Artificial Life
After the morning meeting, Sosuke Fubuki took out his cell phone while Shota Miyake went to the bathroom. These days, the whole of Neon has been buzzing about Ishii Kazuki's final farewell, and the Hakusui Company has been busy as hell. He instructed his subordinates to produce several issues of case review and detailed analysis, and also invited famous detectives to discuss the incident, taking advantage of the hype.
He flicked his finger a few times, and three seconds after a new email was sent, the remaining sending record in the mailbox disappeared without a trace. "General Manager, we..." "Follow the plan at the meeting," Shota Miyake, who had just closed the office door, showed a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself. Sosuke Fubuki had already returned to work, and was quietly comforting his subordinates who had been living in fear because of the threat of the Black Organization. Even though he had faked his death and left, the latter was still afraid of the behemoth. "The entire Neon, no, the international media is paying attention to it, and our company cannot fall behind."
——The carnival has begun. Whether it is sincere or forced, the people are indignant and demand the trial of the crow that is deeply buried in the shadow.
Not far away at Dr. Agasa's house, Miyano Shiho, who was working on her computer, heard the notification sound of her cell phone. She picked it up and her eyes instantly froze on the screen.
The title of the email was, "About the development of the "Silver Bullet" series."
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When Rei Furuya stepped into the Black Organization's base again, he clearly felt something was wrong.
After being made public to the whole society, the business and territory of the winery were greatly affected. The officials involved were either dismissed or unable to take care of themselves. Ishii Kazuki's confession did not turn the Black Organization upside down, but at least it lifted up the hems of the organization and exposed their true colors to everyone. The winery, which had been arrogant for many years, had to make drastic measures and threw smoke bombs everywhere to muddy the waters. It is said that the adult was quite annoyed by this, and many veterans also questioned the current situation of the organization. There was also an atmosphere of mutual doubt and tension among the members of the winery.
But today was different. Bourbon observed the members present in detail. Gin and his little brother Vodka had not appeared for a while. Miravo leaned against the wall, fiddling with the ring on his hand boredly. Furuya Rei had seen the low-level members trying to please her and the high-level members like Rum trying to win her over, but unfortunately they all succumbed to the other's love brain. Compared to the Black Organization, she was more loyal to Mescal, or it could be said that her love with Mescal really annoyed many people.
There were also Vermouth, Gil, Rum and a thick-lipped man whom he had never seen before... Noticing that Furiya Rei's gaze lingered on her, Vermouth smiled and blinked at him. The blond young man withdrew his gaze with understanding. That was probably Binga, the one who was said to have been challenging Gin's status. It seemed that he was promoted by Rum after the incident in Curacao. He quickly assessed in his mind that with this lineup, it seemed that Rum was planning to intervene.
"Everyone," As expected, Rum grinned, revealing his conspicuous buck teeth, "The master has given us a mission."
"The stolen property of the rats, Kelver's relics, have been located."
"On board the Selmes."
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