[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

"..."

Toru Amuro frowned and looked at the loudspeaker.

In the dark general communication room, there is only one computer with a faint fluorescent light, and the interlaced and complicated lines are connected to the sockets, constantly collecting data.He stopped typing on the keyboard, and the room suddenly only echoed with words full of menace and courage.Even though what he was doing now was actually almost a crime, he still couldn't help being stunned by the other party's seemingly completely irrational actions.

For some reason, the central control room he invaded did not see anyone guarding it, and all the personnel were transferred to the top floor to protect the priceless gems.Therefore, it is easy for him to obtain the floor plan and all the rights of use. Even so, the rights only include the part that is not taken over by the Suzuki consortium.All the screens that symbolized the top floor were completely dark, and it was completely impossible to understand what happened. At this moment, a second wave of sound came from the loudspeaker.

Still a proclamation of robotic inorganic matter.

"I would like to remind everyone that all of us are hostages. If they resist, we cannot guarantee their personal safety. Especially Mr. Suzuki Shiro, I believe you do not intend to see his death." The voice continued, "We There is only one purpose, as long as you don’t stop them, you can guarantee your own safety and theirs—a very cost-effective deal.”

Perhaps it was out of the detective's intuition that he didn't think it was audio modified by a special method, but it is impossible for human beings to make such an extremely indifferent sound, it is almost like something that is not any creature looking down on the world, The weird sense of disobedience always lingers in his heart, which makes him unable to let go of it.

You don't need to look to know that panic has definitely erupted in the museum. Toru Amuro tried to open the doors and windows of the museum, but the control is always in the hands of Suzuki Shiro.I am afraid that after the alarm of Kaitou Kidd's entry, the competitive chairman activated defensive measures and closed all doors and windows.He couldn't help lamenting that he probably shot himself in the foot with a rock, and now the entire museum has become airtight.

Toru Amuro pressed the headset lightly, and Kusanagi's rare and serious inquiry rang out on the public channel. He hesitated for a while: "Brother Qin, father Qin,...you don't intend to grab Kidd's headlines, do you?"

"Huh?" After being dissuaded from giving up and going straight over, Gin seemed to lose interest.He only heard the sound of a blunt object being hit on the bone from the opposite side. It seemed that the man couldn't even fully convey the exclamation, so there was no more sound.It seems that even though he has restrained himself a lot, his way of greeting is not gentle, and he looks more like a murderer than the one who threatened on the radio.

"Do you think I'd use that stupid tone?"

Toru Amuro nodded in agreement: "Well, indeed, this speech is both retro and secondary."

"It seems that a little mouse has slipped over." Qin Jiu cut off the communication, "Gong, find a place to hide."

Kusanagi looked gloomily at Kaitou Kidd, who was also dull. There was a momentary hole in the latter's poker face. If he read correctly, there was a hint of worry in it.

He was never worried about his friends, so sure enough, he was worried about Suzuki Shiro.

This kid is really a good person, right? Although there are descriptions of phantom robbers, detectives, and even policemen in various works, Kusanagi still did not expect Suzuki Shiro to have such a year-end friendship.

The young phantom thief continued to stare at them after a while, "What's your purpose?"

He seems to have misunderstood.Wuhu retreated and blinked, and curled the corners of his mouth as if he thought it was funny, Kusanagi was about to explain something, when the young man tugged at his sleeve suddenly.He heard the sound of the bottom of the leather shoes hitting the ground, and a distorted shadow gradually stretched out on the smooth ground at the end of the corridor. Kusanagi narrowed his eyes and reached out to stop Kaitou Kidd's question.

"Shh." He pulled the fabric off the other's shoulders, "Don't get caught."

Kusanagi dragged Kaitou Kidd out from the other end. The wooden door embedded in the wall had the words staff lounge written on it, and the half-closed door was dark inside.Wuhu shook his head back, which meant that there was no life reaction inside.He and the Phantom Thief almost fell into the house directly, and Kuroba couldn't figure it out at all, but his intuition told him that it would be better to follow suit. Since becoming a Phantom Thief, he has relied on this intuition to get out of many troubles.

It was obviously just an ordinary sound made by shoes.

Not good.

Full of bad premonitions.

The short corridor is extremely long at the moment, I don't know what the people outside the door are thinking, their footsteps are intermittent, and they will stop every few steps.This is the situation that is more tormenting than appearing directly. They may be confirming the fallen colleagues, but the strange thing is that there is no sound of conversation coming out.

Kusanagi and Kuroba were leaning against the wall, looking at each other in unison.

The strange thief was the first to ask: "Is your accomplice on the radio?"

"It's not me, I'm just here to steal things, not a terrorist attack." Kusanagi thought for a while, their lineup might really count as a terrorist attack, but he still decided not to say it, "Isn't it the famous international fugitive who finally couldn't figure it out?" , decided to include all the gems of the Suzuki consortium?"

They stared at each other fiercely, and after a while, Kusanagi said softly: "It's not you, and it's not me."

While speaking, the people outside began to move again, and the strange thief also lowered his voice, observing the situation outside from the gap, "If we are discovered by the guards, we will be the same as that terrorist."

"If only the guards came from outside." Kusanagi glanced coldly at the police officers who were still sleeping soundly on the ground, "If it was something else—"

"What else can it be?"

Kusanagi sighed, "Because certain things have psychological shadows, you don't need to care about them."

Hey, what's the answer?Cold sweat fell from his forehead. The monster was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he couldn't press him further.

There was a piercing noise from the headset, followed by the whistling wind, and Kusanagi was stunned for a few seconds, realizing that a certain FBI seemed to be staying outside.

"Trouble." It was Akai's hoarse voice. He seemed to be exhaling smoke, and the words were a little unclear. A bodyguard in black, in the style of the Suzuki Consortium. He is moving towards the edge of the roof...he found me."

His voice froze, "Is that thing really human?"

Akai Hideichi chose a certain building facing the museum, which seems to be the office of small business houses, slightly higher than the roof of the museum.From here, it is clear whether it is the hazy neon lights of the city or the police force all over the courtyard.

In the sniper scope, on the rooftop of the museum a distance away from him, the humanoid thing looked at him.

For a middle-aged man, he had an ordinary appearance, his eyes were almost protruding from his sockets, and he was staring at him, the corners of his mouth were raised sullenly.Akai has no doubt that he has been discovered. The shriveled skin of the man in the mirror cracked like a dead tree, and the twisted blood vessels gradually stretched to turquoise. He looked at Akai's pupils, and gradually ignited flames.

Something broke out of the human skin.

The monster tore off the clothes on its body, turned its head to him, and faced a distance of more than a hundred meters, it made a jumping move.In the dark night, the cold light of the blade embedded in its body is particularly conspicuous.

Akai Shuichi almost threw away the sniper/shooter/gun and rolled away from the position, a huge crack stretched inward from the raised edge in an instant, and the shadow of the monster suddenly enveloped him, deeper than the night.He clicked his tongue, drew his gun and shot at the pale muscles, the bullets embedded in the muscles, but no blood spattered out.

A hazy miasma obscured vision.

Fortunately, the monster was forced back a few steps by the impact and almost fell from the roof of the building. If he continued to retreat, it would definitely hurt passers-by or attract the attention of the police.Akai thought for a moment, then backed away from where he was. He confirmed that the door leading to the rooftop was indeed locked, and gestured to someone in the shadows.

"Hmm, the moonlight is just right, I'll stop you~"

The boy who looked like a girl blinked, and gradually walked from the darkness to the place where the moonlight shines.I don't know what animation of magical girls he has watched recently, and the pose he poses is also very similar to the transformation action.

Ranto Shiro raised the blade, still looking at the terrifying monster with a smile: "Let's fall into frenzy together! Ranchan's blade of justice will pierce through you—"

Akai Hideichi sighed, "Gong, the time they watch TV every day has seriously exceeded the standard, at least you don't want to repeat the beautiful girl of ■ every day, these children learn quickly."

"Huh? I don't understand, and will there be people who can't appreciate the beautiful girl? This is a phenomenal work." Kusanagi was still worried about the noise over there, but now he is completely at a loss, "Mr. , there is no problem with you."

"Pfft." Amuro couldn't help chuckling, "His previous code name was Ley, but if he mentions it in front of Gin, something bad will happen."

"Senior, Mr. Zhen is on the channel."

"Oh, then pretend I didn't say that."

Akai Hideichi, whose body is a knitted hat, watched the lights of the knives crisscross in front of his eyes. For some reason, once the retrograde army saw the right moment, they wanted to attack him, as if they had locked on humans.He frowned, and replied briefly: "Be careful, this time the monster is wearing human skin, I'll let passers-by evacuate first."

He immediately shut down the communication.

I hope it is normal to persuade people to evacuate, remember to put down the gun.

Kusanagi thought for a long time, but swallowed the reminder.Kaitou Kidd suddenly made a silent movement, his index finger pointed to the gap where a ray of light was passing, and his footsteps were close to his side, and they had already seen a part of his leg.

"What is he doing?"

The monster thief asked.

The man seemed to be wearing a police uniform, and the other party stopped for a moment, bending down to touch the police officers lying on the ground.The moment his arm emerged from the skin, Kusanagi immediately felt a strong sense of disobedience.

That section of skin is not what young people should have, but wrinkled and waterless, like a piece of bark covering the surface of flesh and blood.The veins of the blood vessels were extremely protruding, and his trembling fingertips were about to touch the surface of the fallen human being. There was no condolence, and no panic of not knowing the situation.

"...Back the sauce."

Kusanagi said in a low voice, and the five tigers responded to what he said, and drew out their bright short knives.

"Behead him."