I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 572 The Black Organization's Counterattack

“It seems that Dongchen Society is about to make a big move. I think it’s time to take action against them.”

"It is Death God," the voice said in a low, deep voice.

His words puzzled Ireland, who was standing next to him. Why take action against Dongchen at this time?
Shouldn't we make some more preparations?
Ireland has contacted rum, and rum has given a clear answer.

The matter of Dongchen Society's plot against the Black Organization, which directly led to Curaçao's disappearance in the explosion, must be investigated and dealt with.

When Vermouth learned that Ireland had decided to take over the matter and pin the blame on the Dongchen Society, she also gave them a push.

The reason is simple: since she's not the one to take the blame, let her do whatever she wants.

Moreover, the fact that the Dongchen Society has survived until now despite being defeated by Batman suggests that they likely have made some kind of agreement with him.

If you die, you will die.

Tokyo has no shortage of criminals and gangsters; they're just like NPCs that are refreshed every day.

At worst, if one dies, we can just revive another, right? Maybe the next one will be even better?

Therefore, that person granted authority over this matter and, unusually, reached an agreement with rum.

Ireland has secured the support of two leaders and is planning and mobilizing resources.

Now, the God of Death is unusually demanding that he take action directly at this time, which must be suspicious. Therefore, Ireland is still hesitating.

It was as if they could sense Ireland's hesitation.

Death God shook his head and said calmly.

"According to the information sent back by the undercover agents I placed within the Dongchen Society."

"The next big move by the Dongchen Society is very likely to be to detonate Tokyo. It is expected that time bombs will be planted in hundreds of locations, turning the entire city of Tokyo into a sea of ​​fire in one fell swoop."

"Of course, there's definitely an exaggeration involved. After all, hundreds of bombs, unless they were all liquid bombs from the Pramia, it would be impossible to achieve that."

"But we still need to take action on this, for no other reason than that if the Dongchen Society is going to bomb, it will definitely bomb those famous and prosperous places."

At this point, Death God paused for a moment.

He looked at Ireland, who was still in a daze, and felt a bit speechless. After a while, he said in a low voice.

“We also have business in prosperous areas.”

"If we don't take action soon, the Dongchen Society will blow up our business. Didn't you say you wanted to expand the organization's influence in Tokyo?"

"If funding is calculated separately in each region, where will our funds come from if our business is destroyed?"

"Are we supposed to ask Rum or that big shot for funding? Do you think they'll approve it for you?"

—Holy crap, I almost forgot! We have businesses in Tokyo too!
At this point, Ireland's face darkened.

Not buddy.

Are these people from the Dongchen Society crazy? They're just bored and have nothing better to do than plant bombs all over Tokyo. What are they trying to do?
Do you really think the iron fist of Tokyo can't kill this yakuza organization?

Ireland quickly offered its plan.

"We must deal with the Dongchen Society first."

"Even if we can't deal with the Dongchen Society, we should at least severely damage it so that they won't have the energy to cause any more trouble."

"This thing is practically a second Steel Society. In fact, while the Steel Society only bombed the Suzuki Group, this thing just attacked indiscriminately!"

It is clear that Ireland has made up its mind.

Death God nodded slightly.

In reality, the Dongchen Society's plan wasn't that threatening to the Black Organization. After all, the explosives expert's target for revenge was actually the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

In such cases, demolition experts might prefer to target areas with large crowds, such as Shinkansen lines, schools, and subway stations, rather than commercial streets.

Based on the actions of the explosives experts seven years ago and three years ago, they seem to prefer playing a deadly game with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Since it's a death game, there must be winners and losers to make it a death game.

The time bomb is the core of this game. If the bomb is placed in a place that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department could never find, then the game cannot be completed.

He simply didn't want to see ordinary citizens of Tokyo suffer too much as a result.

To be frank, Death God is definitely not a good person, and he himself doesn't think he is a good person.

But he still tried his best to choose some scoundrels as his targets.

For example, there's Kiichiro Numabuchi, who once escaped from the training camp and killed many innocent civilians, or Takeo Miura, the head of the Steel Society.

He could never become a good person like the first Death God who would sacrifice himself to save others, but he could do as many good deeds as possible without harming his own interests.

"Now that the goal has been set, let's start discussing the plan."

"It's about time to contact those peripheral members and get them to contribute as well."

"By the way, has that peripheral member who went missing last time still not been found?"

Ireland rubbed his temples and asked this question.

Upon hearing this, Death God pondered for a moment, and then remembered who the peripheral member Ireland had mentioned was.

—That was the peripheral member who was absent from the operation on the afternoon of the day when both rye whiskey and bourbon whiskey died.

Kusuda Rikudo.

Death God originally thought that this guy was refusing to carry out orders, or simply running away.

However, after investigating, he discovered that the person seemed to have simply disappeared.

Like some unfortunate codenamed member, he was probably mistaken for a stray dog ​​by the citizens of Beika Town and killed with a grotesque, ghostly gesture.

So, Death God answered directly.

"Ireland, the outpost member is missing. He was probably killed by ordinary citizens of Beika Town, just like Tequila."

—Is it really that violent?
Ireland thought about the fate of tequila.

How could a perfectly healthy person be blown to pieces?

It's heartbreaking that they couldn't even piece together a complete corpse. Even a well-trained codename member like Tequila could suddenly die at the hands of a random citizen in Beika Town, let alone ordinary peripheral members.

It's really not worth mentioning.

Ireland didn't dwell on the issue too much; he simply took out a map of Beika and pondered where the so-called demolition experts might plant bombs.

The Death God beside him fell silent for a moment, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes, the only part of his face that was almost completely hidden under bandages.

"Aren't we called Kiel?"

"After all, she's currently the second-in-command of the organization in the Tokyo area?"

Ireland:?

What? Kiel is still alive?

I thought she had died somewhere, and how did she become the second-in-command?!
(End of this chapter)