When the group leader becomes the boss of the black organization[Comprehensive]

"...Are you sure you can accept our terms?"

The professionals sent by the police confirmed to the silver-haired woman sitting on the hospital bed for the last time.

"I'm sure." She nodded slightly towards them, with a calm but firm expression.

"..."

The micro-expression expert at the side carefully studied her expression, pushed up her glasses, and turned sideways to make way for the doctor behind.

"Okay." He said.

"Shall we start now?" Kuroro asked.

"That's right," the doctor replied.

Everyone consciously exited the ward to make space for the two of them.As the curtains were drawn shut with a bang, the brightly lit room instantly became dark.

The doctor pulled a chair and sat next to the woman. He glanced sideways at the working polygraph, looked up at her and said, "You said that the key word for your memory recovery is 'colored Ferris wheel'. We don't know whether the emphasis is on 'color' or 'Ferris wheel'. But according to the law of priority of memory, let's start with color first."

The silver-haired woman sat quietly on the bed and listened to his words without saying a word.

The doctor lowered his head as if he was adjusting some equipment. After a while, he raised his head and said to the woman with satisfaction:

"Okay, let's take a look at this—"

The colorful glare began to flicker in the dark room in an instant, and the light was reflected in the silver-haired woman's eyes of different colors. She looked at the dazzling light in front of her, and her pupils shrank——

……

"All right."

While everyone outside the ward suppressed their anxiety and waited quietly, about an hour later, the doctor finally opened the door of the room.

"Has she recovered her memory?" Conan asked impatiently.

The doctor nodded: "It should be fully recovered."

"Then what did she say?" a police officer asked in a deep voice, "Have you not changed your mind?"

"Even if it's changed, she won't admit it." An interrogation expert sent by the police immediately answered his question, "So it's up to us to confirm."

"The lie detector didn't respond, but just in case you really need to add fire." The doctor nodded, "But you'd better wait a while before going in, her mental state is still a little unstable, her pulse Significantly accelerated, blood pressure also increased. So..."

"So now is the best time to interrogate." The expert said mercilessly, "Our task is to ensure that she tells the truth, taking advantage of the situation is the most basic skill in this business. As for her mental problems... "

"Sorry, that's your job." He snorted coldly.

"You!" The doctor was choked hard by him, and he was so angry.

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't say a few words." Seeing that the atmosphere is not good, another police officer hurriedly mixed the mud, "Let's wait for a while, 10 minutes, how about it? Let's make a compromise." He said While talking, he gave his colleague a look.

"..."

"...Okay." The man agreed with some reluctance.

Conan, who watched this scene, didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the end, he just sighed, and chose to leave this place temporarily to get some air.

He stood at the window, looking at the hurried pedestrians outside the hospital gate, and remembered the last message he sent to himself just now.

"The entire hospital has been targeted by the organization. I don't know who the surveillance personnel are at the moment. Belmode was sent to contain me. I can no longer enter the hospital. Be careful yourself. ——by Zero"

That is to say, as soon as Curacao is transferred, she is likely to be intercepted and taken away by the organization.

Whether success or failure depends on tonight's action!Conan secretly clenched his fist.

Playground at night.

The silver-haired woman sat quietly on the back seat of the car with a serene expression, as if her hands were not handcuffed.

Kuroro turned his head and looked through the car window at the slowly rotating, colorful Ferris wheel not far away, secretly counting the time in his heart.

"What's the current situation?" The police department sitting next to him asked into the communicator.

"Two cars followed as soon as we got out of the hospital. Three people got off one of them, and they were all under our close surveillance. There was another...the people inside hadn't moved yet."

"I understand. The time is coming, and I will start to act immediately." The police department hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

He glanced at the woman beside him, took out a piece of cloth from the car and threw it to her.

"Use this to cover your handcuffs," he finished, adding, "I just don't want to cause panic among the citizens."

"I understand, thank you very much." Kuroro said to him with a smile.

"..."

Kuroro keenly noticed that after he finished saying this, the police department looked at him with a very complicated look, probably... pity?

"Get out of the car." The police department said to him.

The hour hand quickly pointed to nine o'clock.

"So, Gin, why do you have to pull me up?" Bourbon sat in the Osprey, testing the silver-haired man sitting in front of him as if complaining.

"I don't want to see that one-eyed man for the time being." Gin Jiu leaned on the back of the chair with folded arms and cast a cold glance at him, "Are you dissatisfied with my arrangement?"

"That's not true...I really want to meet Curacao too," Amuro Toru smiled and put on a gesture of surrender, showing weakness to Gin Jiu, "After all, this person can be regarded as a legend in the organization. "

"Hmph, Rum's men..."

Qin Jiu snorted coldly with disdain, stared sharply ahead, and said expressionlessly: "If this woman is really as capable as you say, we wouldn't be here now."

He raised the binoculars in his hand and looked forward.

On the side, Toru Amuro used his excellent eyesight to see a line of small characters crookedly engraved on the telescope.

"Suicide highest"? !What does it mean?He was a little confused for a moment.

Could it be that Gin wanted to commit suicide?He thought about it endlessly, and then laughed at this idea in his heart. This man has always killed others, and committed suicide?I'm afraid I'm dreaming.

"I saw Curacao." Gin put down the binoculars, glanced at the self-imagined expression on Toru Amuro's face beside him, and decided not to bother to pay attention to this person.

Before leaving, Osamu Dazai suddenly said "I have a better idea", so he didn't come with him.So he had to call a few more people over from the organization... This time, he could only be in charge of strategy and not get addicted to driving.

However, according to Boss, it is indeed better not to show up in the organization at this time, because his identity is too sensitive to explain, and it is also an uncertain factor for the next task.

Currently, there are only three people in the organization who know the existence of Osamu Dazai—Gin himself, the Boss, and Curacao who has woken up.So that guy has been running to Curacao recently, and he even called it "help her recover her memory. As a boss, you have to be more caring for your subordinates"...

I believe you a ghost, Gin snorted at that, I'd like to see what kind of moth you can come up with.

Thinking about this, he didn't forget the business, and ordered in a cold voice to Cohen who was driving: "It's now, release the recovery device!"

"okay!"

The huge helicopter that used the night to disguise its figure finally revealed its true face. A huge iron claw protruded from the bottom of the helicopter and grabbed towards the cockpit that happened to turn to the highest point of the Ferris wheel.

The silver-haired woman was standing in the cockpit, and lying beside her was the police department who had been knocked unconscious by her.

"Hmph, you're pretty capable." Gin Jiu watched her untie the handcuffs on her hands, and still praised, "This is considered to be the completion of recycling... what?!"

I saw a streak of light rising from an unknown corner of the Ferris wheel, and exploded into a gorgeous firework in the sky, illuminating the night sky in an instant—followed by a burst of light hidden in the glare. Bullet in the light!

"Damn it, the power unit of the left wing was...!" Cohen gritted his teeth and tried to control the direction of the helicopter.

"Fire!" Qin Jiu ordered without hesitation.

Intensive firepower began to attack the Ferris wheel in an instant, and the sound of machine guns bursting made one's scalp tingle.

"The people in the organization are a bunch of lunatics!"

Hiding behind the bunker, Conan turned his head to look at the situation outside, feeling heavy in his heart, "It's not good, if this continues, the Ferris wheel may be cut off in the middle, and the people in the amusement park..."

"Stop!" The silver-haired woman broke the glass and shouted at the helicopter in front of her, "Don't delay here any longer, take me away!"

Conan and Akai Shuichi who were hiding in the Ferris wheel both heard this sentence, and Conan breathed a sigh of relief, while Akai Shuichi over there was holding the sniper gun in his arms, with an unclear expression.

"..."

"Gin!" Toru Amuro, who was lying in front of the window watching this scene, was anxious, but he still didn't show it on his face, and just followed Curacao's words to Gin, "She's right, our mission is not this!"

"...Okay then, stop, Cohn."

Gin closed his eyes and counted down ten seconds in his heart. When he opened his eyes, he found that the boy Bourbon's expression was a little bit tense.After showing a meaningful smile at him, Gin slowly ordered to stop firing.

The crowd had been evacuated, and the policemen below started shooting at the helicopter in the sky.The silver-haired woman grabbed the iron claws of the helicopter, turned over neatly and entered the cabin.

Conan raised his head, stared at the back of the helicopter that was going away in the night in just a few seconds, and thought to himself, next, I'll leave it to you.

Curacao, and... Mr. Amuro.

The author has something to say: I have been really hardworking recently.

There was a very sad thing just now—why did I have to open the King’s Weekly so cheaply?Losing 27 stars in a week, falling from Xingyao III to Platinum, who, who can be as miserable as me?

This game can't bring people happiness at all, it's unloaded.

ps: Tomorrow's update will be in the evening, good night everyone.