Chapter 13 This assassin is clearly incredibly strong, yet he goes too far...
For various reasons, Morofushi Kagemitsu needed to spend the past month or so in peace. With his patience, he accepted the suggestion and, while quietly collecting information about the organization, also carried out his daily task of reporting twice a day.
Some people were pinned to the ground by the police and forced to eat pork chop rice in their faces, while a considerable number of people were still queuing up in the "to-do list" described by the anti-fraud expert in the customer service box.
He recalled the difficulty of apprehending those people and the progress bars moving at different speeds over time, roughly understanding the efficiency of the anti-fraud team, and provided reporting materials with a clear conscience and tireless dedication.
Another month passed, and he finally made a breakthrough on his 86th secret stakeout at the company in Akita—heaven knows why this person developed such a bad habit that only corporate slaves have: clocking in and out every day!
—In short, on this day, Morofushi Kagemitsu heard Mello's voice again outside the meeting room.
It was the same phone call, and the same guy Akita was spreading rumors about him behind his back—how familiar this scene was!
"...Lord Melo, Asakawa is too cunning. It's really hard to feel at ease having someone like that in the company. He's only been here a short time, and there's already trouble with Kuroki..."
While it's not wrong to define oneself as the mastermind behind all these events, if Ken Kuroki had no ulterior motives, he wouldn't have been caught so quickly.
Morofushi Kagemitsu mentally prepared some excuses for himself, just in case someone actually questioned him with such a naive idea. After all, rank doesn't represent everything, no matter where you are; on the contrary, it's easier to expose the true nature of a makeshift operation.
"The source of those goods he had was the Takeuchi Group's original pharmaceutical center in Kyoto. I checked their employee records, and there was no such person as him. In this round of purges, even directors and deputy directors have been brought down..."
That could be considered a point of suspicion. But there are plenty of people who can hide their identities and act cleanly; one more wouldn't make a difference. It would be reasonable for him to have one or two loopholes in his identity and resume.
Akita was quiet for a moment, probably because he had failed to change Melo's mind, and then said, "...But there is one thing you should pay attention to, his mental state is very unstable."
What is this guy talking about again? Does he even have any room left for rumors to spread? The worst ones have already settled down. Do you think the codenamed members still care about those meaningless little quirks?!
Although Morofushi Kagemitsu was used to this kind of situation where the guilty party falsely accuses others, he still felt a little heartache for his innocence. Even though he had now evolved to the point where he could use these rumors to create his own missions, he was still unwilling to let this person spread information about him at will.
Akita, who was in the conference room, was unaware of all this and continued rambling on with a serious expression.
"He has a severe self-destructive tendency; he could commit suicide at any time, even during a mission!"
Hello……
This is the Detective Conan Theater, not the literary giant next door! Do you think this is some classic fanfiction with a beautiful, strong, tragic, and buffed protagonist? I'm perfectly healthy! Unless my identity is exposed and I'm driven to desperation, I won't commit suicide for no reason.
Morofushi Kagemitsu knew himself quite well.
"You've probably seen that photo taken on the rooftop, haven't you? That was his very first assignment as a newcomer, and he dared to cause such a mess. Who knows what other irreversible things he might do in the future?!"
Photos and pictures taken on rooftops...
Um?
He gradually remembered something.
As I hurriedly left the high-rise building that day, the lively chatter and gossip among the enthusiastic onlookers were still vivid in my mind.
Zhu Fujingguang: ...
He's already gone to Fukushima, how could the organization's intelligence network still be able to target him so accurately? Does Akita have all this intelligence just to gossip and then improvise to appease his superiors? Is it really just a matter of starting with a single image and making up the rest?
Has this guy talked about every member of the organization he knows like this? Even I, who consider myself to have some moral compass, feel an urge to drag this guy to a secluded spot and beat him up. How has this guy even survived this long?!
"Furthermore, I have reason to suspect that guy might have found out about us from Hasegawa... no, only me..."
...Okay, now it's not just a beating. He might need to use some special methods to keep this guy quiet.
The sound of keyboard typing came from inside the room, probably from transferring some file.
After a short while, Akita, who had finally quieted down a bit, spoke up again:
"What...he...!"
Before he could say more than a few words, Akita in the conference room seemed to have teleported, suddenly flung open the door and caught Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was eavesdropping outside, red-handed.
Oh no...
Morofushi Kagemitsu showed no remorse whatsoever; he even touched the blade hidden in his sleeve, thinking that he would silence this man sooner or later.
"Don't be so hostile, Asakawa-kun, we're all family."
Melo’s cheerful voice came from the laptop behind Akita, “Although Akita is a bit eccentric and clumsy, after all these years, I’ve gotten used to using him.”
Morofushi Kagemitsu immediately toned down his murderous aura, deciding that there was no need to make excuses at this point. He decided to directly reveal the core of Asakawa Sora's character. He walked into the conference room, pulled Akita in, and locked the door behind him, saying:
"Time may bring you a subordinate you can use easily, but it cannot solve the problem of his lack of ability at its root, can it? It is obvious that I am the one who can bring you greater benefits than Akita."
The background noise also included Akita's protesting voice: "Hey, who are you calling unqualified? Don't spout nonsense. I am Lord Mello's most loyal dog."
The barking of a small dog couldn't stop Mello's interest in Morofushi Hiromitsu. On the video communication interface, a Doraemon was sizing up this audacious newcomer.
Wearing a cartoon character electronic suit, Melo tilted his head and suddenly said, "Akita, how many times do I have to say it? Lock the door."
"Ah...right away!"
Akita trembled violently and immediately rushed to the door.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was somewhat surprised. He clearly remembered locking the door when he came in. Mello's request... could it be something more meaningful?
"Asakawa-kun, you should learn this from Akita. You should do the same in the future."
Melo gave him a special tip, making him realize that this matter was not simple.
Of course, he wouldn't show these thoughts on his face; he simply nodded and said, "Ah, I understand."
"Lord Melo, the door is locked!"
Akita had already taken care of everything, and Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was very confident in his memory, glanced at the doorway.
This door wasn't just "locked," it was practically "locked shut." These extra locks would probably require a professional locksmith to open.
What does this mean?
Moreover, Morofushi Hiromitsu clearly sensed that his usually somewhat refined colleague had become utterly undisguised in his hostility after locking the door, and he himself was provoked into subconsciously touching the tranquilizer dart hidden in the zipper again. At the same time, he quickly glanced around, mentally simulating how he should break the window and escape quickly should something happen in the conference room.
"Relax, relax~" Melo's voice was genuine and pleasant, without any electronic accents, echoing in the closed conference room. "I've witnessed Asakawa-kun's abilities over the past two months. You're a sensible person, so I should get my share, right?"
Her words were ambiguous, but Morofushi Kagemitsu immediately understood that she was referring to the matter of fleecing the organization.
As expected, most of the benefits went into Melo's pocket, while Akita was just a sieve that ate a few small profits.
He naturally didn't care about the organization's money and directly stated his position to Melo, saying, "Of course."
Strangely, Akita, whom he had expected to yell and smear him, was unusually quiet, both mentally and physically tense, with cold sweat visible on his forehead. This situation made him even more vigilant.
“But I don’t want so many people to know my voice. And with Asakawa-kun included, there won’t be enough seats.” Melo sighed, then suddenly seemed to have a brilliant idea. “I’ve heard other companies are using that ‘last-place elimination system,’ why don’t we adopt it? I’ll give you all a task now; whoever finishes first gets to stay!”
Zhu Fujing held his breath and waited for her to issue the task.
Although Mello's cartoon character was still the well-known, all-powerful Doraemon, he could detect a strong malice in her tone, as if a woman had mischievously torn open the blue cat's mouth, laughing and joking as if watching a play:
"Only one living person is allowed in this meeting room. The time limit... let's say half an hour."
What?
This sudden, self-destructive mission caught Morofushi Kagemitsu off guard.
One second he was wondering if Melo would use this to make another fortune; the next second, Akita's Swiss Army knife gave him no time to think and stabbed straight at him.
Faced with such an assassination attempt, Morofushi Kagemitsu didn't need to think much. Already on high alert, he deftly dodged the attack using only muscle memory.
Then, he flicked a blade from his sleeve and cleanly slit the throat, taking the person away.
Because Akita and Akita were standing too close before Akita died, he was aware of the danger but didn't have time to dodge completely, and blood sprayed all over him.
"Hahaha! Winner: Asakawa Sora!"
Thus, he replaced Akita and became one of Mello's men.
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