Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

"Bourbon."

Gin gave Amuro Tooru a cold look. "If you can do something big like this guy, I can give you the same opportunity."

"Instead of being like that woman Vermouth, whose thoughts are unknown."

Amuro Tooru paused for a moment, then waved his hand and laughed, "Haha, it's just that I'm being a bit cautious. After all, Madeira is still a newcomer, and his trustworthiness needs to be assessed."

Qi Ming pursed his lips, then tapped Amuro Tooru's shoulder.

After he turned to look at him, Qi Ming gave him the middle finger and said sarcastically:

"Golden-haired, black-skinned senior, playing early doesn't mean you're good at it. What's wrong with being a newbie? Can't newbies get the boss's appreciation, promotion, and raise?"

"Sometimes you should look for the reasons within yourself, right? You've been in the organization for so long, think about whether you've done your tasks well, and whether you've worked sincerely and earnestly for the organization?"

Amuro Tooru's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He could tell that Qi Ming's words were just a sarcastic remark, but because he had a guilty conscience, he felt that every word was directed at him.

"Hehe, it seems I was overthinking it. That lord's vision is far beyond my reach."

Amuro gave a kind smile and said nothing more.

Qi Ming snorted coldly in his heart.

This is what a seasoned veteran in the workplace is like: they might not get promoted themselves, but they absolutely cannot let their juniors get promoted.

Amuro Tooru wasn't the only one whose heart was stirred by Qi Ming's words; Rena Mizunashi, who was standing quietly to the side, was also affected.

This woman was also an undercover agent sent from outside, from the CIA.

Fortunately, Qi Ming doesn't know their true identities yet.

Good heavens, the entire police force and CIA came to witness his promotion ceremony!

Gin went to one side of the conference room and pressed a button on the wall, and a hidden door in the wall slowly opened.

"go in."

Amuro Tooru stared at the open hidden door, barely managing to suppress the urge to secretly plant a listening device on Qi Ming.

"Um, Lao Qin, maybe you shouldn't let me see the boss?"

"Do you think it's possible for the boss to still use email?"

Qi Ming looked at the hidden door but didn't go through it immediately. Instead, he spoke with some difficulty.

Everyone present was stunned when Qi Ming said this.

Chianti: You're so tough? The boss wants to see you and you don't want to?

Cohen: ...

Amuro Tooru: I completely don't understand this guy's behavior.

Rena Mizunashi: Judging from her tone, Madeira seems to be highly regarded by Gin.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Gin's eyes gradually turned cold as he spoke sharply.

Qi Ming is usually carefree and easygoing, but this meeting was proposed by that important person, and Qi Ming actually dared to refuse?

"Sigh, you guys don't understand, I'm doing this for the boss's own good."

Qi Ming sighed, shrugged, and said calmly:

"There's a saying that goes, the more plot there is, the more the characters fall apart. Even when a character makes their first appearance, everyone will say, 'Wow, so strong! Wow, so handsome! So intimidating!'"

"Then when this character reappears later, everyone will say, 'Wow, he's so bad, he's so lame, what a clown character!'"

Qi Ming became more and more agitated as he spoke, even slamming his hand on the table in dissatisfaction. Then he glanced at everyone present.

"And you guys too, I hope you can maintain this persona the next time I see you."

"Look at these two, Lao Fu and Lao Qin. At first glance, they seemed very intimidating, but now that I've seen them a lot, they're just a bunch of clueless and unhappy people. Sigh."

Vodka and gin both fell silent.

After Qi Ming had finally vented his dissatisfaction, he said with a grin.

"Let's just keep our boss a mystery and continue to communicate via email."

"..."

Gin's brow relaxed.

He could barely accept this reason.

"When that official saw you, he wasn't actually here; he only saw your remote communication."

"Oh, you should have said so earlier. It seems the boss understands this quite well."

Having received a response from Gin, Qi Ming stopped dawdling and entered the secret room.

……

The secret room wasn't large, probably only about 10 square meters. It was completely dark, which was probably a traditional virtue of the villains to save on electricity.

As the hidden door closed tightly, a screen hanging on the hidden wall suddenly lit up a few seconds later.

After a period of white screen, a round, crow-like silhouette gradually appeared in the center of the screen.

Then a synthesized sound echoed in the room.

"Madera, how do you think immortality can be achieved?"

The boss didn't mince words; he started with a truly outrageous question.

Qi Ming was caught off guard, but he still nodded inwardly.

As expected of the boss, he elevated his status with just one sentence.

Qi Ming felt that the current scene of "debating with the boss" might be a key point, so he took it seriously for once.

He pondered the answer for a moment, then spoke:

"How about a head transplant? Take your head off and put a young, strong body on it? Hmm, but that probably won't work, given all the rejection issues and brain aging stuff."

"Or should we pursue cyber immortality? Or try digitizing our consciousness and uploading it to cyberspace?"

The screen flickered, and instead of responding, the boss asked another question:

"How can resurrection be achieved?"

Wow, our villainous organization's leader actually has such a grand dream!

Qi Ming didn't know how to explain for a moment.

"Well, this is a bit fantastical. I do have quite a few resurrection coins, but I can't give them to NPCs. Otherwise, I would have already found a way to dig out Old Xu from the Great Qin Dynasty."

The boss didn't reply, and it was unclear whether he was thinking about what to say next, or...

I can't understand what Qi Ming said.

After a while, the boss seemed to lose interest in asking these vague questions.

Do you know why I gave you this code name?

"They said it's because I've survived many near-death experiences, right?"

"I see hope for a miracle in you. Can you tell me how you did it?"

Hearing the boss's words, Qi Ming raised an eyebrow.

He understood somewhat; this was to let him showcase his unique characteristics.

"That's easy, boss. You can see what's happening here from your side, right? And are you squeamish about blood?"

"will not."

"That's fine."

Qi Ming stopped talking, but pulled out a silver-white pistol, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

……

Outside the secret room, in the conference room.

Everyone who heard the gunshot suddenly jolted.

"What's going on? Why are there gunshots?"

"That voice... is it the Desert Eagle?"

"Gin! What on earth is going on in there! Is Madeira a traitor?!"

Gin's face was grim; he had no idea what Qi Ming had done inside.

He was about to open the hidden door to go in and take a look when, unexpectedly, the door to the conference room was opened.

Gin immediately drew his gun and pointed it at the door, but his expression changed drastically when he saw the figure standing in the doorway.

There stood Qi Ming, who was in the secret room, right in front of the door!

"Old Qin, please open the secret room door for me again."