I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

Tokyo is the most densely populated and the most prosperous metropolis in the cherry blossom country.

It is a place where people and things from all over the world come together, and even in the middle of the night, it is very lively.

But the more glamorous anything seems, the more likely it is to hide a dark side that no one else knows.

Among these towering tall buildings, there is one that looks very unremarkable.

The building is neither tall nor low, not luxurious, but it is not shabby decoration, and it belongs to the kind of building that people will skip at a glance.

Just a short distance from the entrance to the underground parking lot of this humble building is an even more humble bar.

It's past 11 o'clock in the evening, which is generally the most crowded time for this type of bar.

But there are so many people here, even the lights on the sign outside the store are very low, and they look even more dim against the other eye-catching neon signs.

No one could have imagined that this kind of speakeasy would be one of the strongholds of a transnational criminal organization.

In order to earn the funds needed for the operation, the Blackcoats13 sometimes engage in some illegal trade, so there are similar strongholds in every metropolis.

At the same time, it is also a meeting place for members of the organization, especially the famous winemakers.

An ordinary-looking bartender is wiping down his glasses, he is the head of this stronghold, and he usually keeps his business open so that no one will notice that something is wrong here.

Today, however, is an exception.

"Ani! Are you alright?"

In a box at the back of the bar, Vodka takes off his burnt suit and doesn't forget to care about his beloved big brother.

Although the two had evacuated to safety before the helicopter exploded, they were able to fly the smoking and burning helicopter along the way, which made the two suffer.

The clothes were in tatters, and there were a few burns on the body, but fortunately it wasn't serious.

The most important thing is that Gin's long silver hair has been scorched a lot, and it has to be cut short.

At this moment, this powerful killer, who is famous in the dark world, is constantly pouring vodka into his mouth to suppress the anger in his heart.

Although the main task of this operation has been completed, he can't accept such an embarrassing ending in exchange!

Not to mention......

"Vodka, are you sure of the identities of those two people?"

The wine glass in his hand slammed on the table, and Gin's eyes turned to vodka, and his tone was extremely cold.

"I've already confirmed the list of guests invited by the Joban Group, that kid is called Kudo Shinichi, and his father is Yusaku Kudo, the mystery novelist who teamed up with the FBI to deal with us last time......!

There was no time to apply ointment to the burned area, and Vodka hurriedly picked up the laptop next to him and reported the news he had just gotten.

"Isn't it?"

Gin's face finally softened a little.

Since the other party is not the traitor he is looking for, such a result is acceptable.

The last time he let a mouse run away was already a shame for his life, and if he let one go under his nose this time, his position in the organization would probably be affected.

"Ani give!but!"

"But what?!"

Gin glared at Vodka and asked impatiently.

"But the woman we sniped is the second lady of the Suzuki Foundation!"

“......"

Listening to the words of this humble little brother, Gin fell silent.

Criminal organizations like theirs can be regarded as lawless to a certain extent, whether it is the police or special departments, there is nothing they can do with them until this organization is completely eliminated.

As for those who have money, they have always been treated as ATMs.

If you are short of money, you will kidnap again, or dig up the handle of these rich people to extort money to replenish the organization's funds.

But this is also limited to those who have money, but not particularly money.

For a behemoth like the Suzuki Foundation, the organization generally maintains a relationship with which well water does not interfere with river water. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It's not that I'm really afraid of the other party, but there's no need to make enemies with the other party.

With money, you can really do whatever you want!

With Gin's status in the organization, there is naturally a lot of information to know, such as the black-clothed organization itself was founded by a big tyrant.

The lord to whom he was loyal had warned him not to provoke the big corporations.

You can touch the other party's property, but you must not touch the other party's people!

Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath, Gin rarely felt a trace of regret.

If you want to check it before you do it this time, then ......

"Ani! Rum's calling!"

Hanhan Vodka interrupted his eldest brother's musings and handed over a mobile phone.

It was a disposable cell phone designed to communicate with the organization's second-in-command, Rum and the adult.

"You go out first. "

Gin took the phone, but did not connect directly, but instructed his younger brother.

"Yes!"

Hanhan Vodka didn't 860 realize the seriousness of this matter, and his knowledge of the Suzuki Foundation was limited to Gin's advice to him.

When he closed the door of the box, Gin pressed the call button and put the phone to his ear.

"GIN: YOU'VE GONE OVERBOARD THIS TIME. "

There was an electronic synthesized sound coming from the phone, and it was impossible to hear the men and women, nor the age, or even the mood swings.

“......"

Gin remained silent, knowing that the other party's words were not finished.

"The Suzuki Foundation has already started operations in the Sakura country, and that lord asked you to leave there for the time being. "

"I'm still tracking down the identity of the Grim Reaper. "

"This absinthe will do it, except for her, the organization will suspend all operations in the cherry blossom country during this time, you can leave tonight. "

"Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~"

Rum ended the call with that, while Gin held up his phone and hung his head down.

The shortened silver hair fell down, blocking his extremely hideous expression.

He had always followed the orders of the Lord, but when he left so easily, he always felt like a wild dog on the run.

He was very unwilling!

At the same time, a special guest was welcomed to the bar outside.