Chapter 76

Compared to the ambitious Rum, Gin thinks that the woman named Bermode is more worthy of his priority contact. Gin does not want to execute Bermode and Rum easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

It's not because of his feelings for Schrödinger. Gin simply thinks that Vermouth and Rum are very important to the organization. If these two people are touched, it will easily cause the organization to fall into turmoil, giving some little mice hiding in the dark an opportunity to take advantage.

What Gin hates most is undoubtedly "rats", so he certainly can't let the situation develop to the worst possible level.

However, it is not an easy task for Gin to find Vermouth in private to have a life-and-death conversation.

Belmode, known as the "Witch with a Thousand Faces", is accustomed to acting alone. She is a complete mystic. It seems that in this world, no one except herself can control her specific whereabouts.

While Gin is investigating the whereabouts of Vermouth, he is looking for a researcher he can trust.

The only clothes he had on that had the effect of blocking out sunlight were the ones he was wearing. Gin didn't want to keep wearing the same clothes without having to change them, so he could only hope that his researchers were reliable enough.

In a secret laboratory under Gin's control, a skinny researcher began to use various instruments to test the clothes given to him by Gin, striving to achieve perfect replication.

Listening to the researcher's solemn assurance, Gin frowned slightly: "Not only a perfect copy, but also further enhancement is needed."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Seeing Gin's dissatisfaction, the researcher changed his confident attitude and nodded his head to assure, "I will definitely complete your request seriously."

Gin holds a very high position in the Black Organization. As the organization's scavenger, his prestige is above all the cadres and second only to the mysterious boss behind the scenes. Therefore, many martial artists and researchers secretly join him.

Logically speaking, Rum is the second in command of the organization, and his status is much higher than Gin. Since the former boss Karasuma Renya never shows up, Rum is the uncrowned king.

However, Rum has completely learned Karasuma Renya's fear of death. He hides himself all day long and rarely meets with the members of the organization in person. Naturally, his prestige in the eyes of those below is not as high as that of Gin, who has the highest attendance rate.

Although the researcher is trembling like a quail in front of Gin, he actually has strong professional ability, otherwise he would not have been able to gain a firm foothold in the Black Organization. He has his own independent research laboratory, although it is very small in scale, far less than that of Shirley, who was once a big star in the organization.

Thinking of Shirley who had suddenly defected and faked her death and disappeared, the researcher couldn't help his instinct and secretly glanced at Gin who was standing nearby smoking.

The fact that Gin and Sherry were having an affair was no secret within the organization. Anyone who was not a fool who paid no attention to the outside world or a rookie cannon fodder of too low a level would have heard about it, but they just didn't know whether the news was true or not. The researcher was one of those who didn't know whether it was true or not.

The researcher thought he was being concealed but it was not concealed enough. Gin could clearly feel the gaze falling on him. He put out the cigarette between his fingers, threw the remaining part into the trash can beside him, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The researcher was startled by the sudden question and raised his voice suddenly: "No...nothing!"

Gin thought the researcher was secretly watching him because he was not allowed to smoke in the laboratory, so he did not ask any more questions.

The laboratory fell into a suffocating silence. Of course, it was suffocating in the eyes of the researchers.

Gin was unaware of the situation and was thinking about how to find the hiding woman, Bermode. If he really couldn't find Bermode, then he could only try to find Rum first.

Although Gin doesn't think that Rum will accept the change of boss, he can even imagine all the reactions that Rum will have: Rum will definitely pretend to obey to avoid being executed by him, and then once he is out of his sight, he will immediately make trouble behind his back, intending to tear the organization apart and become the boss of the new organization.

This is obviously something Gin can't stand, so Rum must die!

The murderous aura that Gin unconsciously exuded made it hard for the researcher, who was already in poor health, to breathe. He could only try his best to speed up the research so as to get rid of the "plague god" as soon as possible.

Although Gin-sama is very strong and makes people feel safe, it is better to keep a distance. Thinking this way, the researcher performed exceptionally well and analyzed the things clearly in a short time. It is entirely possible to copy them perfectly. As for further strengthening, it can only be done slowly.

"Done!" The researcher handed the printed result to Gin and said excitedly: "Look, as long as you follow the steps above, I can make you an identical finished product."

Gin took it and glanced at it briefly before looking away with disinterest. He turned to look at the researcher and said, "It doesn't need to be an identical finished product. You just need to make the material and I'll have someone make it."

He was anxious to find someone to crack the sunscreen technology of this suit, not just for the sake of having extra changes of clothes, but the deeper reason was to avoid people noticing that he, Gin, the high-ranking officials of the Black Organization, and Douma, one of the five major officials of the Port Mafia, were wearing the same suit.

Before the boss officially took over the organization, Gin did not intend to reveal his close relationship with the boss to others to prevent any complications. He never underestimated anyone's wisdom.

However, during this time when Gin was keeping a low profile in order not to expose the secret, something happened that he did not want to see.

The death (crossed out) of Karasuma Renya was not kept secret and broke out in Japan, attracting widespread attention from all walks of life. ▂

The cause was simple. Karasuma Renya had not returned home and her phone could not be reached. The "filial sons and grandsons" who realized something was wrong hurried to look for the driver who had been responsible for picking up their grandfather/father for the last time, only to find that the driver was also missing.

If that were the case, it would be at most a bizarre missing case and would not cause such a stir throughout Japan.

Unfortunately, there is no if. Three days after Karasuma Renya disappeared, a group of "filial sons and grandsons" could no longer sit still and tried to get more inheritance distribution in various ways. Before the lawyer officially read out the inheritance and everything was settled.

After all, a nearly 140-year-old top billionaire has been missing for such a long time, and no one has called to blackmail him, so the possibility of something bad happening to him is very high.

As the sons, daughters, grandsons, granddaughters, and great-granddaughters who can inherit his inheritance, it is obvious that they will not sit idly by and wait for death. They frequently resort to legal and illegal means, the level of which is far more exciting than any melodramatic TV series.

Journalists who make a living by attracting attention will naturally not miss such a great opportunity and rush to report the news. Then the death (crossed out) and disappearance of Karasuma Renya becomes a big deal, and even some indifferent spectators discuss at the dinner table who will be the final winner of the Karasuma family.

This carnival of trampling on the dead caught the attention of Rum and Vermouth, because they both knew the true identity of the boss, and the news of Karasuma Renya's suspected death caught them off guard.

After the initial panic, Rum, who was disguised as Kensuke Tada and working at the Iroha Sushi shop in Beika Town, fell into ecstasy. If the boss really died unfortunately, he would have the greatest chance of becoming the new boss.

Now Rum no longer cared about pretending. He left the customers who were discussing enthusiastically and ran out of the sushi shop wearing a chef's uniform and a chef's hat. He needed to confirm before he could plan his next move.

The sushi shop owner saw him and immediately chased after him, shouting, "Where are you going, Takada?"

"My stomach isn't feeling well, so I'm going to take the next two days off." Rum said this without even turning his head and disappeared.

The sushi shop owner was left furious, but he couldn't do anything about the new employee who ran away.

Toru Amuro, whose identity is like a nesting doll, has been keeping an eye on Rum's movements. At this moment, the abnormal behavior of Rum disguised as 'Kenori Sada' was seen by Toru Amuro, who worked part-time as a waiter in the Poirot Cafe next door. A hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

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After saying something to the boss, Toru Amuro put down the tray in his hand and walked out of the cafe. He casually asked the sushi shop owner about Kenshinori Toda: "Why did Toda leave in such a hurry? Did something urgent happen at home?"

"How could I know what was wrong with this gentleman? He suddenly ran away without any warning." The sushi shop owner muttered angrily: "If it weren't so hard to recruit employees now, I would definitely fire him!"

Toru Amuro ignored the second half of the sushi shop owner's sentence, suppressed his annoyance at not getting any useful information, and secretly kept this matter in mind.

Everything in the world has its own traces. Sooner or later, he will be able to figure out the reason for Rum's abnormal behavior today. Amuro Toru has a feeling that this matter is not small. Something big must have happened for Rum to reveal such an obvious clue. What could it be?

Rum, who was leaving, knew that Bourbon must be trying to figure out his movements behind his back, but he didn't care about this little thing because he was more concerned about whether his boss had passed away unfortunately.

"Hehehe..." Rum, who accidentally laughed out loud, coughed a few times awkwardly, then took out the processed communicator to secretly contact Gin.

The reason why Rum didn't choose to contact the easier Belmode first was because that woman was too mysterious. It was so funny, there was no way to contact her easily.

Rum's ambition to become the new boss made him unable to miss this great opportunity, even though he knew that contacting Gin now was a very dangerous thing. What if the dog who was most loyal to the boss thought that he wanted to replace him, he would really kill him!

Rum was so excited that sweat appeared on his forehead. He tried to calm his excited voice and said in a low and sad voice: "Gin, have you heard about the boss's disappearance?"

Gin on the other end of the communicator responded in unison: "Yes, I heard about your plans."

"Let's meet." Rum showed a determined smile, and his tone couldn't help but bring out a bit of confidence. Then he adjusted his tone to explain in a surprised tone: "Many things can't be explained clearly over the phone. Only if we meet in person can we find the boss better."

I'm also very afraid of being caught by Gin.

"Okay, then see you at the usual place." Gin could tell something was wrong with Rum, but he just responded briefly and hung up the phone.

Rum's behavior was exactly what he expected, which made Gin sneer. This kind of "rat" who coveted the boss's things should be dealt with as soon as possible.

Murderous intent spread in the secret room. It took Gin a while to adjust his expression. He said to himself tentatively, "Master Douma, I have something to report."

Gin waited quietly for a while, and suddenly Douma's voice rang in his mind: "What is it?"

The guess in his mind was confirmed. The boss was not only able to read his mind, but could also give him orders remotely and knew everything about him.

Even so, Gin showed no panic on his face, only understanding. He reported respectfully: "I intend to execute Rum. He wants to become the new boss."

"Okay, I trust your judgment." Douma, who was slacking off in Yokohama, skillfully smoothed over the work of his subordinates. It didn't take much for him to say a few nice words anyway.

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