This was the first time Kuroki Jin had met that gentleman in his more than ten years in the organization.
He has always been marked as a direct descendant of Gin, but his position in the organization seems to be limited to Gin's little follower. Some people with the same rank as him or slightly lower than him often point at him behind his back, with a look in their eyes. Disdainful.
It seems like he relied on gin to get to where he is today.
Although to a certain extent, it's not wrong.
After all - without Gin bringing him back, he wouldn't have joined the organization.
Kuroki Jin is neatly groomed, wearing a black suit, and is dressed in the most common appearance among organization members.
He didn't even have a chance to go home and was driven directly back to the organization's base by Vodka.
Neither Gin nor Belmode was there, so Vodka followed him to change his clothes, and then escorted him to the door of a room.
Kuroki Ren was a little nervous after not seeing him for a long time.
"Potter, no matter what you are asked after entering, just tell the truth."
These were the last words Gin gave him before leaving.
"It's inside." Vodka smiled naively, "Come out later, Potter, your level may be improved."
Meeting the BOSS is the last step for every S-level member before advancing to S+.
Kuroki smiled softly without saying anything. He held the door handle, turned it, and the door opened.
He stepped into the darkness.
…
"I didn't expect to meet you when I came here."
In the same dark alley, a little red light floated up and down, and a face with an unclear expression was reflected in the area covered by fireworks.
Akai Shuichi did not meet up with his companions first, but came to such a place to meet someone.
Opposite him, from an unknown distance, a voice sounded:
"I didn't expect that you could still catch up with me even though I ran so fast."
Bah—the sound of the lighter pulley rubbing.
Through the firelight, an unfamiliar face caught Akai Shuichi's eyes, making him sneer.
"Is this how you, the CIA, hide their heads and show their tails?"
"Why are you so angry?" The man said helplessly, "Did I rashly intervene in this operation? Please, some of us are about to be arrested by you, so it's not too much for me to interfere."
"Besides, your accomplice was almost ambushed. You're still not grateful for my kind help..."
The bullet flew past his chest. If the man hadn't dodged in time, the bullet would have been embedded in his heart.
"Investigator Akai, this is too much."
The strange man's voice was no longer as casual as before, but low-pitched and deep. It was obvious that the sudden attack had angered him.
Shuichi Akai held the gun in his left hand, and the muzzle was still smoking slightly, showing that the bullet was indeed fired from him.
He looked at the person in front of him coldly, his words full of threats:
"Inspector Zhongji, I'm warning you too."
"Before you come to Gild to find out the connections of the people there, it's best not to attack anyone you see."
Akai Shuichi removed the silencer from the gun and put the gun back on his waist.
"Otherwise, next time, my sniper scope may show your head."
Akai Shuichi just walked away without hesitation, completely ignoring Inspector Nakayoshi who clenched his fists behind him, and didn't worry about him shooting him in the back out of anger.
Zhongjizheng, I didn't dare.
When he was still in the United States, he realized how terrifying Akai Shuichi was. This Japanese-American could thrive in the FBI not because of his good skin.
That's a reputation built with bullets.
"Damn it, where did I provoke him?" Zhongyoshizhengga cursed secretly, found the bullet that had just been driven into the wall, and quickly left the scene.
In a room with no light——
Akai Shuichi opened the door and was slightly startled when he saw the people inside.
"Mr. Akai." The little boy smiled obediently at him.
Judy on the side quickly explained that the capture of Keel was thanks to this little detective. He followed the case from beginning to end, and he should have a good idea of Keel's follow-up treatment.
Akai Shuichi responded without saying anything, but looked at the sleeping beauty lying on the hospital bed.
It was too late when Chianti and Cohen rushed over. Conan directed James to use the car to drive Kiel to a dead end. He flew over the roof of a private car and was thrown off by the sudden brake. He fell unconscious on the spot.
The team that fell behind saw that the FBI would not be able to deal with it for a while, and their identities were difficult to expose, so they could only retreat temporarily.
In this way, Kil was successfully in the hands of Conan and others.
As for Judy's disappointment when she opened her helmet and saw that the person inside was Kil instead of Belmod, she probably didn't have time to care.
Judy found a secluded place and performed basic medical treatment on Keel, but the man seemed to have injured his head and showed no signs of waking up.
"Xiu, what are we going to do next?" When Judy saw Akai Shuichi, it was like seeing her backbone.
Akai Shuichi suppressed the desire to smoke, recalled the unpleasant meeting with someone just now, and gently shook the can of coffee in his hand.
"Of course, wait for her to wake up." He delayed the time, "I have many questions to ask this Miss Sleeping Beauty."
For example, whether the "their person" that that stupid guy Nakayoshi accidentally revealed was her, or what made Jin Kuroki send people out to intercept Kiel who was still on a mission.
Although there was no evidence, Akai Shuichi had an instinctive feeling that the group of unknown people were from the Kuroki Jin sect.
He didn't know if he would be kicked out if he went to him to ask why... After all, Kuroki Jin seemed to suspect that he was the one who covered Judy to shoot him.
Akai Shuichi felt very wronged and once again experienced the trouble of different camps.
"Is it time for the FBI to insert someone into the organization..."
"What?" His voice was so small that no one else in the same house heard him clearly.
Akai Shuichi shook his head and said it was nothing, then thought for a while and said I was going out, then turned and left the room.
Judy and Conan were left staring, wondering what he had thought of in a short period of time.
Conan concluded: "In any case, our gains this time are not small. Besides..."
He recalled eavesdropping on the melody Gere was playing on his phone in a parking lot.
"I still have some things that need to be confirmed, so I'll leave it to Teacher Judy."
Judy nodded solemnly.
…
Kuroki Ren stood at the door. The door behind him had been closed. In the quiet atmosphere, he could hear the vodka outside the house and locked the door. It seemed that the gentleman had given some order.
The room was not dark, although there were no lights on, but not far in front of him, a computer was glowing.
In front of the computer, a dark figure sat on a chair, seemingly a person.
Kuroki just glanced at it and then lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look directly, which also represented respect and submission.
"Port wine."
When the "person" opened his mouth, the mechanical sound was like a roller without lubricant, and it made an unpleasant squeaking sound.
"Yes, BOSS." Kuroki Ren stared at the ground and became more submissive.
