A group of people dressed up as Conan characters, and I guaranteed the Black Team's advancement

At the Twin Towers in Nishitama City, Yoshiaki Hara is meeting with a black-haired woman. Although she is a woman, she still makes Yoshiaki very nervous.

He had been a member of the organization for many years. Initially, he was just an unknown programmer. It was someone from the organization who approached him and said they valued his talent.

Yuan Jiaming was also a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, but the programmer industry is inherently highly competitive. He had no background and was not very good at speaking, so he could only be a nobody at his previous company.

People from the organization contacted him, saying that if he joined, they could arrange for him to work for the most famous Tokiwa Group. The Tokiwa Group's main business is computer software, but they do anything related to computers.

How could Yuan Jiaming not be tempted? He gritted his teeth and agreed, and the other party really kept their promise and arranged for him to join the Tokiwa Group. Not only that, the other party also supported him step by step in the group.

But the higher Yuan Jiaming climbed, the more afraid he became, because the price he had to pay was also increasing. What started as some insignificant information and data later became highly confidential data, and if discovered, it could land him in jail for stealing trade secrets.

However, he dared not resist, as the organization held all his secrets.

“Of course, I’m all ready.” Yuan Jiaming took a USB drive out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket. “That…”

Jiang Jin took the USB drive and looked up at him: "What, Mr. Yuan, is there any other question?"

“You said before that this was the last time. You wouldn’t contact me again, right?” Hara Yoshiaki hesitated for a long time before saying, “This information really is confidential information of the group. If it is discovered, I’m finished. I really can’t do this anymore.”

Jiang Jin curled the corners of his lips into a slight smile. He stepped forward, getting closer to the other man: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan. If you are unfortunately exposed, we will clean up the mess for you and will definitely not let you go to jail. As for... your desire to leave the organization, I can't guarantee that either. It depends on what the higher-ups decide. However, I will pass on your message."

Hara Yoshiaki's expression shifted slightly: "If that's the case, then thank you so much!"

Jiang Jin gave a half-smile and turned to leave. Yuan Jiaming stayed there for a while before leaving as well.

"Mr. Hara, you've arrived." Sawaguchi greeted Hara Yoshiaki upon seeing him and introduced him to Conan and the others.

After visiting the exhibition hall, Sawaguchi took Conan and the others to meet Tokiwa Mio. Meanwhile, Jiang Jin had already come out of the Twin Towers. He opened the car door, walked around a bit, and got into the back seat.

"Boss, we've got the stuff." Jiang Jin handed the USB drive to Qin Jiu. "That Mr. Yuan even told me he didn't want to do it anymore."

Gin, holding the USB drive in his gloved hand, sneered and said, "That guy pretends to be pitiful while secretly gathering information about the organization. The higher-ups haven't bothered him yet. Hmph, it won't be long before he never has to do these things again."

The passenger seat was cramped, so Jiang Jin had to change clothes in the back. He sat next to Gin, took off his wig, wiped the lipstick off his lips with a tissue, and then touched his earlobe after thinking for a moment.

[Winery Livestream]

"Why is it closed!"

"We're all family, don't be so formal, Baptist!"

"You can see the location of the Baptismal God in the car's rearview mirror, hehe."

"What is there that Gin can see but his family can't?"

"From a medical perspective, Jin Shen's figure must be very nice!"

"He looks slim in clothes but muscular when undressed."

……

Jiang Jin turned off the live stream camera before starting to unbutton his beige women's shirt, revealing a black vest underneath. The vest was thin and form-fitting, revealing some visible chest and abdominal muscles. The muscles on his arms were smooth but not exaggerated. As Jiang Jin put on his jacket, the vest rode up slightly with the slightest movement.

After putting on his coat, Jiang Jin glanced down at his skirt, and Gin couldn't help but turn to look at it as well. Jiang Jin had changed his clothes at the mall before coming, but now he clearly had to change in the car.

To be honest, he's an introverted person. Taking off his skirt in front of someone, especially Gin, was just... too exciting!

"Um, boss... I took it off?" Jiang Jin felt that since there were still other people around, he should politely ask.

Gin's brow twitched, he looked away, stared straight ahead, and said coldly, "Take it off if you want."

The man sitting in front of him, Vodka, felt that the atmosphere was both funny and eerie, and even a little absurd. He pushed up his sunglasses and thought that they really were sunglasses.

Jiang Jin lifted her waist, allowing her buttocks to slightly leave the seat, and easily pulled her skirt down to her thighs before taking it off again, revealing that she was only wearing boxer shorts underneath, her long legs straight and powerful.

Gin caught a glimpse of the young man's white legs out of the corner of his eye, and then the man pulled on his black pants, which were covered in a bunch of messy decorations.

"Drive, vodka," Gin said.

The car started and left the Twin Towers. Conan, who ran out of the building at the same time, only saw the silhouette of the Porsche.

Five minutes ago——

In the banquet hall, staff from both buildings came up from the elevator.

"It's really lucky to still be able to see a classic Porsche 356a at this time."

"Yes, it must be a rare, discontinued modified car."

Conan's radar immediately went off, and he ran up to the two staff members and asked urgently, "Excuse me, what color is that car?!"

"Huh? Black..."

Conan's expression changed; it was Gin's car! He immediately rushed to the elevator, pressed the button, and turned to look out through the glass car.

As the elevator descended, Conan gradually came into view of the black Porsche parked below the building. A woman walked out of the building and got into the car.

By the time he chased after it, the car had already driven away.

"Damn it!" Conan watched the car drive away, feeling resentful. "Why are members of the organization here? Is there something here that interests them?"

Just a few days after Conan visited the Twin Towers, Nishitama City Councilor Iwamatsu Oki, who was staying at the hotel in Building B, was murdered. Inspector Megure then summoned Conan and the others who had seen Iwamatsu Oki to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Conan stared at the photo of Oki Iwatsu, resting his chin on his hand in deep thought. He recalled the car he had seen that day. Could it be that the organization had orchestrated this?

But looking at that broken little wine glass, although it might represent wine, would the people in the organization really be so foolish as to reveal such a clue?

Conan thought of Duyago. If he were that kind of ruthless guy, he would be extremely cautious and would not let the police find such obvious evidence.

Just then, he noticed three children whispering to each other. Without even guessing, Conan knew what they were up to.

The next day, Conan and Ran caught the three children red-handed. They were planning to go and investigate the architect Mitsuhiko Kazama and the illustrator Mineki Kisaragi, since both of them lived near Nishitama City. As for Yoshiaki Hara, they planned to go the next day.

As night fell, Yuan Jiaming was cutting the newly bought cake, intending to use it as dessert to entertain the children the next day.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang, and Yuan Jiaming was startled, wondering why someone would be knocking at this hour. He put down his knife, walked to the door, and looked through the peephole. Outside stood a young man with short silver hair. He seemed to notice someone looking through the peephole and waved his hand.

"Hello, what can I do for you..." Yuan Jiaming opened the door only to find that it wasn't just one person, but a man with long blond hair, wearing a hat and a black coat. "You..."

Jiang Jin tilted his head and pointed inside the house: "Hmm? Mr. Yuan, aren't you going to invite us in?"

Yuan Jiaming stiffly turned to the side. Jiang Jin lifted his foot and walked into the house. As he passed Yuan Jiaming, he patted him on the shoulder. Gin's cold gaze swept over Yuan Jiaming.

"I've handed over the items to you. Is there anything else?" Yuan Jiaming closed the door, his heart pounding with tension and fear. Jiang Jin glanced at the cake on the table, then walked to the computer and tapped the desktop with his finger. "Mr. Yuan, I've already relayed your request to your superiors, but unfortunately, it wasn't approved. Do you know why?"

A bad feeling rose in Hara Yoshiaki's heart. He shook his head: "Why...why?"

"Because you secretly collected information about the organization, you have already betrayed the organization. How can you have the nerve to ask the higher-ups to let you leave?"

“I…” Yuan Jiaming looked surprised. He had done this secretly, just to leave himself a way out. “I didn’t do it.”

Gin sneered, "Then why do you think we came?"

"Mr. Yuan, hand over the things." Jiang Jin narrowed his dark red eyes, and picked up the photo album next to the computer desk with his gloved hand. "You don't want us to cause trouble for your family, do you? How long has it been since you went home?"

Yuan Jiaming strode over and said urgently, "No! I'll give it to you!"

He sat down at the computer and retrieved the confidential information from the secure folder.

Gin pulled out a gun and pointed it at him: "Delete it, all of it."

Yuan Jiaming dared not resist, and after a few clicks, he deleted the files and emptied the recycle bin: "Now, is that okay?"

Gin gave a cruel smile, his gun still pointed at him: "That's enough. Now you can die."

"!" Yuan Jiaming looked surprised upon hearing this. He naturally couldn't just sit and wait to die, but all he had was the knife for cutting the cake. Yuan Jiaming could only pick up the knife and try to fight back, but in Jiang Jin and Gin's eyes, this was nothing more than a cornered beast struggling. Jiang Jin waved his hand and said, "Mr. Yuan, see you in the next life."