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A brave kid.

But that’s all.

Gin, a stern man with silver hair and black clothes, looked at his partner, Vodka, and gave a newly developed APTX drug to the boy who had fainted on the ground.

Gin recognized him.

Kudo Shinichi.

A high school detective who was well-known in Neon.

He happened to arrive in Neon from overseas to do a deal, and happened to pass by an amusement park where a murder happened, and happened to be blocked by police officers in the amusement park.

Later, it happened that this high school detective noticed something strange.

It was a trivial matter.

It would be a good idea to try the newly developed poison.

“Let’s go. There are people from the Metropolitan Police Department here. We can’t stay long.”

Vodka, a simple-minded but good member of the organization with above-average marksmanship and killer skills.

However, Vodka didn’t quite understand Big Brother’s orders.

He was obviously going to test the effect of the poison, and he left in a hurry. What was the point of feeding poison…

But he wouldn’t refute Big Brother in this regard. With a simple mind, he believed that Big Brother must have his own considerations for this move.

Similarly,

Mizunotsuki couldn’t understand the brain circuits of the fake wine organization.

It always felt that the members of the fake wine organization were basically a group of psychopaths with abnormal thinking.

On a hot day, others wore short sleeves, but they were wrapped in black coats for fear of revealing any skin.

Moreover, all members were equipped with black clothes and black hats, and they always had a gloomy look with only half of their faces exposed.

In front Shi Hua Xia, if you dare to do this, even if you are innocent, you will be thoroughly investigated by the police.

Suspicious.

Very suspicious.

But the police officers dispatched by the Metropolitan Police Department don’t think there is any problem at all.

Because Japan has its own national conditions.

Not to mention wearing a black coat on a hot day.

More abstractly, in public speeches like parliamentary elections, there are welfare girls who directly take off their clothes and ask”Am I cute?”

Due to the large number of”monsters and demons” in Japan, the first rule of the training manual of the Neon Metropolitan Police Department is- no matter what happens, you must not laugh.

The second rule is- if you can’t help it, please turn your back to the person involved in the case.

Listening to Sato Miwako complaining about the various affairs of the Metropolitan Police Department, Mizunotsuki just took it as fun.

But……

“It’s going to rain……”

Miyamoto Yumi was slightly stunned.

The weather was unpredictable.

It was sunny just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds.

The dark sky made the city look like it was almost dusk.

What a good weather…

Mizunotsuki said with emotion.

Since the time is still good, then…

Let’s get started……

……

……

“Tsk… this damn weather, brother, are you okay?”

Vodka never forgets to show his loyalty to Gin.

Because he is a good brother.

The senior members of the organization – cadres, will have a nickname of a wine.

Vodka originally did not have this qualification.

It was Gin who helped him gain a lot of merit and barely earned the title of Vodka.

Gin said”hmm” as a response.

This little brother and driver is very good.

He has good abilities and is loyal. He is just a little stupid.

But these are just minor problems.

For Gin, loyalty is the most important thing in the organization.

Staring at the sky, he probably can’t go out to sea today.

But…

With a frown on his face, the unfamiliar area outside the window made Gin a little suspicious.

“Vodka, stop the car”

“Yes!”

The two got out of the car, and Gin glanced at Vodka who was scratching his head.

“Didn’t you say we were going to the hotel?”

“……That’s right, big brother. The location says this is the most luxurious hotel.”

Sure enough.

Is your brain not working well or there is something wrong with it…

Gin’s sight silently moved to a place not far away.

It was a shrine.

Itsukushima Shrine near the sea.

Even on holidays, not many people came here to play.

It was sparsely populated, and only the occasional priests who passed by casually filled the shrine with popularity.

Itsukushima Shrine…

Gin knew about the anecdotes about the rich and powerful that happened a few days ago.

As for the noble families, many people regarded them as a joke.

Because the main bodies of many industrial enterprises in Japan are almost transparent to the upper-level people.

Everyone knows what kind of composition you are in Japan, where does the soil for the noble families to survive come from?

If you are really a noble family, you must have a size that is better than the chaebol, right?

And such a size cannot be concealed in Japan.

But without such a size, what kind of noble family are you?

So Gin has some impression of Itsukushima Shrine, the unlucky one affected by it.

“Hello! Are you a foreigner? Welcome to visit Itsukushima Shrine.

Kamo’s son came up to us with a friendly smile.

“No, we are just looking for a hotel to stay in.”

“Hotel? That’s really a coincidence. Our Itsukushima Shrine is providing free accommodation to tourists. You just need to pay for food. Why don’t you stay here?”

Gin looked at the person in front of him with a hidden and scrutinizing gaze.

Then he felt that this place was really good.

It’s near the coast, not too far from the port.

So Gin agreed.

Passing through the water approach like a cursory visit, Gin had no mood to appreciate the scenery of the shrine.

The sky was getting darker.

Gin and his partner were taken to the guest rooms behind the shrine office.

Itsukushima Shrine had made a lot of efforts to save this dying shrine.

Accommodation for tourists is one of them.

Ever since Kamo Yoshimitsu scolded his son, Kamo’s son gave up the idea of making money.

He began to use his remaining power to fight for free accommodation for tourists.

Observing the layout of the room, it was not luxurious, but at least it was neat and clean.

Gin was not very picky.

Because the organization was not very rich.

In other words, it was a place for the activities of the organization’s members. The funding is not very abundant.

This is probably one of the reasons why there are so many fake liquors in the original organization.

A few hundred dollars, what’s the point of playing with your life…

At night.

Gin followed his habit and began to secretly observe whether there is any potential danger.

As a black organization spanning many countries, I don’t know how many people are looking forward to exchanging their heads for rewards.

Instructing Vodka to guard the room, Gin himself wandered around the shrine like a ghost.

But the shrine was silent at night, and no one was around.

Only a white lantern for exorcism was hung on the corner of the eaves of the building.

It seemed.

There was nothing unusual.

Maybe he was overthinking.

That’s right. After all

, there are not many bold kids like Kudo Shinichi.

When passing the area where the high-ranking clergy lived, Gin no longer had interest in wandering around.

Just as he was about to go back to rest, his keen hearing detected something

“Sorry… Hey… Your Excellency………Nothing can be done……”

“Daddy…God’s Kingdom…Diary……”

“Treasures…Rituals…True or False………”

The intermittent volume forced Gin to get closer to listen.

But he could only hear a quick”rustling” sound that sounded a bit excited.

Gin became interested.

The reason was the word”treasure” that seemed like an auditory hallucination.

Treasure?

Touching his shrunken wallet, Gin was very interested in the so-called treasure.