Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

When Lin Yucheng wiped the blood off his cheek, the negotiation room was already in a mess.

The blood from Murakami Jiro's forehead was still flowing out slowly, and countless bodies of bodyguards were lying on the ground.

In the headsets, Moroboshi Dai and Midorikawa Hikaru reported the situation respectively. After confirming that the last person involved was killed, Lin Yucheng announced the completion of the mission and then turned off the headset.

He contacted the logistics staff to pick him up early in the morning. After getting in the black Cayenne, Lin Yucheng looked in the rearview mirror: "Who arranged this car?"

"That's what sir meant."

Lin Yucheng hummed, and the driver asked, "Sir, are we going back to the base?"

Lin Yucheng nodded: "Go back, where's Ah Zhen?"

"Master Gin should be on a mission."

"Really? Did he tell you?" Lin Yucheng's tone was indifferent, but the driver got goose bumps all over his body and felt that the smell of blood on Lin Yucheng seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"Yes, I saw Lord Vodka driving away... and Lord Gin is the top killer in the organization..." the driver explained tremblingly.

Lin Yucheng glanced at him calmly, then turned his attention to the scenery passing by outside the window.

After returning to the outside of the base, Lin Yucheng immediately saw Gin leaning on the roof of a Porsche with one hand and smoking, and Vodka getting out of the car - the two had obviously just arrived.

The three people who had just been seen were standing on the opposite side of Gin in thin clothes. When they heard the noise, they looked in the direction of Lin Yucheng.

It was already early winter. Even at noon, the weak light from the sun was not enough to warm Lin Yucheng's slightly cold body. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Gin.

The driver behind him was about to get in the car and leave, but he stopped him: "Wait a minute."

The driver hurriedly followed.

Lin Yucheng looked behind him, estimated the distance, and then fired.

The driver fell backwards and the spurting blood was only one centimeter away from the car.

Lin Yucheng took back the pistol and turned to look at Gin: "A Zhen, I don't have a driver anymore."

Lin Yucheng's expression was calm, and his movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation. Gin's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he sneered: "I was still wondering how long it would take you to find out that there was something wrong with him. Now it seems that you are not so stupid."

Lin Yucheng turned his head away without saying anything, his eyes fixed on Amuro Toru and the other two.

Gin put out his cigarette and entered the base first. He didn't want to discuss irrelevant things in the cold wind. That would be too stupid.

Vodka and others of course chose to follow.

The six people took the elevator to the basement level.

The first basement floor is an office area. Each room is laid out like a conference room. Gin randomly picked one and scanned his iris to go in.

Lin Yucheng followed him and got in when the door was not locked, but Amuro Toru and the other two were not so lucky. They were locked outside the door and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Gin picked a seat and sat down. Lin Yucheng certainly wouldn't just stand there stupidly, so he sat next to Gin, barely maintaining a social distance.

Seeing that the three people didn't come in, Gin looked at Vodka impatiently. Vodka immediately understood and let the three people in.

The three men had just stood by the door when the large screen, which had been black, suddenly flashed.

Gin raised his chin towards Lin Yucheng.

Lin Yucheng muttered, took off his scarf, unbuttoned his black coat, and unbuttoned the top button of his black shirt.

The button with a black thread was handed to Gin, who crushed it without even looking at it.

The sniper's excellent eyesight allowed Midorikawa Hikaru to see a small piece of transparent debris - there was a camera in the button!

He bit the tip of his tongue hard to signal himself to calm down, and began to review whether there was anything suspicious during the two days of interaction.

Lin Yucheng was puzzled, but subconsciously chose not to ask any more questions. After all, there was a reason for whatever Ah Zhen did.

Gin got straight to the point: "Choose one out of three. Can you choose now?"

Lin Yucheng did not answer but asked: "Can they all get code names?"

Gin sneered, not even looking at the three people's colorful facial expressions: "It's not that easy."

"But..." He changed the subject, "Amuro Toru is out of the question."

Although Toru Amuro was surprised when he heard this, he still smiled and said, "I wonder if Master Gin can give me a reason. I don't want to be eliminated for no reason."

Toru Amuro was not worried because of his identity. After being in the organization for a few months, he had a general understanding of the style of the organization's top killer. If it was really a problem of his identity, Gin would never sit down and talk properly.

"Humph, a loser who got injured before the mission even started, what qualifications do you have to get a code name?" Gin mocked, "You're willing to give it up?"

The second half of the sentence was asked to Lin Yucheng.

The surveillance cameras had been on from the moment he stepped into their temporary base, so Gin naturally saw himself healing Amuro Toru's injuries.

Lin Yucheng said: "Amuro Toru made a plan, so it's not useless - I'm sorry, Ah Zhen, I didn't mean to give you the medicine..."

"That's enough, shut up." Gin glared at him, "You're so anxious to defend him, have you made your choice?"

Lin Yucheng shook his head: "I don't want him. You also said he is a waste. What do I want a waste for?"

Gin had a noncommittal sneer on his face, while Amuro Toru's smile froze.

It’s hard, my fist is hard, who do you call a waste?

"Then choose quickly." Gin opened the lid of the lighter impatiently.

"Then Midorikawa." Lin Yucheng said casually, "I've already said it, I don't like people who are better than me." Looking up and seeing Gin's dark face, he quickly added: "Except for Ah Zhen."

Gin's face turned black as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth: "Shut up!"

Then he ordered Vodka: "Take them to the personnel team for review."

Vodka did as he was told, and soon only Gin and Vodka were left in the meeting room.

Gin saw that Lin Yucheng's collar was open, revealing a large area of ​​white skin. He frowned, pulled the scarf over, and wrapped it around him again roughly.

Lin Yucheng's eyes lit up in an instant, and when he was about to say something of thanks, he was interrupted by Gin.

Gin warned him, "Watch your partner, that Midorikawa is not honest. If he is obedient, then he will be used. If he is not obedient, then I don't know if he alone wants this position."

Lin Yucheng nodded, but was still confused. Since there was more than one candidate, why did he have to choose one from among the three?

But he still didn't ask.

There has always been a tall figure in his mind. That figure is calm and powerful, always dressed in black, but makes people feel at ease.

During the dark days in the laboratory, he persevered by relying on his obsession with that figure.

Slowly, he discovered that Ah Zhen was getting closer and closer to that figure, becoming more and more like him, and gradually, slowly, he replaced that figure's position.

Lin Yucheng knew that the organization was ruthless and that A Zhen was cold-blooded.

But so what?