Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The holiday time ended quickly, and Lin Xiaochen had to put down the sorting work in his hands and return to his post - to continue the sorting work.

The overall atmosphere of the Second Investigation Division is still harmonious. There have been no major thieves in recent years, and the Phantom Thief Kidd, who had been pursuing the case before, has also been silent for a long time. It is not ruled out that he has made a mistake that will last forever.

In short, some petty thefts were not reported to the Second Investigation Division, and the local police had already dealt with them. Telephone fraud was not popular in this era, so all the cases of money-stealing and rape could be pushed to the First Investigation Division.

In short, Lin Xiaochen has a lot of free time.

This made him very uncomfortable. After getting rid of the long-term tension, he always felt empty all over.

He had already made arrangements according to the plan, and as long as Lin Yucheng gave the signal to act, he could immediately execute it.

However, the more perfect the plan was, the more uneasy he felt.

It was as if a sword of Damocles had been hung over my head without me noticing.

And this sword was hung there by him himself.

"The storm is coming." Lin Xiaochen muttered softly, looking out the window. Dark clouds had covered the entire sky without anyone noticing.

It's really going to rain.

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"It's raining?" Lin Yucheng put down the wine glass in his hand, and water droplets rolled down with his movement.

"Eh, it's a pity there are no mountains nearby, otherwise we could enjoy the scenery." Wei Que drank the bourbon in the glass.

"Very interesting. It seems that the new subordinates are very useful?" Lin Yucheng turned the straw ring on his knuckles. "New Kirk, female?"

"Hmm, barely enough." Wei Que said vaguely, "Hey, a ring."

Lin Yucheng seemed to have just realized what was happening and raised his hand to look at it: "Well, I just made it up for fun. Why do you want it? It seems that the new female subordinate pleases you very much."

He speculated in a malicious tone, and naturally, Wei Que was angry and did not respond.

Lin Yucheng didn't say anything else.

The two of them fell silent in tacit understanding. In fact, they both knew what each other wanted. Whether it was a new subordinate or a new ring, it was just a reason to start a conversation. What they really wanted to find out was much more than that.

But at this moment, whoever spoke first would lose the initiative. So, they tacitly fell silent, and only the sound of raindrops outside the window could be heard.

Lin Yucheng twirled the ring on his knuckles. He had the patience to wait, but Wei Que was different.

Originally, the action team was the department with the largest number of personnel in the organization. The situation of too many people and too little resources had existed for a long time. The more minions there were, the better. It was no big deal for them, and it even meant more manpower.

But if there are mostly senior executives, then it’s a different story.

Not only does power need to be redivided, but even the trust in the boss needs to be re-quantified, which is not a good thing.

Lin Yucheng recalled the intelligence he had urgently gathered yesterday. Wei Que had killed many people at the training base in Hokkaido. His fake identity had already caught the attention of the authorities, and he was now having a headache about how to get rid of their rounds of investigations and questioning. This also greatly reduced the boss's trust in him. Coupled with Gin's deliberate manipulation, Wei Que was about to be excluded from the center of power.

How could he not be anxious?

Lin Yucheng ordered another glass of ice whiskey, but didn't drink it. He just slowly rotated the glass, letting the ice ball hit the wall of the glass and make crisp "cough cough" sounds.

Wei Que remained silent, which made Lin Yucheng's thoughts drift away.

The new Martell killed the previous Martell in an extremely cruel way three days ago and took the code name. His origin is unknown. It is only known that he was originally an ordinary grassroots and was not a child trained by the organization since childhood. He has no direct contact with the previous Martell.

The previous Martell ambitiously planned Gin's disappearance. He was not a stupid person. On the contrary, he was ambitious and wanted to take sole control of the action team and kill Gin. The remaining Martell and even Cointreau would not be worth mentioning.

He planned everything and executed it smoothly.

He calculated that Cointreau would not help, that Vermouth was too busy to take care of other things, and that Vodka was mediocre and incompetent. If he didn't know that Lin Yucheng had restored Hollands' memory, Gin might have been trapped to death on the isolated island. Even if he survived by chance, the organization would no longer trust him.

He was very bold. He knew that he would be targeted and killed as long as Gin didn't fall into the trap, but he did it anyway.

Could such a bold, careful and calculating person be easily killed by a grassroots person?

Or was he really just overwhelmed by joy?

Furthermore, even if a grassroots member is lucky enough to kill a code name member, then how did he get in touch with the organization, how did he get in touch with Karasuma Renya, and what talents did he have that Karasuma Renya would make an exception and give him a code name?

Lin Yucheng couldn't figure it out, but judging from Wei Que's attitude, there must be a third party involved.

As for who that person is, Lin Yucheng couldn't be sure.

The action team is a big cake, and almost everyone wants to take a bite. There are too many conflicts of interest, and Lin Yucheng has not sorted them out yet.

When Jundu lost his memory, he was too useless and was excluded from power. Lin Yucheng could not get what he wanted from his memory, and he needed time to restart the intelligence lines under his name.

Wei Que opened his mouth and ordered a glass of Martell dry drink: "Martell is also brandy."

He spoke.

Lin Yucheng smiled and clinked glasses with him: "Code names are always determined by the boss's pleasure."

Wei Que forced a smile: "That's right, code names can always be inherited, and they will only get more and more confusing. Speaking of which, Jundu, who did you get your code name from?"

"I don't know." Lin Yucheng took a sip of wine. "What's the important thing about the source of the code name? It's just a dead person. I got it, and that's the most important thing."

Wei Que was silent for a moment, then he burst into laughter: "I knew it was the most interesting to chat with you!"

Lin Yucheng also smiled: "Same here."

The two of them tacitly stopped talking about it and started drinking.

From then on, the intelligence transaction ended.