization.

Because the departments of Program Base No. 1 did not know each other, no one knew that the cheerleaders were undercover. Even the people in the other two departments with only one member left became good friends with him. They felt that everyone was a wanderer in the world, and it was just right to keep each other warm, but they did not know that the cheerleaders were also one of the participants in this situation.

The people of the Black Organization at Base No. 7 confirmed the identities of everyone according to the process, and then assigned them to various bases.

The programmers who thought their jobs were finally stable suddenly learned a bad news: they could not leave the base for the rest of their lives, and if they dared to disobey, they would die.

Only then did they realize that there were no such good high-paying jobs, no company was so secretive and did not want to be famous, and no company did not launch products to make money when it had so many excellent talents. It was not charity.

So this is a criminal company, right? ! There were no police to save them, they did not want to be locked up in one place to work for the rest of their lives! ! !

They were extremely sad and angry, and the programmers who were taken away by the fifth personality in advance also felt that the sky was about to fall.

They were working well, but were suddenly knocked unconscious and taken away by unknown people, and then interrogated by the police. When they finally left the police station, they found that their jobs were gone and they were unemployed...

The police did not tell them that the program was used to commit crimes out of consideration, so they simply thought that they were forced to lose a high-paying job.

[Crispy Hacker (Cheerleader): On the first day of working in the organization: I miss home, I miss home, and I miss home again. I don’t know if You Sawada misses me.

Prophet (Priest): Is everything going well for you? Has your identity been suspected?

Crispy Hacker (Cheerleader): You have to believe in my skills. Now no other programmers in the organization can prove that I am not from that department.

Novel Creator (Novelist): This matter has finally come to an end. I feel like a long time has passed, but in fact it’s only a few days.

I Love Inventions (Mechanic): We should be able to rest for at least a few days later. @Novel Creator (Novelist) should we go on a trip together?

Novel Creator (Novelist): Okay, weLet's go to Izu! I wanted to go there when I watched Detective Conan before.

I Love Inventions (Mechanic): Okay, you make the guide, and I'll follow you then. 】

It was getting dark, and Mochizuki decided to make the guide tomorrow, and tonight she would write the outline. She wanted to use all the spare time to brush the cheats!

Perhaps it was because she had just read a sweet story, she felt that she had a lot of inspiration:

He is a famous detective who helped the police solve countless cases; he is a thief with countless fans, causing headaches for countless police. During a dangerous investigation, the thief saved the detective, and he said, "It's okay even if the thief likes the detective, right?"

As the number of contacts increased, the detective found that the thief didn't seem to be that bad, and he also had his own difficulties.

Because of their interests, they got to know each other, but they didn't expect that their heartbeats would gradually speed up for each other.