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Haibara Ai forced a smile and nodded, but in her heart she kept wondering why the people from the organization took Chu Ming away at this time?
Could it be Granburch again?
She was restless. The organization's actions this time were too exaggerated. The whole of Japan was dragged into the water. Based on Edogawa's personality, he must want to get to the bottom of it. He must think that if he can find evidence that this was the organization's doing, he can completely destroy the organization.
But he had no idea how powerful the organization was.
If you fail to find out the truth, you might end up falling into an abyss.
It would be better to let the FBI and the organization fight each other. I don’t know how Chu Ming’s injury is now…
On this side, Haibara Ai was thinking frantically, while on the other side, Chu Ming was grinning from ear to ear as he looked at his points.
As expected, more points are gained from big events.
Now that Bourbon has taken the antidote away, the FBI has been successfully implicated.
Conan is still in a mess with Kidd at the moment. He has no idea where to start investigating, so you can just ignore him.
And he is not afraid of investigation for the facts he fabricated. After all, the Japanese top leaders do not have the courage to question why its American father suddenly wants to deal with it. They just think that after they resolve the crisis, the officials of both sides will tacitly put the matter aside.
But the FBI's hatred for Bourbon must be very strong.
Moreover, letting Bourbon out to contact the Red Team this time is a risky move. Rum has decided to intensify the brainwashing of Bourbon. Bourbon probably never thought that the meeting with the BOSS, which he had been longing for, would turn into a brainwashing journey completely aimed at him.
He was actually looking forward to Bourbon turning black. In order to discredit this pillar of the red team, in addition to handing the bomber over to him and magnifying the evil thoughts in his heart, Chu Ming also mixed private goods with the tasks that were stuffed into Bourbon's mind. From the black deal at the beginning, to the gang fights later, and to the final killing of the traitor, Bourbon's bottom line was lowered step by step.
After all, it is not easy to whitewash someone, but it is very easy to blacken someone little by little. People's minds are the most complicated. Once the malice is magnified, it is not easy to go back to the way it was before.
Besides, Bourbon loves this country, not the officials of this country.
Even if you are in the organization, why can't you continue to love your country?
Today the organization sends him to kill a corrupt official, and tomorrow he helps the organization to wipe out a gangster. How can this not be clearing away the cancer for the country?
Targeted brainwashing is far more effective than blanket brainwashing.
As for the FBI, it's time to free up some hands and deal with them a little, so that they don't have to hang around outside the organization's bases and spy on things all day long.
There are not many people walking on the streets nowadays, only occasionally a few patrolling police officers wearing masks walk on the streets.
It is best not to go out at this time. If you are targeted by the Red Team, it will be easy to expose the organization's strongholds and bases.
Chu Ming opened the base's communication device, found Porter's laboratory and called.
After a moment, Potter answered the call. The black and gold earring on his left ear flashed a little. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair and waved lazily at Chu Ming: "Hey, what a rare visitor. Granburch, why did you think of looking for me today?"
"You salary thief, you take the boss's salary but don't work for it. You are actually slacking off here!" Chu Ming took the initiative and accused him first, "Look at your sleepy face, did you just wake up? I'm going to complain to the boss!"
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When it comes to how to effectively stir up people's anger with a single sentence, Granburch is the best and no one dares to claim to be second.
[I promised you in the group that there would be another extra chapter QAQ
The result is that I overestimated myself. I will try my best to update. If it is not ready before 11:30, I will make it up to you tomorrow~]
Chapter 557: Irresponsible Extra: Gin from the Original Novel Travels Through Time
[Spoof, not related to the main text]
——if the original Gin traveled through time——
Gin rubbed his forehead. He had stayed up for several nights and finally finished a batch of tasks on hand. Now he could take a nap for two hours. After that, he had to go to Yokohama with Vodka to deal with a few gangsters there who did not know themselves well and dared to challenge the organization.
When Gin got up, he realized that he had slept very well today. He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.
He picked up his phone and logged onto the dark web, ready to take on all the tasks he hadn't accepted before and complete them along the way.
But when he went onto the dark web, he discovered that the entire task list was actually a series of completed tasks.
Who completed all this? Why didn't we find anyone in the organization willing to do the task honestly before?
He had high authority and could easily click on the task details. In the column for task completers, all of them were Bourbon.
Gin doesn't have a very good impression of Bourbon. After all, as a model worker who works hard to complete tasks and save funds, he will never like a colleague who spends money lavishly, slacks off at work, and is mysterious and unpredictable.
But what's going on now?
He roughly went through all the tasks, and many of the tasks he completed had Bourbon written behind them.
Oh, is it because he hasn’t killed anyone in a long time and can’t lift a gun anymore?
How dare Bourbon change all the tasks he had previously done into his own?
Just as Gin was full of murderous intent, Vodka knocked on the door gently outside: "Brother, are you awake? The action team is having a party at the Black Bar today, organized by Granburch. If you don't go there now, the bar will probably be demolished."
get together?
When did this happen?
Have you finished all the tasks and still want to get together?
Whose idea was it? Granburch? Who was that? Was there anyone like him in the organization?
Gin opened the door with a frown on his brow, a cold murderous aura lingering around him, which scared Vodka who was waiting at the door. He hadn't seen his elder brother look so murderous for a long time.
"Brother?" Vodka was a little anxious, not knowing why Gin was angry.
Gin looked at Vodka in front of him. He had just separated from Vodka before going to bed. After all, Vodka had been with him for several days and looked much thinner.
But now the Vodka in front of him had skin that was as white as having not seen the sun for a long time. It had completely lost the bronze color he had gotten from squatting under the scorching sun while waiting for his target. Moreover, it was visibly that he had gained several times more weight than when they separated!
what happened?
Is this Vermouth in disguise?
No, this is indeed Vodka. After all, Vodka has been with him for several years, it is impossible that he doesn't even recognize Vodka.
Gin felt something was wrong. Ever since he woke up, he felt that everything was different.
He was slightly restrained, not revealing anything, but raised his chin slightly towards Vodka: "Let's go, you go get the car, we'll go to the bar."
To understand the specific situation, he needed to go to the organization's base to take a look, but in order to prevent the possibility that this was a trap set by Vodka's betrayal, he had to make more preparations.
Gin went back to his room, put on his bulletproof vest and his windbreaker, which could be regarded as a small arsenal, and then went downstairs to wait for the vodka.
But when Vodka drove the car in front of him, he still felt something was very wrong.
This is not his car!
Gin stretched his hand out of his pocket and pressed the Beretta in his hand against Vodka's chin, and his murderous aura suddenly surged.
Vodka was frightened by Gin's sudden pulling out of a gun. He looked at his brother in a daze. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. It must be that Granburch was reporting him again!
He said aggrievedly, "Brother, what Granburch said is all lies! Don't be deceived by him! I am your most loyal little brother!"
What is this all about?
Gin's eyes were cold: "How do you drive this car? My previous one--"
What he originally wanted to ask was what had happened to his beloved Porsche, but Vodka misunderstood him.
He suddenly cried out, "It was really Granburch who asked me to drive, and the car was blown up by Akai Shuichi. I'm really just a small fry! Is Granburch using this to spread rumors again? Don't believe him, brother!"
Gin keenly grasped the truth from Vodka's brief words: his beloved car had exploded?
Or was it Shuichi Akai who did it?
Is it also related to Granburch mentioned by Vodka?
After staring at Vodka for a while, Gin confirmed that Vodka was not lying and got in the car: "Let's go to the bar."
He wanted to see who this so-called Granburch was! !
When the car stopped in front of the Black Bar and Gin just got off, he heard ghost howling and shouting inside the bar, mixed with sounds like musical instruments.
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Gin always felt that he had more questions in his mind. The Black Bar was an important place for members of the organization to accept missions or occasionally use it for meetings. Generally speaking, it was relatively quiet and had never been so - lively.
He pushed open the door with a chill in his body, and swept his cold eyes over the group of people in the bar.
Everyone sitting in the booths were familiar faces, including Vermouth, Lafitte, Cohen, Chianti, Bourbon, etc. They gathered together and all looked at a brown-haired boy on the stage who looked like a 17 or 18-year-old high school student.
The boy had a delicate face, and at this moment he was playing the suona in a very unimageable manner with his cheeks puffed out. The sound was cheerful and passionate, reaching the sky.
He played with great joy, and the audience in the audience were delighted to hear him.
This doesn't look like a party at all, it's simply a chaos of demons!
This one that I haven't seen before should be what Vodka calls Gran Burch.
Gin walked slowly forward, found an empty seat and sat down, right next to Bourbon.
Chu Ming put down the suona. He had upgraded his suona skills when he was drunk before. In order not to waste it, he would show it to everyone every time he organized a party.
It can also be considered as a close interaction with future subordinates.
Chu Ming smiled and walked forward, hooked his arm around Bourbon's neck, and moved closer to Gin: "How about Gin? My song today is good, isn't it?"
Gin lowered his head and took a sip of wine, completely ignoring Chu Ming.
Chu Ming was not surprised. After all, every time there was a party, Gin was the only one who had a heavy idol image and never played with them.
But today, he came with a new way of playing.
Chu Ming shook the cards in his hand, his smile gradually widening: "Today's party game has been updated! It's no longer chess or cards, today we're playing the King Game!"
Gin raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Chu Ming. Although he was not superstitious, now that things had come to this, he had guessed what was going on with him.
So in order to collect more information, he did not object.
Seeing that even Gin didn't say anything against it, and since most people just liked to join in the fun, everyone agreed.
Chu Ming had a sly smile on his face: "There are eight of us here, so we need nine cards in total. Among these nine cards, one is the king, and the other eight are civilians. The cards are numbered 1-8. In the game, the king's orders are absolute, and civilians need to obey the king's orders unconditionally. The person who draws the king card can say one or two numbers at will and order the number holder to do anything, and the number can only be turned over after the king makes the request. The game is the game, and no form of retaliation is allowed afterwards. How about it, isn't it very exciting?"
Vermouth grasped the key: "Eight numbers... so the king also has a number? What if the king points to his own number?"
Chu Ming blinked: "Of course - just do as you say~"
Bourbon sat up straighter, his eyes moving among the crowd with interest: "This game is good."
Lafitte nodded. This was a game that a fun-loving person like him would like. "I think it's good, too."
"Since everyone has no objection, let's start?"