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All projects except assassination were cut?

Vermouth frowned and asked:

"Are you serious? Our organization's finances are basically made from these few things; assassination is actually the least profitable project."

Qi Ming glanced at Vermouth, and after she explained the major and minor profit-generating projects of the organization, Qi Ming asked Vermouth a question.

"Are you done?"

"That's it."

"Shut up after you've finished speaking. Who gives you the right to interrupt when the leader is speaking?"

"..."

"The organization is complete," Vermouth thought sincerely.

I wonder how anxious Karasuma Renya will be when he sees Qi Ming messing up the organization he has worked so hard to build.

...Although if Karasuma Renya heard his self-introduction, he would probably be even more anxious.

Qi Ming moved the content on the PowerPoint slide to the next one, and several other items appeared on the screen besides the assassination.

Robbery, theft, and shop operation.

"Besides assassinations, we need to add a few more projects: robbing banks, casinos, nightclubs, and then opening shops."

The members were somewhat lost in thought.

They know how to rob, they know how to steal... but what's with this store operation?

How can there be such a serious project after two such unserious projects?

Curaçao raised his hand, somewhat puzzled.

Qi Ming glanced at Curaçao and then gave Vermouth a disgruntled look.

Look at others, they even know to ask for permission before speaking to the boss.

"You said."

Curaçao asked with a somewhat strange expression, but unlike the others, she still felt a little bit of anticipation.

This feeling somewhat matches her imagination of a normal life.

"Boss, what is store operation?"

"Store operation means that we have to do both illegal and legitimate business. We sell some of the stolen goods that are difficult to handle in the store."

Qi Ming explained that pressing the PowerPoint button caused two photos to appear on the screen.

One picture is of Natsumi Kosaka, and the other is of Kaito Kuroba. Qi Ming thoughtfully added their battle records below the pictures.

Natsumi Kosaka is of Japanese and Russian descent. She has a sweet appearance and works as a pastry chef in Paris.

Kaito Kuroba, whose true identity is Kaito Kid, has committed numerous crimes but has yet to be apprehended by the police.

"These are two members I personally recruited recently. Please get to know them."

"..."

Everyone felt that, just like before, a very strange person had infiltrated the group.

The addition of a pastry chef before Phantom Thief Kid is no different from having a nail technician mixed in with a group of assassins.

Are you suggesting we have Natsumi Kosaka make us a cake for afternoon tea after we've finished our business?

It is quite beautiful, though.

The members looked at each other, but no one asked a question.

Vermouth looked at Kaito Kuroba on the screen with a strange expression.

This guy looks so much like Shinichi Kudo! Except for the hairstyle, his facial features are almost a carbon copy.

Vodka shared the same idea as Vermouth.

"This person is..."

Vodka slightly opened his mouth and whispered to Gin beside him:

"Big brother, do you think this person looks like Shinichi Kudo, the detective who was killed by the horse boss at the amusement park last time?"

Gin glanced at vodka with a cold expression.

"I never remember what the people I have killed looked like."

"oh oh."

No one objected, though they dared not object.

Qi Ming looked at Vermouth and asked:

"By the way, Professor Bei, do you have any information about an organization?"

"An organization?"

Qi Ming nodded.

“Kaito Kid made me a request. He joined the organization and also wanted us to help him deal with another organization whose members also had code names, which he said were named after animals.”

"...An animal?"

Vermouth glanced at Gin out of the corner of her eye.

She actually had some intelligence on this organization, and they were indeed competitors.

It is said that the boss of that organization is searching all over the world for a gem called Pandora, which is said to grant immortality.

Although the ultimate goals of their two organizations seem to be somewhat different, Karasuma Renya did not interfere with the matter of the gem.

At that time, Karasuma Renya did not believe in these gods and ghosts.

By the time he grew old and frail and decided to try the organization's methods, they had already established deep roots in their field, making it difficult for him to intervene.

"...Big brother, are you alright?"

"nothing."

Gin's face suddenly turned ashen, and he involuntarily recalled a time when he had been humiliated.

The owner of the Python Diamond Casino, Python, is a member of that organization.

Although Qi Ming had hypnotized Miyano Akemi to rob a casino to vent his anger a long time ago, Gin was still somewhat annoyed by the experience of being forcibly kicked out.

"So you actually have intelligence?"

Qi Ming pondered for a moment, then returned to the previous page of the PPT and added a guild competition after the store operation section.

"Then came the most important decision."

Qi Ming pulled back the slide and then moved on to the next one.

The content on this page is quite simple, consisting of only one word.

open!

"I regret to announce a decision here."

Qi Ming said with a grave expression:

"All peripheral members will be reassigned to overseas organizations."

"In addition, our organization here remains independent and separate from organizations in other countries."

Qi Ming didn't even need to think deeply about making this arrangement.

Even in a place like Japan, there are a lot of people involved in these organizations, not to mention that they are spread all over the world.

It's easier to manage if there are fewer people.

After a moment's hesitation, Curaçao asked:

"So, you mean our main area of ​​activity is now concentrated in this country?"

“That’s good, but if you’re interested, I can also organize a team-building trip to another country.”

Vermouth also asked Qi Ming:

"Does that mean we no longer need those high-level personnel we control in various fields?"

"Well, let's keep these people around; we might need them in the future."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Qi Ming didn't wait for their reaction and moved the PowerPoint presentation again.

The content on this page is also very simple, consisting of only three capital letters.

NBT.

"Everyone, take a look. This is the name of our organization."

Is it the organization's name?

The members' eyes widened slightly.

After being a member for so long, their organization finally has a name?

"Boss, what do these English words mean?"

Upon hearing a question from the crowd, Qi Ming curled his lip in disdain.

"You can't even understand something this simple? I don't know what use you are in the organization?"

"……sorry."

NBT, as the name suggests, is an awesome team.

Qi Ming, who was terrible at coming up with names, could only come up with this one name after thinking for a long time.

Although he could explain, he decided not to say anything in order to appear sophisticated as the boss.

NBT?

Vermouth stared at the letters on the page, deep in thought.

As an intelligence expert, upon seeing these English words, my brain automatically generated a number of related expanded English versions.

Based on their actions and the nature of their organization, Vermouth deduced the meaning of NBT.

N stands for Nobody, the nameless.

B stands for Black.

The letter T might stand for Tempest, or storm.

So, if we combine them...

Nobody's Black Tempest.

A black storm of the nameless?