I finally became a bottle of fake wine

"Oh?" Hearing Irene's proclamation, Ludwig paused a little, "That's Chuya Chuya?"

Although he didn't know exactly what Irene had experienced this year, he still cared a little about this cousin who joined the black organization with him.

"Well, she's obviously a mafia, but her character is super upright." Irene nodded, and even her voice was a little cheerful when she mentioned Zhongya Chuya.

"Yeah, but don't forget what you are going to do." Ludwig didn't care about his cousin's girl's thoughts, he just nodded in accordance with the girl's words, and then mentioned that he had to fly to Neon Come to cooperate with the little cousin to complete the task.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, it's up to you to cooperate this time." Irene said, rolling her eyes, and then oops.

"what happened?"

"My eyes hurt a little." She said so, rubbing her right eye, and then rubbing off a piece of contact lens with the same sky blue color as her left eye.

"It's more comfortable now."

After taking off the lens, she rubbed it twice, "Fortunately, I have been consciously maintaining my body..."

Otherwise, if the lens stayed in her eyes for a year, it would have already merged with her eyeballs, and her eyes would be blind.

After removing the lens, she blinked, revealing the true color of her right eye.

The color of the pupil is very light, almost transparent.

She suffers from a rare form of heterochromia, her eyes are born with different pupil colors, she looks very recognizable, but because she is so recognizable, she always chooses to wear colored contact lenses to cover her original pupil colors .

"So, you haven't answered my question just now."

After being distracted by Irene for a long time, Ludwig impatiently asked again, and finally got a clear reply from the girl.

"According to my experiments... Osamu Dazai's supernatural power has no effect on Katzenberg's puppetry." The girl wrapped one hand around the young man's neck, and with the other hand pinched the colored contact lens she had just removed Lens, "His abilities are aimed at purer supernatural abilities, and are not in the same system as our abilities that have been developed for many years and can almost be called 'secret arts'."

"Of course, it's not completely useless."

"The puppet I use will have a period of discomfort after being touched by him, and there will be some minor problems with attachment, such as walking halfway and falling down, or suddenly losing control when holding things Your body will appear uncoordinated if you lose your strength."

"Have you tested how much time will play a role in his ability?" Hearing Irene's answer, the young man was obviously relieved.

"I haven't done a very accurate test... A simple handshake or physical touch will only affect more than ten minutes."

"It's just that ordinary contact won't cause too many problems, so after confirming that Mr. Dazai's ability is not too threatening to the Katzenberg family, I didn't specifically stare at him."

"After all, although that person's ability is not too threatening to us, but that person's mind is very scary."

"If possible, it's best not to have any contact with him, Luther."

"So dangerous?" Hearing Irene's serious admonition to himself, Ludwig smiled lightly. Although it was in a teasing tone, he also listened to what his cousin said.

Apparently, Osamu Dazai of Port Mafia is a very difficult target.

"And, most importantly, I dare not bet on whether the doll's consciousness can directly return to its original body when it is touched by him and is fatally injured."

This was also the reason why she had to ask Ludwig to take care of her this time.

If she was hit in the heart when she was touched by Osamu Dazai, she would not bet on whether she would be able to return to her original body at that time.

And if attacked by other people, as long as Osamu Dazai is very clear that the wooden warehouse was not opened by his own people, his attention will definitely be diverted at that moment. in your own body.

Ludwig is one of the most famous snipers in the organization, and he can also hide his aura very well in the crowd. Please ask him is something Irene has planned long ago.

"Thanks to you, the rumor that I'm extremely obsessed with Belmode has almost become an accepted fact in the organization."

"Isn't it great~ Chris is a great beauty, it's not surprising that you're obsessed with her." Hearing Ludwig's accusation, Irene laughed instead.

Chris Binyard, codenamed Belmode, is Erin's tutor.

So after Irene had contacted the other party and invited Calvados to help in the name of Belmode, it would not attract too many people's attention.

"Aren't you afraid of arousing his suspicion by bypassing that gin and asking me for help?"

"No, Qin Jiu is a very busy person. He won't come to take care of me if he has nothing to do. Besides, he doesn't deal with the teacher. Since I asked the teacher for help this time, he will definitely not come to help me."

Irene stuck out her tongue again after saying this, "But it's time to keep a low profile, Gin is super vengeful."

"If you are caught by him, you will definitely not be able to escape a lesson."

"Well, it doesn't matter to me, but you are Rum's confidant, how do you plan to explain this matter to him?"

"How can I explain? I have all the information about the port mafia in my mind, and I have escaped safely from the sight of the port mafia and won't let there be any doubts. I feel that this mission is super successful." What about it~"

"So what about the assassination of Chuya Nakahara?"

"I've done it," Irene blinked her eyes when Ludwig asked, looking innocent.

"But because of Mr. Chuya's special constitution, the poison of the organization failed to work."

"...You should first think about whether this excuse is acceptable to me, and then think about how to explain it to Rum."

"Of course, if Mr. Chuya is an ordinary person, this kind of excuse can't fool anyone, but what if he is not an ordinary person?" Irene said so, recalling what she saw in the archives about "Nakaya Chuya" "The information in the eyes is full of complexity.

"Central Plains Chuya...but the 'God'..."

Irene stayed peacefully in that doll shop in Tokyo for the next week. Ludwig went back directly after confirming that she had no problems. He didn't have any qualms about leaving her as an underage girl in the doll shop. .

As a code-named member of the organization, he is very busy, unlike Irene, who can do undercover tasks for a year and still be successful.

Irene was not idle during this time, she had a strong desire to survive, so she contacted her immediate superior to report the result of the operation early in the morning after escaping from danger.

The other party expressed her verbal praise for her success in this mission, but did not mention a word about her failure to not kill Chuya Zhongya.

After Irene got the extra vacation promised by the other party, she probably had a bottom line in her heart, and after hanging up the phone, a sneer hung on her face.

Humph, sure enough.

As a fledgling undercover undercover, she was able to successfully obtain the confidential information of the port mafia, which is already impressive enough. No matter how harsh Rum is, it is impossible for her to kill the powerful superhuman shark who can be counted as the name of the port mafia.

Sure enough, Gin was still cheating on her!

The second mission is still a scam!

The real mission is to successfully obtain the port mafia information... Maybe the bottom line is to successfully retreat from the port mafia's purge.

Hey, before she officially returned to port mafia, she was already taken by Gin Donkey, no wonder she was reminded with a sneer before she became a teacher under that woman in Belmode: The black organization is not just a play It's easy to lose your life if you don't have a brain.

Irene picked up the phone angrily, pressed a series of garbled codes and sent them to Gin.

A few seconds later, her phone rang suddenly, and the call was from a number she had never seen before.

"Central Plains is not dead."

Unsurprisingly, the person on the other end of the phone was Gin Jiu. He seemed to be dealing with something. The background sound was noisy, occasionally mixed with the sound of some intense wooden warehouses.

As soon as Irene answered the phone, such a sentence came from the other side.

"That's because he has a special status. I added the poison you gave him drop by drop into the water he drank. For specific information, you can directly ask Rum. I have submitted all the information on the port mafia." Ai Lin rolled her eyes, knowing that the other party would definitely hold on to this point.

"About the mission of Chuya Nakahara, do you have anything to explain?"

"explain?"

Hearing Irene's questioning, Qin Jiu on the other end of the phone sneered, and then Yi Mucang pointed at the enemy in front of him and shot his head.

"Irene, do you think I will use this method to test you without Rum's sign?"

"If you question me for such a ridiculous reason, it is better for you to die in the port mafia... Zhongyuan Zhongya will not die for a day, and your loyalty to the organization will be compromised. I think you should know it well How does the organization deal with people suspected of betrayal."

"The organization doesn't want such a naive little dessert."

Irene on the other end of the phone bared her teeth, but she couldn't do anything about gin.

"When will I go back? I don't really want to stay in Neon during this time."

Angrily staring at the puppet in her hand for two seconds, she still exhaled and asked calmly.

"Next week, I will contact you after the specific situation."

"Come and pick me up next week with a gift!"

With a "click", the mobile phone that Irene bought not long ago was scrapped.

The author has something to say:

The plot setting, there are still about 6 years before Conan starts, and everyone is very young.

In addition, Irene was picked up by Gin, so the relationship between the two of them will be a little more casual. . .

No matter how fierce Gin is, he wouldn't treat the daughter (?) he picked up like this. After all, he is still a man who can listen to jazz in his spare time--

current timeline

Wen Ye: The Dragon Head War Era

Mingke: Six years before the plot started, Bourbon and Scotland had just joined the organization, and Xiuyi joined the organization under a pseudonym a year later.

The official plot on the side of Italy didn’t start at all, and the clams’ family was still Jiudaimu