Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Chapter 1 Airborne Boss Madeira

Japan, Tokyo, at a banquet.

After three drinks, the big shots in the venue had finished talking about business and began to relax while holding their glasses.

In the bathroom just across the wall, a middle-aged man in a suit was being choked by a blond mixed-race man.

With his arms tied and unable to struggle, the man's entire face was swollen red due to lack of oxygen, and the muscles in his throat were convulsing on the verge of death. However, he could not utter a single syllable, so he could only kick in vain on the shiny marble. The ground, until it lost the last trace of life, lay helplessly on the ground.

It's a pity that at this time, even if the influential figure who was shining brightly at the banquet suddenly disappears from the crowd, he can only get a tacit and ambiguous look from others, which can be said to be without any disturbance.

No one could have imagined that a certain winner in their lives, who was at the peak of their hearts and would rise to great heights after tonight, would be strangled to death in an unknown corner with bare hands in this extremely tight-security environment.
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  Rum is a real idiot.

Mori Yuro was extremely convinced of this at this moment.

Mori Yuro is a member of a transnational criminal organization.

The power of this organization is extremely secretive. Officials from various countries do not even know its real name. They only know that the official members of the organization are code-named after alcohol. They have their own tentacles in the political, economic and scientific circles of many countries around the world. .

Because most of its members wear black clothes when operating, many people refer to it as the "Black Organization."

As a 26-year-old young scientist, Yuro Mori got his own code name in the organization a few years ago——

Madeira.

Also known as the wine of immortality, like sherry and port, it is an alcohol-fortified wine that tastes nutty and has a caramel sweetness.

And this scientific researcher who was given the organization's code name at a young age was forced to leave his laboratory and appear at this extremely boring banquet due to Rum's order.

— along with a few bottles of undercover whiskey.

Again, Rum is a real moron.

"Click——"

The door of the lounge was opened from the outside. The man who pushed the door saw Yuro Mori and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know there was anyone in this room..."

"I have a male companion."

Mori Yura didn't look back and refused bluntly.

The man was misunderstood and felt a little aggrieved. He tried to explain: "I'm not..."

"Please leave." Mori Yuro was sitting at the tea table by the window, staring intently at the scene in the venue on the first floor. He interrupted the man before he finished speaking.

He just drank too much and forgot to knock on the door!

The man's brain, corroded by alcohol, became angry, and he decided to give this woman who was talking to herself some color. He pushed the door open hard and was about to rush in: "You--"

"Oh!"

The drunk man was stopped. An arm came out from nowhere and pressed against the door, blocking his way in.

A tall, mixed-race man with long hair appeared out of nowhere and blocked the man who tried to break in from the door. "What's the matter with you?" the long-haired man asked coldly.

"...It's okay, I went to the wrong place." Being swept away by his dangerous and frightening gaze, the man suddenly woke up, retracted his feet, and turned around without embarrassment.

Rai stared at the man who walked in by mistake and walked away, then turned around and entered the house, locking the door behind him.

He checked the room up and down, and after confirming that there was no monitoring or listening device, he said to Mori Yuro: "I thought the mission requirement was to keep a low profile, Madeira."

"Three members of the codename are performing a simple assassination mission. If there are problems even with this, then it is better not to do the mission. It is better to queue up and let Gin collapse one by one to get there faster."

Rai's eyelids twitched at these words and he looked at Mori Yuro.

Moriyuro, who had been staring downstairs, finally turned back: "Don't look at me with that look, Rai. I didn't arrange the mission. If you want to blame it, blame Rum."

It could be heard that Moriyura was very resentful towards Rum, which also caused her to act strangely when speaking to anyone tonight.

Yura Mori has a purely Asian appearance, with thin eyebrows and thin lips, cold facial features, raised eyeliner at the end of her eyes and thin cheekbones that make her look very inhumane.

And her character is indeed like this. She is expressionless for 23 hours a day, and her tone of voice is like an endorsement. Even insulting Rum sounds with a hint of mockery because of the lack of passion.

Logically speaking, this type of person who treats his bosses and passers-by equally with contempt will generally not bully his subordinates or target his subordinates without any reason.

But for some reason, Rai had only been with this woman for less than a day, and he intuitively read a trace of disgust that could not be ignored from her expressionless face.

——That’s right, Mori Yuro just landed in the whiskey team this morning and became the boss of Three Bottles of Whiskey.

About half a year ago, Rye Whiskey, Scotch Whiskey and Bourbon Whiskey passed the code member assessment.

As new members with similar qualifications, the three of them often work together in teams and are assigned tasks suitable for newcomers because they work in similar areas. After going back and forth, they have developed a somewhat tacit understanding.

The three of them were all very capable and slowly gained a reputation among newcomers. Because the names of their drinks just happened to be whiskey, they gradually became known as the ‘whiskey group’.

Not long ago, Codename members who often assigned tasks to the Whiskey Team revealed that due to their outstanding performance, the higher-ups may have given them some more important tasks recently.

If you grasp it well, your development in the organization may reach a higher level.

The organization does value them, and the mission comes as scheduled, but along with it comes the codename member who was arranged by Rum to become the new boss of the Whiskey Team, Madeira.
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  When they met for the first time, Madera called three bottles of whiskey to the bar under the jurisdiction of the organization.

The bar hadn't opened yet in the morning. Mori Yuro's hair was hanging down listlessly. He looked like he had just stayed up all night. He leaned on the bar exhausted and had two piles of documents in his hands.

She had no intention of greeting the team members she met for the first time, and went straight to the point:
  "This is your next big task." Mori Yuro clicked on the two piles of messy papers. "I am responsible for formulating the plan and you are responsible for executing it. If there are any problems, please raise them before the operation begins. .”

"Whoever dares to disobey orders in action will make him regret not destroying himself in the first place."

Her tone was not too intimidating, with an air of nonchalance, but none of the whiskeys took this sentence as a joke.

The relationship between superiors and subordinates in the organization is harsh and indifferent. Harsh words can only be regarded as a common and ordinary part. Three bottles of whiskey was well accepted and no one caused trouble in front of the new boss because of this.

Mori Yura didn't seem to care whether their answers were sincere or false. He took out a few pieces of information from the pile of documents and handed them over: "Use this to practice before doing big tasks. I want to see your actual actions and actions on site. reaction."

(End of this chapter)