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

Inside the dimly lit car, only the glow of a cell phone screen illuminated Rum's face, making his already sinister features appear even more sinister.

"Back to Japan so soon?" Rum said, feigning regret as he turned off his phone. Then, his sharp, hawk-like eyes turned to Curaçao, who was driving for him. "Have you and Binga prepared everything?"

Curaçao, seen in the rearview mirror, nodded: "Ready. But..."

Curaçao's tone was somewhat hesitant, so Rum said, "Just say what you have to say."

“As you instructed, I only explained the task to Binga. The reason you don’t want him to know about this plan is because…” Curaçao had some guesses in his mind, but he didn’t dare to say them directly.

Rum sneered, "Yes. You guessed right, I don't trust Binga. I sent him to deal with Duago, but what happened? He accomplished nothing. If he wasn't incompetent, then he's the one with the problem."

“Binga’s explanation was that Bourbon arrived before him, and with Bourbon there, he couldn’t make a move.” Curaçao said a few kind words to Binga as appropriate, “However, none of us really know what the situation was at the time.”

Rum closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, saying, "It's all in the past. Since we lost that game, there's no need to talk about it anymore. We just need to be more careful with the people we should be wary of."

"Yes, sir." Curaçao said no more, but he already knew in his heart that if the plan went wrong with Binga again, then that guy was probably in big trouble.

Matsuda Jinpei felt that he had been being watched by someone lately. But the person was very discreet, and at one point Matsuda Jinpei thought it was just his imagination.

Just when he finally caught the other party by the tail and wanted to find out who had been secretly watching him, the other party also saw through Matsuda Jinpei's purpose.

In the alley, a crackling sound of electricity rang out, and Matsuda Jinpei collapsed at Binga's feet. As he pulled out his phone to send a message, he scoffed, "So what if he's a former cop? He's nothing special."

Curaçao said that Rum was going to make a big move soon, but he wouldn't tell him the specifics, only giving him a few tasks to complete.

One of the tasks was to find and kidnap this man, who was supposedly a former Metropolitan Police Department officer, and then wait for further orders.

A car pulled up to the alley entrance, and the men in black who got out dragged Matsuda Jinpei into the car before driving away silently.

Rei Furuya was naturally the first to notice Jinpei Matsuda's disappearance, and only a day had passed since he was taken away by Binga. This was precisely because Rei Furuya needed Jinpei Matsuda's assistance in his investigation.

However, Matsuda Jinpei's disappearance gave Furuya Rei an ominous feeling, so much so that when he found the Jiang Jin safe house and saw Mingyuan opening the door, he was only stunned for a moment.

Without time to ask Mingyuan's identity, he hurriedly said he needed to find Jiang Jin. Mingyuan was initially nervous when he saw Jiang Gu Ling 'coming to his door'.

But Furuya Rei's urgent expression left Mingyuan no time to think about anything else. Pointing towards the bedroom, he said, "He's still sleeping in the bedroom. Do as you please?"

When Jiang Jin was dragged out of his sleep, he was furious: "Who dares to disturb my sleep!"

"Jinpei has gone missing. Have you seen him recently?"

Jiang Jin, who has a terrible temper when he wakes up, didn't understand what Furuya Rei was talking about at all, and just blurted out, "What does it matter to me where he went!"

Rei Furuya paused after hearing this, remained silent for a few seconds, then turned around and lowered his eyes, saying, "I'm sorry, I disturbed you."

Jiang Jin, who had just covered himself with the blanket, felt as if he had been electrocuted. He sprang up from the bed and grabbed Furuya Rei's wrist as he was about to leave, almost causing him to stumble.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Furuya Rei turned to look at Jiang Jin, his gray-purple eyes dark and unfathomable: "Didn't you say it was none of your business?"

"I... I'm just a little grumpy when I wake up, nothing more," Jiang Jin said awkwardly, then shook Furuya Rei's wrist. Furuya Rei glanced at the hand holding his and gently pulled away. "So, I was just overthinking it?"

Jiang Jin didn't dare to respond to Furuya Rei's delicate and delicate words, only offering a polite smile, but in his heart he was thinking about Furuya Rei, whose temper had become increasingly strange lately.

You're on the black side, you're the villain, that's fine, but you shouldn't be playing the yandere character! Dude, you're acting really weird right now!

In the living room, Furuya Rei sat on the sofa, while Jiang Jin was still in his pajamas, his silver hair sticking out in a messy tangle. Furuya Rei's gaze was fixed on Mingyuan, making Mingyuan very nervous.

“This is my…cousin,” Jiang Jin explained, only to hear Furuya Rei say with a half-smile, “Aren’t you an orphan? You have quite a few younger brothers and sisters.”

Jiang Jin glanced at Jiang Gu Ling; his words were indeed quite sarcastic.

"What you're saying..." Furuya Rei interrupted with a snort, "If you don't want to introduce yourself, there's no need to make up an identity to fool me. Let's get down to business."

Just as Jiang Jin was about to speak, Furuya Rei's gaze swept over Mingyuan, who shuddered and said, "I'm suddenly so hungry, I'm going out to get something to eat!"

Then, without waiting for Jiang Jin to speak, he rushed out the door like the wind. Only then did Furuya Rei's expression turn satisfied, and he looked at Jiang Jin: "Go ahead and say it."

No, buddy, you're really acting a bit strange!

"Ahem... How many days has Jinpei been missing?" Jiang Jin asked with a dry cough. Furuya Rei replied, "I don't know, but I contacted him yesterday, but no one answered the phone, and no one was at his residence."

Jiang Jin became serious: "You suspect something has happened to him? Have you been having him investigate anything recently?"

“That’s why it’s strange.” Rei Furuya frowned. “He was an accomplice, and now he’s disappeared. Although I had Kazami and the others investigate him privately, they’re not from the Public Security Bureau, so there are some methods we can’t use on him.”

"I understand, young master. Don't worry, I'll go check it out." At this moment, Jiang Jin had not yet realized that Matsuda Jinpei's disappearance was a conspiracy against him.

The sound of the iron door opening in the dark room, filled with cold and gloomy air, was chilling.

Binga glanced at the group of people lying on the ground behind the iron gate, frowned deeply, and turned to walk towards another door at the end, but was stopped by the men in black at the door.

"What do you mean? I can't leave either?" Binga licked his lips, which were dry from nervousness. The man in black spoke mechanically and coldly, like a puppet, "Mr. Rum said that the testimony of the person inside is very important. Only when you, Mr. Binga, obtain his testimony can you leave."

The 'testimony' that Rum wanted could take half of Duago's life, how could he dare to interrogate him?

Binga didn't dare show too much resistance, and could only say, "I know, but I've been interrogating you for a long time. Can't I go out and rest for a while?"

The man in black didn't answer; it was clear Binga had come in, and he wouldn't be able to leave without getting what Rum wanted.

The iron door creaked open again, and Binga returned to the cold interrogation room with a grim face. The walls were smooth and soundproof. He stared coldly at Matsuda Jinpei on the floor. At first, Binga had indeed thought it was just another task to catch mice.

But when Curaçao told him what was going to happen next, Binga realized that Rum was about to make another move. He didn't know what the relationship was between this former policeman and Duago, but given his past status, no relationship would prevent Rum from doing anything.

He's probably been suspected by Rum in this state, and since he can't get out, he can't pass messages to Duago. If this unfortunate policeman reveals something, there's really nothing he can do.

The only thing that gives Binga peace of mind right now is that Matsuda Jinpei hasn't said anything yet. But everyone has their limits, and who knows if Matsuda Jinpei can stay so tight-lipped forever?

Binga was already considering whether to just kill the man and say he'd messed up during the interrogation. However, he figured the man wouldn't be able to stay under Rum's command any longer, and whether he could even get out of here alive was a question.

He wiped his face and waved his hand: "Wake him up."

The cold water splashed on Matsuda Jinpei's face jolted him awake, but it also intensified the pain in his injuries. His dark blue eyes, hidden beneath his curly hair, were bloodshot as he squinted at Binga with difficulty.

Despite being tortured by this dreadlocked man, Matsuda Jinpei had roughly figured out who the other person was—a member of Amamiya Jin's organization.

These people wanted to get information out of him about his relationship with Amamiya. Matsuda Jinpei, recalling his past as a police officer and current public security collaborator, guessed that these people probably wanted to make something out of Amamiya's alleged collusion with the police.

Matsuda Jinpei found it extremely ironic that the killer and the police used the word 'collusion'.

"Matsuda Jinpei, if you want to live, you'd better answer me obediently." Binga's voice rang out above Matsuda Jinpei's head again. "What exactly is your relationship with Duago?"

Matsuda Jinpei squinted, his injuries rendering him unable to move: "Who is Duyago? I don't know him."

Binga walked up to Matsuda Jinpei, squatted down, grabbed his hair, and forced him to look up. He stared at Matsuda Jinpei and asked again, "Then, what about the name Amamiya Jin?"

The look in his eyes wasn't one of desire for him to say anything, but rather a deep-seated murderous intent, which puzzled and puzzled Matsuda Jinpei.

"do not know……"