Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

After Vodka left, Fuheshel looked around and saw that the peripheral members who met his gaze all lowered their heads and dared not meet his eyes.

The other person's aura was so strong, you'd believe they crawled out of a corpse.

Moreover, he had just thrown Vodka away. You know, they had personally witnessed Vodka's cold-blooded demeanor when dealing with the peripheral members.

Four shots were fired in quick succession, each one a headshot.

But in front of this man, they seemed to lack even the courage to pick up a gun.

This man is terrifyingly strong, just by looking at his posture.

“Um, Mr. Fushiguro…” the outer member forced a smile, “I’ll take you to the lounge now.”

“But I want to eat something right now.” Fuheshen looked down indifferently at the members on the periphery. “I want to eat takoyaki.”

"Uh..." The outer member scratched his head, his tone pleading, "I'm afraid that won't work, sir. Besides, our food here is quite good, with shrimp, beef, and all sorts of desserts. And as you know, my boss has spoken, I can't help it..."

His leader wasn't referring to Vodka, but rather to the squad leader of the peripheral members.

Fuheishen did not make things difficult for the other party, and nodded indifferently.

They followed the members of the outer circle into the Beika Town Medical Center.

Behind the roller shutter door of the Beikacho Medical Center lies a hidden world, which can only be described as full of modern technology.

There's even palm print recognition technology next to the main gate; once members of the outer organization place their hands on it, the gate opens.

Inside was a spacious corridor, surrounded by many rooms... which looked like offices.

With a whoosh, a door was gently opened, and more than twenty people dressed in prison uniforms were herded in by the outer members.

Seemingly sensing the doubt in their future superior, an outer member explained, "These are all research subjects; they've signed contracts, and the organization will give them a substantial amount of money."

"Oh, I see." Fuheshen nodded indifferently.

He didn't believe what the peripheral members said; judging from the mental state of those test subjects, they didn't seem to have come here voluntarily.

Most of them are homeless, but it's still a good outcome, at least they won't freeze to death on the street in some cold winter.

Fuheshen didn't say anything, but walked to a room and sat down in a chair.

The area was filled with chemical supplies, and there was a faint smell of coffee...

He quite likes this flavor.

“Sir, the lounge isn’t here,” the outer member said politely, somewhat exasperated. “This is Director Shirley’s office.”

“Now it’s mine,” Fuheshen said coldly.

"Okay..." The outer member forced a smile, then prepared to leave without looking back.

He really wanted to do something, but it wasn't something he, as an outer member, should concern himself with, nor did he dare to. The other party was clearly a prospective core member, just missing a code name.

Damn it, when will the peripheral members finally stand up?

Shivering and cold. (jpg)

"and many more..."

A detached voice rang out, and the outer members stiffly stopped in their tracks, composed themselves, and smiled, "Is there something you need?"

"Didn't I say I was hungry? Bring me something to eat." Fuheshen put his legs up on the computer desk.

"Okay." After saying that, the outer members left without looking back.

..........

Outside the organization's base, a man with dark green eyes, wearing a black top hat and a black trench coat, stared coldly at his phone.

His name is Gin, and he's that gentleman's confidant.

As the melody of Seven Crows played, the man turned on his phone, browsed the content, and then turned it off.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The message on the phone read: "The other party is extremely cold-blooded and has completed many impossible missions. I have high hopes for him. His code name is Jundu."

“Kundo…” Gin put his phone away, took out another phone, and looked at the message on it.

Vodka: Big brother, something terrible has happened! Sherry has been kidnapped! Come quick!

Gin frowned and scrolled down.

This was just posted by Vodka; it was just a misunderstanding.

Vodka: Bro, I could tell at a glance that my new colleague wasn't a good person. Judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't have much education, all he thinks about is muscles, and he's a pervert. He started touching Sherry inappropriately right away. If I hadn't been there to keep him in check, who knows what would have happened!

Gin automatically cleared the junk information about vodka from his mind, put away his phone, and headed towards the Beika Town Medical Center.

He believed the man more than the vodka's ramblings.

"Heh... I hope I won't disappoint that gentleman."

........

Shirley's office at the Beika Town Medical Center.

Looking at the food on the cart, Fuheshen couldn't help but feel a strong urge to eat.

The food cart had a whole plate of Yili shrimp, steak, seafood porridge, and udon noodles.

The staff meals are quite plentiful.

Fuhesh was indeed quite hungry; he hadn't eaten since he opened his eyes.

Furthermore, having been in darkness since being killed by that man, she couldn't resist the sight of food and began to wolf it down.

Suddenly, the door was pulled open.

Gin opened the door with a cold expression and walked in, followed by Vodka with a sinister grin.

"Hey, isn't this Fuhe Shen? You've gotten so sluggish since I last saw you." Vodka, who was following behind Gin, said with a slight smirk.

Although he was startled by the other party, that doesn't prove that Vodka is really afraid of him.

Moreover, judging from his current appearance, he's a penniless wretch who can't even afford to eat.

Anyway, with his older brother here, he has confidence!

Vodka paused in his eating, his dark eyes coldly fixed on him. "Am I that bad?"

"I'm not going to do it anymore, I'm not going to do it anymore." Vodka's lips tightened, he became wary, and his smile vanished. What was wrong with this guy? He was even worse than his older brother, always releasing murderous intent.

It was so scary.

"Vodka, shut up." Gin glanced at Vodka coldly.

Vodka's lips drooped slightly, he lowered his head, and said nothing more.

“Kundo, that’s your code name.” Gin observed the man before him.

Although his movements were very casual, he gave people a feeling of immovability, uprightness, and composure...

This man is very strong.

Gin gave himself the answer.

“Jundu?” Fuheshen’er peeled a lobster shell, threw it into his mouth, and said calmly, “Let me introduce myself, I don’t like drinking.”

Gin's eyes narrowed slightly...

What does it mean to not drink alcohol?

Vodka, gin, and sherry are all names of alcoholic beverages.

Moreover, that gentleman should have introduced him to the organization's situation; he couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

Could there be a hidden meaning in his words?