Playing house in the anime world

While the Hell's Human Branch was heatedly discussing the design drawings of toy guns, the Black Organization was brainstorming collectively.

"Bourbon, do you know if there are any uneasy organizations in the country recently?"

In the empty warehouse, the woman in a black coat asked with an unhappy look on her face.

However, the reason for her unhappiness was not that the organization's weapons were stolen, but that anyone would be unhappy if they were woken up from bed at one or two o'clock in the morning.

Bourbon is taking the newcomer Cherry to check the entire warehouse, looking for clues that the enemy might have left behind.

Unfortunately, these robbers were very professional and didn't leave any footprints in the entire warehouse.

The only dagger left did not have any traces of fingerprints or anything like that.

"I just came back, how am I supposed to know about this?" Bourbon, wearing black gloves, turned the dagger on the ground over and over for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out the meaning of leaving a dagger.

"Is this a provocation?" guessed the fatter Vodka.

"I think all the weapons have been taken away. If this is not a provocation, then what is it?" Vermouth laughed and pulled her black coat closer. The temperature in this warehouse was relatively low. She didn't change her clothes when she came here. She was even wearing pajamas under her coat. It was really cold.

Vodka secretly glanced at his elder brother Gin. Gin had a gloomy face since receiving the notice. He scanned the empty warehouse with sharp eyes, but just like Bourbon did not find any clues, he did not see anything that needed attention.

"The door lock of the warehouse seems to have been blown up. It's all burnt black. But the problem is that a bomb explosion must make a loud noise. And is there a bomb with such a small power that only blew up a door lock?"

Vermouth was puzzled. Although she was very unhappy about being pulled out of bed, after arriving at the scene and understanding the situation, she could understand why the higher-ups were so anxious to gather all of them to investigate the scene.

Because this scene is so unbelievable.

The warehouse's surveillance cameras all failed in an instant, and all the guards were knocked unconscious. They didn't even have time to call for help, and the warehouse's door lock was suspected to have been singed.

The warehouse, which was half the size of a football field, was looted, but the surveillance cameras on the nearby streets did not capture any large vehicles passing by.

Most of the shops along the street around the warehouse are actually owned by the organization, and surveillance cameras are installed at the door of the shops to ensure 360-degree coverage of the situation in the nearby streets.

However, the vehicles coming and going in the surveillance video are all ordinary cars. If they want to empty the warehouse of all the weapons, they will need at least ten large trucks to move them away at once.

If the items were to be moved back and forth in several trips, based on the capacity of an ordinary car, it would probably take hundreds of trips.

There were very few vehicles on the streets in the middle of the night, and according to the surveillance footage, there was no sudden increase in traffic on all the streets surrounding the warehouse.

In other words, theoretically these weapons cannot be moved away all at once, and there are no conditions to move them in batches.

If the warehouse full of weapons was not moved away, where did they go?

But the weapon just disappeared and could not be found nearby. It seemed as if it had vanished on the spot. It was really weird.

They also considered the possibility that someone had tampered with the surveillance records, but according to inspections by members of the organization's information technology group, there was no problem with the surveillance.

The surveillance in the warehouse failed at 11:30 p.m., and it had been a while since they arrived at the warehouse. So, the enemy only had two hours to commit the crime.

It would take them two hours to sneak into the warehouse, move the weapons, and then probably clean the entire warehouse before evacuating the scene.

"Could it be a ghost?" Vodka listened to Bourbon and Vermouth's analysis for a long time and felt that this was not something that a human would do.

Vermouth looked at him as if he was a fool. Although the scene was indeed outrageous and there were no clues to be found, how could ghosts exist in the world?

If ghosts really existed, then these people would have been haunted and killed by them long ago.

After all, each of them has ended countless lives.

Oh, that new guy over there may not be there yet, but he will probably be there soon.

But speaking of newcomers, Vermouth was observing this newcomer named Chai Rui with great interest. He was tall and straight, and although he was still a student, he was very mature and polite to others, looking like a well-mannered gentleman.

This person is indeed very suitable for intelligence work because his appearance and temperament are so deceptive.

And she is very beautiful.

It's a knock-off of bourbon.

Bourbon is also a polite, cheerful and lively person with a very deceptive temperament.

To put it simply, with their appearance and temperament, ordinary people can tell at first glance that they are definitely good people.

They don't look like gin and vodka at all. Haha, they look like bad guys no matter how you look at them.

Most members of the organization would try their best to disguise themselves. Unless required by the mission, they would wear very ordinary clothes. At least they would not dress like them to have the aura of a mafia organization.

Gin and Vodka usually wear a black hat, a black suit and even sunglasses. It's quite magical that they are not mistaken for gangsters when they walk on the street.

Bourbon was whispering to Chai Rui if he had found anything, and Chai Rui said that the surveillance camera in the warehouse also seemed to be burnt.

Bourbon looked up and found that it was true.

He originally thought that the surveillance camera was black, which made it easier to hide in the dark, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be burnt, so it was black.

Why does it feel like... rather than being blown up by a bomb, it feels more like being struck by electricity?

Bourbon didn't know that there was someone around Gojo Aiko who could use the power of lightning. He simply thought that it might be the black technology from another world that created something like an electric gun.

“There seem to be some black burn marks on the wall as well.” Vermouth also looked up and took a closer look, and found some black burn marks on the wall as well.

"Did they use weapons like stun guns?" Vodka didn't expect that stun guns could be used in this way.

Gin stared at the charred marks on the wall that was at least three meters above the ground. He didn't think that this could be caused by an ordinary electric shock gun.

Moreover, some lights in the warehouse seemed to be broken. It is possible that they were damaged by electricity when the surveillance equipment was destroyed.

The range of the stun gun is not that far. It is impossible for a person to climb up and shock someone, right?

Moreover, there were many surveillance cameras in the warehouse, and they were destroyed almost at the same time. Could it be that a lot of people came with guns and aimed at the surveillance cameras at the same time to destroy them?

But the background surveillance didn’t capture anything!

Could it be that I really saw a ghost...

Vermouth suddenly felt even colder.

"We can't tell what's going on now. I'll go back first and wait for others to check it out." Vermouth turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Gin.

"Since we can't find any problems, let's leave professional matters to professionals." Gin's face was gloomy, and then he smiled a mocking smile, "Who of you will call the police?"