Chapter 67
The kind-hearted Russian was still being held in the supernatural prison under strict surveillance. Fyodor, who always let others take the blame for him, didn't know that this time it was his turn to take the blame for others.
Gin, who really intends to take action, is extremely active. He collects all the information about Douma from various channels, as well as the true weakness of Bram Stoker, the ancestor of vampires who once appeared.
Gin simply disdains to read those made-up things in literary works. Reality is not novels or animations. How can one really treat real people according to those imaginary things?
After getting the information, Gin, who originally didn't believe the nonsense that Douma was a vampire, couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
There's no way, many of the characteristics displayed by Douma are too similar to those of a vampire.
Vampires feed on human blood, are afraid of sunlight, crosses, and silver objects, and have the ability to recover quickly. Douma's information exposed to the outside world is actually very similar to that of a vampire. Because of his special abilities, he also drinks human blood, hates sunlight, and his wounds can heal quickly.
The similarity is to this extent, it is really a bit too much.
As expected, the boss always makes decisions that are profound even if they seem stupid. Gin, who had briefly questioned the boss's intelligence, reflected deeply on his mistakes.
Gin, who had always remained rational, was finally led astray by the heavy misleadings. After changing his mindset, he first spent a large amount of money to buy a cross and holy water from the Vatican that could restrain and harm vampires, and then he bought some pure silver bullets at a high price, so that he could know whether it was a vampire or not by just trying it.
Of course, it is impossible for him to do it himself. This kind of action will attract hatred for the organization. As a model worker who has been working diligently for the organization, Gin will definitely not be stupid enough to do it himself.
It just so happened that the recent chaos in Yokohama has not yet been completely quelled. Many local organizations are very dissatisfied with the Port Mafia, which took advantage of the Dragon War to rise and become the uncrowned king of Yokohama. This gave Gin an opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Gin deliberately chose a small organization with no foundation but extremely eager to succeed to contact, and the short-sighted and ambitious generation was quickly hooked.
In the dark alley, Gin handed the silver proton bullet that had been soaked in holy water to another person: "This is a specially made sniper bullet. It may be effective against...
This vague direction was naturally interpreted by the other person as a person with special abilities. The look in his eyes as he looked at the bullet became greedy: "I've heard that there is a special bullet that can break special abilities. Could this be it...?"
Gin pressed down the brim of his hat and said nothing, but the contact person mistakenly thought this was a tacit agreement. He happily put away the bullet and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his coat, fearing that he would accidentally lose such a rare thing.
The person who took over the job carefully covered his chest, his face twisted with excitement: "With this, Douma, Nakahara Chuuya, and Dazai Osamu are nothing more than this."
Speaking of the three people who have been in the limelight recently, the leader's eyes were filled with undisguised jealousy, but in the blink of an eye it turned into unbearable joy, because as long as he killed any one of them, he would immediately jump from an unknown little person to a famous figure.
His desire for fame and fortune blinded him to the risks involved, and he risked his life without realizing it.
Where he couldn't see, the lower half of Gin's face was hidden in the shadows, revealing a sarcastic smile. Everything was arranged and the cannon fodder was in place.
The next day, the Port Mafia received another request from the Black Organization to trade the 'Stone of the Sage'.
"Of course I am willing to make a deal with your organization, but..." Moriou paused for a moment, and under the urging of the other party, he continued calmly: "But the recent production of 'Stone of the Sage'..."
On the other side of the communicator, Karasuma Renya, who was using a voice changer, rolled her eyes in an indecent manner. She knew exactly the purpose of Mori Ougai's hesitation. Didn't he just want more money?
Karasuma Renya, who was eager to find out whether Douma was a vampire, didn't want to waste his precious time. As long as the problem could be solved with money, it was not a problem for him. He waved his hand and didn't want to argue any more: "Money is not a problem. I think Chief Mori will give a fair price."
Sen Ou Wai, who had just received 500 billion in cash but still felt extremely poor, couldn't help but reveal a sincere smile when he heard this. He liked this kind of sponsor who was stupid, had a lot of money (crossed out), and was generous and magnanimous.
Moreover, it didn't come earlier or later, but just when the rumor that Douma might be a vampire was spreading, the Black Organization came to his door. It seemed that his plan was going smoothly. As he wished, the Black Organization who pursued immortality targeted Douma-kun.
Mori Ougai, who didn't believe in the existence of coincidences in this world, had a smile in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth mercilessly and spit out an astronomical number to the person on the other end of the communicator.
Even someone as rich as Karasumaru Renya would feel a pang in his heart upon hearing such an astronomical figure. However, when he thought about how much money those spendthrifts in his family squandered from him every year, he felt that this little money used to buy the 'Stone of the Sage' was nothing.
This time it was Sen Ouwai's turn to feel a pang in his heart. The other party agreed so readily, which showed that his asking price was still not high enough. Next time... next time he would definitely rip them off more severely, and increase today's transaction price several times, which he would think was quite suitable.
The two people, each with their own ulterior motives, happily reached a deal. As expected by Karasuma Renya, Mori Oo decided to choose Douma, who had traded with the Black Organization last time, as the person to conduct the transaction.
Therefore, Douma, who had been slacking off in the Hong Kong gang's building all day and working as a salary thief, was informed that he had to bring the "Stone of the Sage" to trade with the Black Organization tomorrow afternoon.
In view of the huge amount involved in this transaction, the person responsible for the transaction will receive a large sum of mission money. This makes Douma, who was not very resistant to this mission, even more tempted. He is now a parent of two children at the same time, and he really needs this kind of leisurely and high-paying mission.
Yes, in the eyes of the spoiler party Douma, the winery, the biggest villain organization in "Detective Conan", is actually not dangerous. After all, they are villains in a world without superpowers, and their fighting ability is not something to be feared.
Fortunately, he also became an executive in the port mafia in "Wunye", which is both good and evil. After all, they are all gangsters, so who is afraid of who? Maybe he is the more ferocious one.
Douma: As long as I am cruel enough, I don’t have to be afraid of any villain. If anyone wants to stab me, I will stab him first. Smile.jpg
Douma has successfully comprehended the true meaning of the world, which is cause for celebration. (bushi)
Before he knew it, Douma, who had turned a little bit evil, showed up at the designated location as promised on the afternoon of the next day, holding a brand new big black umbrella. It is worth mentioning that the black umbrella stained with a mixture of brain plasma and blood has been disposed of.
He didn't cheat! (Very loud)
Going out during the day makes Douma a little irritable, especially in the afternoon when the sun is the strongest. To be on the safe side, he even wears a hat that he keeps at the bottom of his box to prevent being killed by the sun's passionate rays.
The scorching sun not only gave Douma a headache, but the wide square was almost empty, and judging from the fact that no one liked to play in the uncovered square at this time, even the pigeons that usually landed in the square were nowhere to be seen.
The wide view allows one to have a clear view of the surrounding situation, and Douma wonders if this is why the winery chose this as the trading location.
The sound of footsteps suddenly rang out in the quiet square. Douma turned around following the sound and found a little girl, not even as tall as his waist, walking towards him with cheerful steps.
Most adults have a natural protective instinct towards young children, and Douma is no exception, even though he is no longer human.
Looking at the cute little girl jumping around with such innocent happiness, Douma's anxiety gradually disappeared, and his slightly wrinkled brows relaxed.
Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't just pass by, but stopped in front of Douma with a clear purpose, which made Douma a little confused.
The little girl tried to raise her head and looked at the handsome young man under the umbrella. As a Japanese who is becoming obsessed with looks, the little girl was conquered by the big brother's beauty without exception. She blushed and put her hand in front of Douma: "Handsome big brother, this is what a fat uncle asked me to give you."
Vodka in disguise: ??? Is there a possibility that I am not fat, but strong!!!
Faced with this kind of plot that often appears in TV dramas, Douma's smile faded a little. Someone was taking advantage of an innocent child to plot against him.
In fact, in this situation, the best way for Douma to deal with it is to not accept the things handed over by the little girl. It is obvious that the things and people sent by innocent children are not good things!
Looking at the little girl's innocent face and gradually doubtful eyes, Douma sighed helplessly. What should he do if those bad guys fail to achieve their goal and hurt the little girl?
Relying on the fact that he would not die even if there was a trick, Douma reached out and took the thing in the little girl's fist.
The metal object with the little girl's body temperature fell into his palm. Douma looked down and found it was a cross. Without thinking too much, he rushed the person away first. It was too dangerous to stay here. He couldn't send her home in person, otherwise it would be bad if someone in the dark targeted her.
Vodka, who was watching from a distance, didn't notice anything wrong. In his eyes, Douma was a cold-blooded killer who was very similar to his elder brother Gin in nature. Naturally, he would not have thought that such a person would show mercy to a strange child. Even ghost stories are not so scary.
In vodka
In order to prevent Douma from suspecting his side, Gin only notified those people half an hour in advance to prepare, hoping that those idiots would not let him down.
As soon as he got closer and took a look, Gin was already disappointed, because Douma was holding the True Cross that could cause damage to vampires through his gloves.
This wave tested Lonely, but fortunately he still had plan B.