I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

"Why do you sing, crow?"

Because on that high mountain

There are seven lovely children

Wait for me to come home~

Awakening from her coma, Asagi pushed open the cabin door and followed the singing onto the deck.

Under a sky full of stars, a gentle young man with short brown-gray hair leaned against the edge of the terrace, humming the nursery rhyme "Seven Little Crows" and dozing off.

Across from the young man, a mature man in a black suit with black hair and blue eyes was standing at the bar, beckoning him to sit down.

Neither of them bore any resemblance to Mr. Elena. Asagi looked them over, thinking that perhaps that person had already left.

"Asou-kun, Kuromon-kun, let's get to know each other over here."

Upon receiving the summons, Kuromon Haruya leaped off the terrace and chose a seat that was neither too close nor too far from him: "Mr. Aso, congratulations on successfully completing your mission."

"That voice is...Mr. Elena!"

Even though she already knew that the other party had the ability to disguise himself, Asano Minami was still shocked by it.

Appearances can be faked, but habits and inner qualities cannot be concealed. If Elena is lively and vibrant, then the young man before them is calm and serene like still waters running deep.

A twitching left eyelid means good fortune, a twitching right eyelid means bad luck. When Kurokawa Kagemitsu heard the name Elena, he felt like his right eyelid was about to breakdance.

Yoya Kuromon gave him a kind smile.

"My real name is Kuromon Haruya. Like you, I'm a newly qualified member of the organization, skilled in firearms, hand-to-hand combat, disguise, and interrogation. By the way, this is the boss's representative, Mr. Kurokawa Kagemitsu."

Asano Minami glanced at the composed agent and replied, mimicking Kuromon Haruya's introduction.

"I am Asahi Narumi, you can just call me Narumi. I am skilled in medicine, martial arts, music theory, and some disguise skills. Please take care of me."

Kurokawa Kagemitsu nodded, very satisfied with the cooperation between the two sides, and officially began the new employee training.

"Considering that neither of you are industry insiders, I will first introduce you to the basic information about the organization. But before that, there is one thing you must always remember."

He paused briefly, then looked at Kurokawa Haruya with a warning in his eyes: "The organization exists only for that man, and his orders take precedence over everything, including your lives."

Receiving a warning look, Kuromon Haruya obediently lowered his head to prevent either of them from bursting into laughter.

Five years ago, when he was maintaining the organization, the welcoming message didn't seem to be like this.

However, their act of openly acknowledging the existence of their unethical factory is considered quite conscientious by the Black Party.

"Very good, it seems you have no objections, so let's talk about the organization."

It's pointless to investigate the organization's name; all you need to know is that we are usually referred to as the "Black Organization," "The Ravens," or "The Brewery."

The organization's activities include, but are not limited to, the medical, financial, political, and scientific research sectors, as well as assassination, commissioned work, extortion, and intelligence gathering. Its operations are primarily based in Japan, the United States, and Europe.

Asagi pursed her lips, about to ask something, when Kuromon Haruya grabbed her sleeve to stop her.

"It's alright, Kuromon-kun. I'm not the kind of person like Gin who would shoot someone just because a subordinate interrupts. Aso-kun, what would you like to ask?"

Kurokawa waved his hand casually, which only made people more curious about the Gin he was talking about.

Since Asagi was determined to self-immolate, he was naturally not afraid of the threat of death: "Is the organization involved in drug-related transactions?"

"No, the organization operates on two principles: first, never tolerate drug-related transactions; second, never easily set foot on Italian or Chinese territory. You don't need to know the reasons."

Asagi: "Then what is this Gin you're talking about?"

"This involves the internal structure. The organization's members are broadly divided into two departments: the intelligence department and the operations department. The members are ranked in ascending order as follows: peripheral members, formal members, internal members, codenamed members, and heads of various regions/departments."

Gin is the head of the Operations Department and the second-in-command at Tokyo headquarters. He's a capricious and ruthless killer, capable of drawing his gun and eliminating anyone, even me, the boss's proxy.

What Kurokawa Kagemitsu didn't say was that, based on the internal members category, all those below were consumables that could be consumed at will.

In recent years, in order to make it easier for undercover agents to work more efficiently, the organization has uniformly implemented a management approach of easy entry and strict promotion.

Unless you are recommended by a codename member or personally discovered by higher-ups, even someone like Shuichi Akai has to work honestly first.

While Asami was thinking, Kurokawa Kagemitsu turned his head and exchanged glances with Kuromon Haruya.

Kagemitsu Kurokawa: Is it confirmed that the stand-in is him? I feel like I can't fool those three higher-ups.

Kuromon Haruya: I'll make do with this for now.

Asagi Shinobu looked up, and in the light, he vaguely felt that in Mr. Kurokawa's eyes, there was a fatherly compassion.

Kurokawa Kagemitsu turned around, took out a measuring cup from the cabinet, poured a large glass of gin, a large glass of white rum, a single serving of lemon juice, and a suitable amount of coconut water into a shaker, and shook it vigorously.

Considering the latest information he had received, he couldn't help but offer a word of advice: "The best strategy when dealing with Gin is to remain calm and composed."

The job presentation was temporarily concluded. Amidst the sloshing sound of the liquor, Kuromon Haruya picked up the conversation: "By the way, Narumi, which department do you prefer to join?"

"If I had a choice, I'd choose the intelligence department. What about you, Mr. Kuromon?"

“I will go to the Operations Department.” Yoya Kuromon accepted the White Moonlight Cocktail made by Kagemitsu Kurokawa and replied with great certainty.

Asano thanked him, somewhat surprised by Kuromon Haruya's choice: "I thought you would be more suitable for the intelligence department."

Yoya Kuromon thought so too; the various abilities of this identity were a perfect fit for the intelligence department.

But... the thought of witnessing Bourbon and the others' publicly funded trip firsthand in the future made him afraid he might be tempted to cut costs like Gin did.

After that, the three of them exchanged some information about the organization until Asagi Masaru, unable to hold his liquor, went back to his room to rest.

Kuromon Haruya turned his head and blew a breath of alcohol onto the crow perched on his left shoulder.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

After a flurry of flapping wings, he was rewarded with a feather wash.

Kurokawa cautiously stared at the boss who was chuckling at the crow, and finally mustered up the courage to ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Boss, Gin has intercepted news of my return to the country. Why did you choose to operate behind Gin and Vermouth's back this time?"

"Because this is a farce I've been waiting for a long time."

Holding up the full moon with his raised wine glass, Kuromon Haruya hummed "Seven Little Crows" once more.

"I want to share this fun show with my lovely little crows; I'll keep the spoiler woes to myself. Or, would you like to see Rei Furuya instead?"

"Boss, it seems Gin has abandoned the speedboat and switched to an Osprey helicopter."

...

The serial murders on Tsukikage Island finally ended with the suicide of the perpetrator, Asano Minami.

Based on the testimonies, the police determined that Asagi Narumi alone could not have arranged the scenes of the two subsequent murders in such a short time. Considering that his secretary, Hirata, had disappeared after the incidents, the police classified him as an accomplice and issued a nationwide arrest warrant.

The next afternoon, Conan stood at the ferry crossing from Tokyo to Tsukikage Island, unable to come to his senses for a long time.