Chapter 103, Chapter 102: Cai Cai, Tong Tong, Lao Lao! ...
Every cause has an effect.
Your retribution is me.
The police chief's trip back to his hometown to visit relatives was thus decided.
Amidst countless indescribable thoughts and dazed feelings, Rag picked up the cow cat on Furuya Rei's shoulder, leaving only a few strands of snow-white cat hair stuck to his black suit pants, which was quite eye-catching.
It's like the marks someone leaves behind after tampering with someone's house.
Furuya Rei glanced silently at Rag, whose outfit matched the black and white color scheme of the cow cat.
I've heard that calico cats, which produce more cows than milk, are bad cats, and it seems that's true.
The bad cat threw away the burnt-faced Pikachu toy.
The bad cat strolled over leisurely, amidst Vodka's horrified gaze.
The bad cat grabbed Gin's shimmering silver hair with one hand.
The precision with which he places his hands on the back of the chair is such that if the silver-haired man moves his head, his scalp will be pulled by his hair. This is a provocation that can annoy 90% of long-haired people and 500% of Gin.
Vodka is about to scream.
But the person in front of him was the Boss, acknowledged by the adults of the organization, and Gin remained unmoved by this provocation, so Vodka swallowed back the scream that was about to burst out of his throat.
"Gin, how come you're still alive?" Rag pressed both arms against the back of the chair, completely covering Gin's long hair, and asked with great confusion, "How come the bomb I planted in the training camp didn't kill you or me?"
Gin remained silent.
It wasn't that he wasn't killed in the explosion, but that he almost was. Vodka was so anxious he was practically on fire. After completing the plan to capture Lager, the boss went back to the organization's hospital and rested for three days.
It wasn't because Lager was particularly skilled, but because this woman was completely insane and reckless. She dragged Gin along and detonated a bomb that had collapsed an entire floor, killing all the other members who had chased her to the training camp.
Vodka, who stayed down the mountain to watch the cars, was startled by the explosion on the mountain. He rushed over before the police arrived and dug Gin and Lager, who had been trapped under Gin, out of the rubble. He then sent the two seriously injured people back home that night.
An explosion of that magnitude should have killed everyone, but Vodka believed it was divine intervention and divine protection. The triangular area that had formed happened to shield his brother from the blast, and even if the rubble from the second and third floors, which could have crushed a person into mincemeat, collapsed, it did not threaten Gin's life.
After sending Lag, who had also miraculously survived, to the Boss, the older brother went back to bed and recuperated for three days. As a result, he was punished by the Boss as soon as he recovered... Vodka felt deeply aggrieved for Gin.
But before he could dare to offer his opinion, Rag laughed and answered his own question, "Oh dear, I forgot. You were so badly injured that you had to stay in bed for three days. As a result, you were not only punished, but all the tasks you were given were downgraded to low-level tasks."
"For a mere 100 million yen deal, you're willing to lower yourself to ride a roller coaster at an amusement park. Is it because I 'accidentally' killed too many members of the action team, leaving you as the only one who can go?"
The young man with light gold hair bent down, casually twirling a strand of hair near Gin's ear with his fingers, and chuckled, "That old bastard is so vicious, yet you're such a loyal dog."
There was no ambiguity, only hatred.
In an instant, Rei Furuya felt a blur before his eyes, and amidst the fluttering of his silver hair and black trench coat, he saw Gin, who had been sitting in his office chair pretending to be deaf, suddenly change his attitude, overturn the chair, and grab Lage's wrist, which had been causing trouble earlier.
"Lag?" Gin looked down at the still-smiling young man in front of him, and as his long fingers tightened their grip, Furuya Rei seemed to hear the sound of his wrist bones trembling and cracking.
"Gin!" Rum slammed his fist on the table with a loud voice, but a hint of suspicion and probing flickered in his single remaining eye. He stood rooted to the floor, not moving an inch, and shouted, "How dare you disrespect the Boss?"
But what he really wanted to use this opportunity to test was whether the person in front of him was Boss or Lag? Why did Gin's attitude change so drastically, while Lag seemed to have expected it?
The bald man's single eye pupil darted restlessly.
Vermouth, on the other hand, was much more direct. She immediately pulled out a pistol from her waist and pointed it at Gin's head, her threat obvious. However, her eyes were fixed on Lag's face, whose wrist was being gripped by Gin, as if she were waiting for orders.
Rei Furuya deliberately kept his reaction time slow, standing up from the table a beat behind everyone else, silently revealing his wavering loyalty with small gestures befitting Bourbon's personality.
In the tense atmosphere that seemed ready to explode at any moment, Gin didn't even glance at the people around him who were reacting in various ways. His fierce gaze pierced through the deepest shadow of his top hat and fell upon the person in front of him. He repeated once more, "Lag?"
"Hahahaha, your expression is hilarious." Rag laughed as if he felt no pain whatsoever, laughing until tears streamed down his face. Then he suddenly stopped laughing and said, "The answer is your favorite: fifty-fifty."
Gin's gaze grew even colder, and just as he was about to exert force, the young man in front of him suddenly changed his expression, his eyes twitching in pain from his almost fractured wrist, and he uttered a harsh word: "Kurosawa."
Rei Furuya and Rum stared intently at the absurd farce unfolding before them.
Gin was about to snap Lag's wrist when he heard this, but he paused for a few seconds. After silently confirming something with the young man in front of him, whose expression had subtly changed but whose demeanor had drastically altered, he finally let go completely.
"Boss."
Silver Wolf lowered his proud head, retracting all his sharp fangs into his soft mouth. His previous ruthlessness and coldness turned into deep silence, acknowledging the identity of the person before him.
If this is the Boss, then who was the person just now? Furuya Rei's hand, which was resting on the edge of the table, gripped the edge slightly, but he quickly realized what was happening and released the pressure. However, his gray eyes were fixed on the black-haired youth who was twisting his wrist.
If that was lager, why would he know so much about things that only the Boss would know...? Countless questions swirled in his mind, but offstage he could only remain absolutely silent and watch the drama unfold.
Lag, moving as slowly as an elderly man, twisted his aching wrist and sighed, "Why did you provoke her?"
However, despite saying that, "Lag" seemed to know very well that Gin hadn't provoked anyone, so he quickly moved on from the matter, put his hands behind his back, and strode toward the head of the table. "I told you about this yesterday, Gin."
Yesterday, the Boss spoke with Gin alone. Rum was shocked. He had only participated in the meeting between the group leaders and elders and the Boss last night. Did she really speak with someone else alone? Why not him, the one who had always been highly regarded?
Was it because of his previous probing and transgressions? The bald man gritted his teeth, his high cheekbones making his already rugged and fierce face even more grotesque. He lowered his head for a long time before he could calm his extremely shaken state of mind.
But "Rag" wasn't paying attention to him at all. He just gently patted Vermouth's hand, which was still holding the gun, and sighed, "Give her some leeway, don't be so rough."
When the black-haired youth spoke, he habitually lowered his voice to a more neutral tone, softening his slightly hoarse voice, and the emotions in his sentences were diffused as if they were being lightly described.
“There’s no need to question my identity, because there’s no one else here.” She pointed to her light gray eyes and said, “Rag is me, and I am Rag.”
"The experiment will have some impact on me, it just will take some time, but..." The low, hoarse voice suddenly rose and became cheerful again.
“But we’re one person.” Lag chuckled, then gave Gin a perfect international friendliness gesture, succinctly stating, “Give me some leeway, understand?”
Gin reverted to his deaf, mute, and blind state. Vodka, with great perceptiveness, righted the chair that had been overturned, and the silver-haired assassin silently sat back down in his seat.
Rei Furuya suddenly understood why Gin was so emotionally exhausted.
"Okay, okay, living in a young person's body means you'll become younger too."
The black-haired youth instantly reverted to his initial friendly yet composed demeanor, lightly brushing aside his earlier erratic behavior. "Getting back to business, Bourbon needs to infiltrate the Public Security Bureau to gain their trust, which makes it difficult to move around the mission in Tokyo."
"Rum, what do you think we should do?"
…
Late at night, in Kudo's house.
The crowd fell silent as the developments, which were now running wild like a runaway horse, accelerated uncontrollably.
Of course, Zhuge Tongzhi was not one of the silent crowd; she was extremely happy.
"My sister's alright! She's alright!!" The black-haired girl, unusually impolite, kicked off her slippers and jumped excitedly on the sofa. "She's okay! She's okay! She's alright! Oh my gosh!!"
No, Rag's mental state doesn't sound good at all. Conan looked at his friend, who had never shown such emotion before, and gave him a half-moon eye. "This sounds worrying, doesn't it? Why aren't you worried at all?"
Because I know that Rag comes from another world, that she brought a memo with her, and that her memories cannot be easily erased, although the specifics of the experiment are still unclear, I am not too worried about her memory.
Moreover...
"She loves to act, and she's been practicing playing multiple roles for over a decade. It's no wonder she looks like she has a split personality."
Zhuge Tongzhi naturally wouldn't reveal these private matters between the two sisters. He simply waved his hand and said to Furuya Rei, "You're the one who discovered the strange things about Ireland. Now that Rag knows about this, you can go undercover in the Public Security Bureau without worry."
Moreover, the fact that "Ireland is still alive" is the biggest clue. Rag must have noticed Bourbon's behavior deviating from the original plot, which is why he specifically came to see him.
If Zhuge Tongzhi hadn't interfered with the original plot development, Ireland should have been killed by Gin, who was strafing Tokyo Tower from a helicopter. Instead, he has transformed from a genuine Gin into a sinisterly red undercover police officer.
Rag will surely know that she was involved in the Irish incident, and that she is still alive and well. Zhuge Tongzhi thought with a hint of smug satisfaction.
so……
"Congratulations on turning back into a college student! Boom!" The black-haired girl laughed gleefully. "How do you plan to disguise yourself? I can help you design something."
When the topic of disguise came up, Rei Furuya's expression became even more unspeakable.
"What's wrong, Furuya?" Kenji Hagiwara, who was on his shift, asked. He didn't mind his friends using him as inspiration; disguise often starts with imitating someone you know.
However, Morofushi Kagemitsu had already copied himself. The half-long-haired man blinked his droopy eyes, which seemed to look at dogs with deep affection, and thought: Then how about copying Kojinpei's face?
Even with his dark skin, Kojinpei is still very handsome.
Kenji Hagiwara mentally darkened Jinpei Matsuda's skin tone several shades, but he still felt incredibly impressed by his handsomeness.
"If you want to copy Kojinpei, I can help you!" He enthusiastically helped his childhood friend promote the image rights, and warmly recommended to Furuya Rei: "I'm very familiar with the details, and I can control the feel of the wig."
Hagiwara, these words sound strange. Furuya Rei glanced at Hagiwara Kenji with a puzzled expression, shook his head, and said, "No need, Lag told me to just take the exam using Amuro Tooru's identity."
“After all, if you’re not going through the police academy route and are going straight back to the Public Security Bureau, you really don’t need to disguise yourself.” Zhuge Tongzhi explained for his sister, then, not wanting to miss out on the fun, asked, “But she must have said something else, what was it?”
Rei Furuya paused for a moment, then said with a hint of self-abandonment, "You say I'm too young to handle anything, I could get into high school without any problem."
"Ha!" Zhuge Tongzhi laughed without hesitation; to hesitate for even a second longer would be disrespectful to Lag.
"Rum was sent to make sushi by her, Gin was so bothered that he went to do a mission, and Vermouth's phone was unreachable."
Furuya Rei recounted the major changes within the organization as if announcing a list of victims, and finally said, "I'm a little curious about what she's planning to do."
"It's probably because of Lag's current situation, which is both good and bad." Conan held a cup of black tea in his hand and said in a clear, childlike voice, "Although she has taken the position of Boss, it won't be easy for her to fool Gin and Rum."
"Even if you have power, you can't make everyone follow your orders as strictly as robots."
The black-haired, blue-eyed detective said, "Lag knew that Mr. Amuro was a member of the Public Security Bureau, yet he still asked you to infiltrate the Public Security Bureau. This could be a subtle way of asking for help."
“She needs trustworthy people in the organization to help her make arrangements.” Shuichi Akai smoothly picked up on Conan’s train of thought, put down his teacup and looked at Rei Furuya, “Asking you to develop members might not be a joke.”
“Yes, I agree with that.” Morofushi Kagemitsu gazed at his reflection in the teacup, his blue-gray eyes filled with a gentle smile. “Then, we’ll have to have Zero recommend some outstanding students from Tokyo University.”
They looked up at Rei Furuya, who was stroking his chin in deep thought.
The blond man was pondering how to slip the police into the organization when he met the gazes of the two former Whiskeymen and belatedly realized what they meant.
"Wait, are you serious?" Rei Furuya paused, staring at the two undercover agents who had faked their deaths and returned to university. His purplish-gray eyes widened slightly. "You're going back to the organization?"
“I was rescued by Kirito herself, and Lag knows about it.” Morofushi Kagemitsu said with a smile, explaining the reason he couldn’t refuse. “She knows I can’t not reunite with you, so the implication is quite obvious.”
“Lager also knew that Shuichi Akai had faked his death,” Zhuge Tongzhi added, raising his hand. “And he also knew that his disguised identity was a student at Tokyo University.”
It should be said that the most obvious target was Shuichi Akai, but unexpectedly, when Noah's Ark helped them forge their identities, it also accidentally brought Hiromitsu Morofushi into the University of Tokyo, which directly led to the number of fake retirement liquors at the University of Tokyo exceeding expectations.
This wave is from Boss Zhipin.
"But I think we don't need to guess whether you'll rehire us or not; we should have a clear answer soon."
Zhuge Tongzhi sat on the back of the sofa, but still had to raise his head slightly when talking to the standing adults. "The first step that Lag will take will definitely not be to ask for help from outside."
At the same moment, Rei Furuya and Hiromitsu Morofushi's phones vibrated at a special frequency. They looked at each other, took out their phones, and found a notification pop up that had been set to receive a special alert.
"You've set a special notification: The 'Wutong Tree Forum' has been updated!"
Clicking through, I saw that the pinned post on the forum had a new title, and the time in the bottom right corner was exactly right now:
"AAA World's Number One Pokémon Master: I, Hu Hansan, am back!"
Zhuge Tongzhi said confidently, "She will connect the organization to the internet."
…
In the Boss's bedroom
Lag lay comfortably on the newly replaced large bed, her wrist, which Gin had pinched swollen, being iced by Vermouth next to her, so she was currently scrolling through her phone with one hand.
"bite!"
"Ouch!"
Somewhat absent-minded, Vermouth was startled by Rag's cry of pain. She looked up and realized that he had dropped his phone and hit his nose. Now he was busy covering his nose and wiping away tears with one hand.
She found it somewhat amusing for a moment, but considering the current situation, she couldn't laugh anymore, so she could only softly remind her, "Please be careful."
"What's there to be careful about?" Her light gold-toned black hair was spread out on the pillow. Rag's eyes were still wet with tears as she looked at the post that had been replied to instantly and chuckled, "I don't have anything to be careful about now, Vermouth."
"AAA World's Number One Pokémon Master: I, Hu Hansan, am back!"
"AAA Sycamore Tree: So slow! :D"
“Vermouth, I’m a man of my word.” The dark-haired youth turned to face the blonde woman sitting beside the bed, a smile playing on his lips. “Work with me, and I guarantee your angels will all be alright.”
“I know everything, but I haven’t done anything yet. Doesn’t that speak volumes about my attitude?” she said meaningfully.
Vermouth tightened her grip on the ice pack for a moment.
Lag flipped back, giving Vermouth time to think, and raised his hand to type on his phone:
"AAA World's Number One Pokémon Master: CaiCai, TongTong, LaoLao QAQ"
A vintage-style giant ship slowly sailed past beneath the post, bringing an unparalleled sense of security.
In the quiet bedroom, where you could clearly hear the tapping of keys, only Rag's phone kept ringing with notification sounds, and the forum was bustling with activity.
Another notification sounded, indicating she was being followed. Zhuge Tongzhi replied to her latest comment.
"AAA Sycamore Tree: Don't cry, we'll be here soon."
Rag happily imagined his sweet reunion, rushing into his sister's 1.7-meter-tall, broad embrace, while Vermouth finally made up her mind.
“Okay,” the blonde woman said, looking up.
"Everything is as you wish, Boss."
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Author's Note: I got completely distracted while watching game commentary.
I'm never watching commentary videos while writing again!
…
Great, it's Friday!
Morning Star will be updating aggressively (clenching fist)
…
I'm not sure if I explained the part about Lag's provocation clearly.
It's about Gin chasing Lag.
Rag wanted to die together with his opponent.
As a result, Gin hadn't hit Shinichi Kudo with his staff yet, so he didn't die.
Then, because Rag was seriously injured, he was punished for interfering with the Boss experiment.
In addition, Rag killed many members of the action team.
This ironically led to Gin going to the amusement park.
(Shy)
…
Mwah!
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