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

Vodka, sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at Fuheshner in the rearview mirror and advised, "Women are troublesome creatures, Jundu. It's better to avoid them."

"Oh?" Fuheshel became interested upon hearing this. "You know a lot about women?"

“No, that’s not it. I know about visual novels from playing them.” Vodka grinned and explained, “I’ve completed several of them. But I think the trouble isn’t because of the games. There have been cases like this before.”

“A case?” Fuheshchen tilted his head.

"There was once a member with a codename who was beheaded by his mistress because of a relationship problem." Gin coldly explained the life of a core member in concise language.

“Then it has nothing to do with me.” Fuheshel took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, “I’m not that kind of person.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Gin and Vodka cast disdainful glances at him.

Fuhesh'er's scarred lips twitched slightly, ignoring the gazes of the two men.

For some reason, ever since he joined the organization, Gin and Vodka have been led astray more and more.

He took a box of fever reducers out of his pocket and handed it to Gin.

"I'm fine." Gin took the medicine and snorted coldly. "I don't usually need medicine."

"Don't be so arrogant, bro." Vodka gripped the steering wheel, glanced at the rearview mirror behind his sunglasses, and said casually, "You were still dizzy yesterday, and you kept hugging me while you were sleeping, muttering things like traitors are going to die, and your hand kept touching my gun, which scared me to death."

"Shut up, Vodka."

Feeling the strange gaze from Fukuro Jinji beside him, Gin's eyes widened slightly, his pupils radiating murderous intent.

Vodka pursed his lips and shrugged. That's just how my older brother is; he's such a proud old man.

“Interesting…” Fuheishen’s lips curled up slightly.

It seems that Gin and Vodka might have a relationship similar to that of Shinichi Kudo and Professor Agasa.

They all know each other inside and out.

"There's a mission to assassinate Shigeto Yoshii in a few days." Gin ignored the other person and decisively stated the matter, "You plan the operation."

As he spoke, Gin started fiddling with his old phone, then handed it to Jin Fukuro, saying, "This is their schedule and security detail..."

"Plan?" Fuheshen'er's lips curled up, but he didn't answer the phone. "Tell me the location, and I'll go now."

“This assassination target is very difficult, unlike the one with Yotsuba Reika.” Seeing the disdain in Fukushiro’s eyes, Gin coldly reminded him, “Yotsuba Miyahei has raised the security level of important personnel by more than one level, so we need to choose an appropriate plan and opportunity.”

“There’s no need for that,” said Fuheshen.

As long as he provides the other party's list and schedule, he can wipe them all out in less than half a day.

"If the assassination fails and your identity is exposed, you either have to tie yourself up and hand yourself over to Yotsumiya Hei, or you can choose to challenge the entire society." Gin took a deep breath, rubbed his temples, and continued to explain.

“My identity won’t be exposed, and challenging the entire society won’t be difficult.” Fuhe Shen’er put away his smile, glanced at Gin, and said indifferently, “Besides, I’m the one planning the mission now.”

"Hiss..." Gin took a deep breath, his blood pressure rising.

I should have known better than to come here with Jundu.

Without detailed planning, location, personnel arrangements, reconnaissance methods, and counter-espionage techniques, how can you assassinate a target with extremely strong security?

As for the other party saying their identity wouldn't be exposed, does that mean they'd kill all the witnesses?

Is he blindly confident in his abilities, or is he a mentally ill, lawless madman?

“You should trust me, Gin.” Fuheshchen looked at Gin’s attitude with an indifferent expression. “I’m on your side.”

Gin turned his head, his dark green pupils meeting his black pupils.

"I trust you enough," Gin said coldly, turning his gaze away.

Knowing that Fuhejin is a mentally unstable killer who could explode at any moment, the fact that he still had the courage to approach him shows the greatest trust.

“Very good, Vodka, drive and find Shigeto Yotsui.” “Voshchen took the phone with Shigeto Yotsui’s schedule on it and tossed it to Vodka.

Seeing that Fukuro Jinji looked determined, Gin rubbed his temples.

Forget it, I'll go with them this time. If the assassination fails, he still has a way to protect Jundu.

However, it will affect subsequent plans.

However, it also lets Jundu know the heavy price that comes with failing a mission.

"I'll rest for a bit. Call me when we get to our destination." Gin stopped talking, put the medicine back in his pocket, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes slightly.

Vodka glanced at Gin in the rearview mirror, nodded, and eased off the accelerator.

Since the eldest brother wants to rest, then he should keep quiet...

.........

The car slowly drove into a Kabukicho district.

As a well-known Japanese conglomerate, the Yotsubi Group wields considerable influence in both the legitimate and underworld circles.

The underworld, on the other hand, is under the control of Shigeto Yotsuji.

The mastermind behind this Kabukicho is none other than Shigeto Yotsui.

Intelligence indicates that the other party will come to Kabukicho on a Wednesday within a week.

"Brother, we've arrived." Vodka parked the Porsche 356A. "This road is the only way for Shigeto Yotsuji. We'll intercept him here."

"Ahem, get out of the car." Gin coughed twice.

“Brother, if you’re not feeling well, why don’t you take a nap in the car?” Vodka patted his chest. “Don’t worry, Cointreau and I are here.”

Fukushiro glanced at Gin and casually remarked, "If you can't handle it, then take a break."

Gin: "......."

He's worried because of you and Jundu.

"No need, I'm fine." Gin took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and strode forward.

"Okay..." Vodka said helplessly, and followed them up.

..........

On Shigeto Yotsuji's car...

"Boss, I feel that the incident involving Miss Yotsuji was likely the work of the men in top hats and black." The driver gripped the steering wheel and speculated about the tragedy that had occurred a few days ago.

"Don't mention Yotsuba Reika anymore," Yotsuba Shigeto said, leaning back in his chair and stopping the driver.

He didn't want to get too involved in the topic, and he also knew some of the legends about the Man in the Top Hat and Black.

If it really was the man in the top hat and black who did it, then he should thank him.

After all, I don't know what's wrong with my old man.

Not only does he dote on Yoshii Reika, but he also plans to hand over the Yoshii Group to Yoshii Reika and her future husband to manage.

Isn't this tantamount to giving the group away to someone else?

It was a good thing that Yotsubi Reika died.