Chapter 1 Dark Wine

In the brightly lit hotel lobby, the police cordoned off.

The boy in the black coat spoke lazily.

"You are the murderer, Yuuki-san."

The woman who was comforted in a low voice by her friend suddenly froze, and she didn't refute, but the friend who comforted her couldn't stand.

"What are you talking about, brat! How could Yuuki be a murderer! She's so kind..."

"Jealousy is really a terrible thing, are you right? Yuuki-san." The boy in black ignored the accusation of the other party, just sighed and said with a look of compassion.

"Boyfriends who gradually lose their love, focus more on friends who are cheerful and excellent, and are gradually attracted to them..."

"This trip can be regarded as the last trip before we break up."

"That gentleman, should be preparing to officially break up with Miss Yuuki after the tour, but it's a pity that Miss Yuuki knew about it in advance, and was prepared to make him unable to say it."

"After all, dead people don't cheat and don't break up, do they?"

It was a young man who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, with baby fat on his face, slightly curly black hair, fair skin, a bandaged right eye, and a kite-colored left pupil.

The black coat and suit were a little loose on him. He stood lazily, watching the found murderer sit on the ground unable to kneel, and burst into tears.

"It's so boring," he said, turning to leave.

The sharp-eyed policeman quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"What's this little brother's name?"

The black-haired boy blinked, and a dark streamer seemed to pass through the kite-colored eyes.

"Tsushima, Tsushima Shuji, my name," he said with a smile on his face.

Ignoring the officer who complimented him, he turned away and waved with his back to him.

Standing at the door, he took out his phone and tapped a few times.

[Come pick me up - cahors]

After half a minute, I got a reply.

[Address - gin]

...

[…Address—cahors]

The man sitting in the co-pilot exhaled and snorted coldly, dropping the cigarette butt.

"Vodka, go to the Popcorn Hotel."

"yes, Sir."

Vodka worked tirelessly to start the car.

"Brother, is there any mission?" He couldn't help but ask.

After all, he suddenly proposed to go to the hotel during the day, which is really not like the style of Brother Gin!

"Mission? Hmph." The silver-haired man smiled vaguely.

"Just to pick up a troublesome kid."

Vodka was in shock.

Even the eldest brother Gin finds it troublesome, how troublesome must he be?

and many more……

Speaking of troublesome brats...

"Is Kaa back?" Vodka asked in an inexplicable state of mind.

"That's right, that troublesome kid." Gin simply admitted his guess.

what……

If it is Kao, vodka is not surprising at all.

After all, he had seen the troubles of Kaa with his own eyes.

Thinking of the fact that the other party committed suicide three times a day on average, and the brother Gin who had to protect the other party from really dying...

Vodka drives silently.

Brother Gin, you are too difficult! ! !

...

Standing in front of the hotel and waiting for more than ten minutes, a black Porsche 356a stopped in front of him.

He didn't care, he reached out and opened the back seat door and sat on it.

"Yo, long time no see, Gin."

"I'm relieved to see that your hair is fine."

"After all, there are so many undercover agents waiting for you to catch me. I'm still worried that you will be bald."

The boy in the back seat raised his right hand in high spirits to speak, and said irritating words in a cheerful and friendly tone.

"Shut up Kaa." A gun was aimed at the teenager in the back seat.

"Hey? You finally thought about it, are you willing to send me to death yourself?" The young man was not afraid at all, and even moved closer to the muzzle of the gun, putting his head against the muzzle.

"As long as I press this lightly, my wish can be fulfilled." The boy smiled contentedly and eagerly.

"Please, let me wake up from this rotten world." He said so, with a gentle smile on his face, the only kite-colored eyes showing were dead.

"You lunatic." Gin withdrew the gun, meaning that he didn't speak.

"It's not to die for the boss to let you come back, you have to serve the organization well, Kaa." The silver-haired man said so.

The young man lowered his eyes regretfully and stared blankly at the passing scenery outside the window.

[90% fit of Dazai's character design]

[Come on, host! Just ten percent! You can start a new vest! ]

As if he didn't hear anything, the boy turned to ask the man.

"Who is my partner?"

Gin ignored him.

Instead, Vodka smiled and answered his question.

"What that gentleman means is, let you choose for yourself."

"Let me choose? Can anyone?"

"What can't be chosen will not appear in front of you." This time it was Gin.

How fun.

Osamu Dazai thought about it.

"Is my place ready?" he asked as if remembering something.

"It's arranged, it's an apartment, and the security measures are good."

"But now, let's try your ability first. After so many years outside, I don't know if there is any progress."

Vodka drove to the door of a research institute.

"Hey? My [father] really likes the research institute..." Dazai Osamu said dully.

"Shut up and follow."

Gin ignored the boy's words and walked straight ahead.

There wasn't a single researcher in sight of the corridor they walked, and at the end of the corridor was an unremarkable elevator.

After the detection of fingerprints and irises, the elevators that originally only had negative one quietly added the options of negative two and negative three.

"Gin, A-level clearance, allow entry."

"Cahor, A-level clearance, allow entry."

"Vodka, A-level clearance, entry is allowed."

"Welcome back to the training ground." As the elevator opened, the mechanical female voice said without emotion.

In this training place full of futuristic technology, people who come and go are always code-named members of the organization. Seeing gin and vodka coming back with a teenager who seems to be underage, there is no superfluous expression, just sneaking. He glanced at it for a second, then turned his head and made a look of indifference.

After all, after watching it for a long time, Jin Jiu suspected that they were undercover, and directly held a gun to their foreheads. If they disagreed, they shot and killed them, and the organization would not say anything.

"Go, let me see how your strength is."

"m200, l115a3..."

The teenager casually reached out and stroked the rows of guns, knowing the data performance of all the guns.

Then I randomly chose an svd and stood on the training platform.

...

"It's the forehead again..." Gin looked at the real-time record with a vague meaning.

Each training data will be recorded, including the location and number of shots fired by the data characters.

In the record of Dazai Osamu's achievements shown above, the number of shots in the Tianling cover of the forehead far exceeds that of the heart and other parts.

[Forehead: 79]

[Heart: 10]

[Limbs: 11]

[Latest record 1500 yards]

"Well, there's no way, after all, some people's hearts may grow elsewhere~" The black-clothed boy who finished the test said slowly.

[Host, Osamu Dazai's marksmanship is not so good! ! ! ooc it! ! 〗The system wailed.

[No no no, this is not Fumino's crew, why can't Osamu Dazai, who has no disqualification in the world, be full of marksmanship and fighting! This is Osamu Dazai, my rude science! 】The boy retorted in his heart.

"That's right." Gin sent an admiring expression.

Although Kaa's quirks are a bit more, this prudent approach is much better than organizing other trash fish.

"Ah, hurry up and take me home, the canned crab meat I bought has arrived." Dazai Osamu said weakly, lying on the ground.

Gin: ... "!! Get up."

Calm down, keep calm, Kaa is the lord's adopted son...

Kao is very useful...  

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Gin pressed down the hand that wanted to draw a gun.

"Great!"

ps: Comprehensive worldview, no heroine, no love line, no ambiguity, no licking of women, no help to the red party, true winery heir, no rescue, undercover traitor Erwuzai and other red party characters have the possibility of death, In the eyes of the protagonist, Haibara Ai and Conan are stocking experimental subjects, and FBI characters such as Belmod Akai's Judy and other FBI characters are all likely to die. I feel sorry for him for what I wrote, maybe the red party will be wiped out one day.

[Bourbon and Scotland are real wine, real wine! ! ! The winery sent undercover police officers to the police, and I won't explain anyone who doesn't understand. 】

Thunder don't enter! ! ! Don't scold me when your favorite character is dead, I don't accept it.

It's all said that it's pure black real wine, it's impossible to do the behavior of two or five boys, and it won't help the red side while drinking. If the black side doesn't engage in business, should it be charity?

And there are too many original elements, too many private settings, many original cases and original winery members, so...

There won't be a plot that revolves around Conan every day...

Of course, the main storyline is still in the Conan crew, and the daily storyline will occasionally play basketball and tennis with Akashi Akibe, and watch the concert of the Backstreet Girls.

ps: Don't mention other people's books in my text. If there is no heroine, just mention it. If there is a heroine, forget it, because I will click to read it, and then it will be very painful to see a heroine.