Chapter 13 The Unexpected Arrival of Darkness
For a moment, the thunderclouds seemed to be just an illusion. The bodyguards were still hesitating whether to push the door to check the situation when they heard the footsteps of the doctors who stayed behind running quickly from a distance, accompanied by shouts: "The patient has no heartbeat, quick! Open the door!" The bodyguards did not hear the shrill alarm in the room because of the thunder, but the patient's heartbeat monitor was connected to the doctor on duty's computer. Dr. Yamanaka discovered the problem immediately and hurriedly pulled other doctors from the duty room.
The bodyguards reacted quickly and opened the door as soon as they saw the doctor running over. The ward was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood. The bodyguards rushed in with pistols, but only saw a black shadow disappearing through the window.
This is the eighth floor!
Conan and Toru Amuro finally arrived at this time. Maori Kogoro came to the hospital to visit the injured client, who was a young and beautiful woman. Uncle Maori was not in the mood to listen to Conan's analysis. Instead, he scolded Conan for not having any evidence and asked Conan to confirm it before looking for him. As a result, Conan couldn't find Yayoi Ando downstairs and could only contact Toru Amuro of the Japanese Public Security Bureau and Shuichi Akai of the FBI. Shuichi Akai was not nearby because of something, but Toru Amuro was there, so he was responsible for helping.
With his handsome appearance and witty words, Toru Amuro coaxed the nurse on duty into a state of amorous feelings. He then played a trick and asked to see the hospital surveillance. The other party did not doubt and showed them the surveillance. After discovering that Yayoi Andong entered the elevator, he followed the doctor to the eighth floor. The two rushed all the way to the eighth floor, and saw a group of bodyguards bowing their heads at the door of room 801, looking deeply shocked, and the doctors came and went, but had no intention of emergency treatment.
Sensing something was wrong, Toru Amuro stopped a bodyguard and asked, "What happened?"
Although the bodyguard was panicked, he looked at Amuro Toru with professional ethics and did not speak. The secretary beside him regained some reason in his grief and shouted: "Lord Konishi, Lord Konishi Chengji, was murdered! The black organization, these hateful black organizations, must have done it! They are too much, Lord Konishi is a good official who serves the people!"
Hearing this, Amuro Toru was shocked. What? The person who died was actually Konishi Narimi, one of the people on the organization's recent assassination list. Could this be the work of the organization? He frowned and opened his phone. He saw that on the dark website established by the organization, the commission for Konishi Narimi's assassination had indeed been removed and turned into a pending but unconfirmed status. It took less than a minute from the time the accident happened to when they arrived. If this wasn't the work of the organization, who else could it be?
Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene and his short stature, Conan quietly squeezed in and saw a body with no chance of being saved lying on its back on the bed. Blood was all over the bed and even dripping onto the ground, forming a pool of blood. The huge wound went from the left shoulder to the right lower abdomen, and the entire chest cavity was basically cut open. Konishi Narimi closed his eyes, but a happy smile appeared on his face.
Although this wound is deep, it is not completely fatal, and the body can react for another 2-3 seconds. Normal people will show pain or confusion on their faces due to the pain caused by trauma, so is this smile due to poisoning? The deceased's blood is very dark in color and the amount of bleeding is very large. There must be a ruptured artery, but it is the color of venous blood, and the blood oxygen concentration is low. Does he have a heart disease or is it poisoning?
But no matter what, this huge external wound must be the cause of death. However, this wound is so huge that it cannot be done by ordinary weapons, and the murderer must have great strength to move mountains and lift tripods. How did he do this? Can a normal person have such strength?
Conan took out his cell phone, secretly took a few photos, and then called the police.
At the moment, these have nothing to do with Yayoi Andong. He threw the deactivated bomb into the river and prepared to go back to eat the cake he had not finished.
When Gin found that the monitor screen was black and the remote control was useless, he immediately asked Vodka to drive to the hospital. Then he ran into a bunch of policemen surrounding the hospital. They would definitely not drive in this situation, so they could only leave.
"Brother, where do we go to find that kid now?"
Gin knocked on the handlebars and said, "Let's go to his house." Yayoi Andong was very confident, even too confident. Even if someone killed someone in front of him or planted a bomb in front of him, he would not run away. So he would not run away this time.
Then, just as Yayoi Ando opened the box and took out the cake, she came face to face with the uninvited duo who came in through the window: …
"Konishi Narimi is dead." Andong Yayoi said calmly, "Do you have anything else to say?"
When Vodka saw Yayoi Anton standing here unharmed and a group of people gathered around the hospital, he guessed this result, but he was still shocked by Yayoi Anton's tone. Sneaking into the hospital to kill a famous politician and evacuating unscathed was no different from going downstairs to buy a loaf of bread in his words. Not to mention the action, just the intelligence gathering ability alone is among the top three in the organization.
Even if he gave this task to Rum and Bourbon, he was not sure that the two of them could find the location of a candidate for parliament in just ten minutes. If the organization wanted to find out, they could find out, but it would definitely not be so fast, as if Brother Gin and the other party were colluding to act. But Vodka was soon frightened by his own rebellious imagination and shook his head. If the big brother wanted subordinates, he could just recruit them directly, why waste his energy.
Of course, Gin thought more than Vodka, so he was more satisfied with Anton Yayoi. He rarely showed a sincere smile and said, "You... are very good, join us." As for Angustra, a fool who was killed casually, he was gone, so what? Did he still expect Gin to avenge him?
"No, I'm not interested." Andong Yayoi refused without any hesitation. Although crime and darkness complement each other, what he likes is the tranquility of the night, not cooking in the dark.
As expected, the rejection was overwhelming. Especially the more confident the talent, the more they would refuse the organization's recruitment. After all, there were too many people who wanted to recruit them. But the organization had its own methods. Gin chuckled sarcastically, narrowed his eyes, and threatened according to the procedure: "Voluntary joining and forced joining are two different things. We are fully capable of making it impossible for you to survive in society. Are you trying to go against us?"
Threats, assassinations, reports, slander, benefits, temptations
The organization has ten thousand ways to force people who were originally in the light to turn to darkness, not to mention people like Andong Yayoi who are already deeply trapped in darkness. The organization is his best destination.
An·Although it is a dark attribute·But it really didn't kill anyone·Dong
"If I don't consider it, what can you bring to me?" Andong Yayoi thought about the black organizations uploaded on the Internet - fighting, bullying men and women, living a life of luxury, and taking advantage of both black and white. What temptation would these have for a god?
As expected, Gin started with the old three things: "Money, fame, and women." Then he looked at Andong Yayoi's expressionless face and continued knowingly: "And killing without any consideration."
When An Dong Yayoi heard about killing, he hesitated for a second and asked, "Do you kill many people every day?"
Gin thought that Andong Yayoi was hooked because he could kill people, so he smiled knowingly and said, "As long as you kill people within the scope allowed by the organization, the organization will help you deal with everything."
"No, what I mean is... I can join, but do you need someone to deal with the corpses?" Yayoi Anton didn't expect that there would be such a surprise waiting for him. This organization is a huge cooking organization. In human terms, it's a canteen!
He is now very, very short of souls. Human souls generally cannot communicate within a day, begin to dissipate within a week, and disappear completely within a month. He now meets souls purely by luck, and he can't really keep pestering Conan. Without a soul, there is no strength, and without strength, there is no authority. It will take a long time for Him to recover.
Gin was stumped for a moment after hearing this outrageous request, but he still answered the question cautiously and ambiguously: "It is optional."
"If I can deal with the bodies, I can join," Andong Yayoi's eyes lit up, "How many people can you kill in Tokyo every day?"
Every day? It’s not necessary to count every day, Vodka complained silently, we are not so arrogant.
As the leader of the action team, Gin has the most say. "Only counting Tokyo, there are five people per month on average, but if there is a gang fight, there may be forty or fifty people."
Yayoi Andong thought about it and put in the soul memories of the previous office workers. Following the powerful Conan, it is easy to encounter dying people, but the other party is very suspicious of him. If he hangs around the scene a few more times, he may be sent to prison. Following the Black Organization, there is food to eat and money to be made, but the colleagues do not seem to be good-tempered people.
But it doesn't matter, he is a kind, friendly god, he won't argue with humans, well, as long as you give him food, he is a good human, the best human. As for always wanting to stab him, it doesn't matter, anyway, you can't hit his body, it only hurts the body of "Anton Yayoi".
"Okay, but I have one condition. You don't have to pay me, but don't ask me to do anything else. A free corpse disposer is a good deal for you, right?"
Gin, who was not looking for low-level employees, chose to nod. Anyway, he had already stepped into the organization and could not run away. If he wanted to do dirty work, he would do it. Maybe it was the other party's strange xp. For his own mood, Gin decided not to ask him why he was so interested in corpses.
Whenever he was asked, Andong Yayoi would answer him honestly: eating. I'm afraid that even in the organization, Andong Yayoi's reputation is not very good.
"How can you contact me?" Andong Yayoi took out his cell phone full of scratches and cracks. His computer was the best configuration, but he really didn't have extra money to buy a new cell phone. To be honest, he was very careful with his cell phone, but he wanted to try "whether walnuts that were hit by the door can still nourish the brain". He didn't know whether walnuts could nourish the brain, but the broken door really couldn't withstand the walnuts. With the mentality that he had already bought it and couldn't waste it, Andong Yayoi had to try to smash the walnuts with his cell phone, and got a broken walnut, a broken cell phone, and a broken self.
Gin glanced at Yayoi Andong's damaged cell phone with disdain, then raised his hand to signal Vodka to come forward.
Vodka took out a newest Apple phone from his arms and introduced it: "It looks like an Apple, but the inside is made by the organization. The programs are all installed. Don't touch these icons." He clicked twice on the blank space, and an interface that looked no different from an ordinary website, but the actual content was not an ordinary website, popped up. "This is a dark web built by the organization. You can accept tasks in it. The tasks are not sent by the organization. It doesn't matter whether you accept them or not. The organization will take 20%. The organization's tasks will be sent to you via email, and will be automatically deleted when you exit. Make sure you have read them before exiting. Then look at the information here..."
Vodka talked a lot and An Dong Yayoi listened obediently. This phone seemed to have only a few icons, but the operations were more complicated than each other.
At this moment, Gin's cell phone suddenly rang. Gin took it out and took a look at it. He said, "There is a mission to kill someone right now. Do you want to go?"
Yayoi Andong nodded. Instead of waiting in the room, it would be better to go there directly with Gin.
"What are your requirements for handling corpses? Take photos and upload them? Punch in at a certain time?" Yayoi Andong planned to eat corpses and souls together. Having recovered some of his abilities, he no longer needed the assistance of divine blood to collect corpses with his bare hands.
"No requirements, just clean it up and don't get caught." Gin pushed open the window and prepared to climb out. "See you downstairs, hurry up." His movements were chic and his posture was handsome, but...
Yayoi Andong: ...Actually, he could have gone through the door. He didn't touch the surveillance cameras in other places, but he did touch the ones in this dormitory.
Without waiting for An Dong Yayoi to speak, Gin and Vodka, who knew nothing, climbed out the window without looking back, leaving no trace.
Ah well, maybe this is the end of cool chic.
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