Detective Conan: The Superpowered Beings of the Detective Conan World

After dinner, the Kudo couple left through the underground passage of the Dr.'s house without stopping or leaving any trace of their presence.

Meanwhile, in an underground base of Tokyo, the Black Organization's headquarters.

"Brother, according to intelligence, Kudo Yusaku has returned to Tokyo. However, his whereabouts are currently unknown, and the people monitoring the Kudo residence have not been able to locate him."

Vodka pushed up his sunglasses and spoke urgently to Gin.

"As expected, Kudo Yusaku is not so easy to deal with, otherwise he wouldn't have made Rum suffer twice."

Gin slowly exhaled a smoke ring, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

"Brother, should we intensify our search efforts?"

Vodka tentatively asked, momentarily unable to understand Gin's train of thought.

"No need. Just wait. That guy will soon realize that his son died at our hands and he'll show up on his own."

Gin stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, a cold smile playing on his lips.

……

Three days later, on the top floor of the Masuyama Building, in the chairman's office, an elderly man with gray hair leaned back on a soft sofa, quietly looking at the messages on his computer. His eyes were bright and piercing, and you could not tell that he was already 71 years old.

Kenzo Masuyama, chairman of Masuyama Motors, is a leading figure and renowned entrepreneur in the Tokyo Motors industry. Of course, he also has an even more important identity: a veteran of the Black Organization, a former confidant and trusted lieutenant of the Boss, codenamed Pisco.

"Knock knock knock!"

A steady knock on the door interrupted Kenzo Masuyama's work, but he showed no displeasure. Instead, he spoke in a slightly gentle tone:

"Come in."

As the door opened, a burly, blond middle-aged man dressed in black with a fierce face slowly walked in, bowed deeply to Masuyama Kenzo, and began to speak:

"teacher!"

"Ireland, I've said it many times, you can just walk in. We don't need to be so formal with each other."

Piscoe smiled more warmly at the younger generation and addressed Ireland in a friendly manner.

"Yes, sir, I will be more careful next time."

Ireland answered respectfully, but whether he actually listened was only known to himself.

"Alright, tell me what happened."

Pisco shook his head slightly, offering no further advice, and instead turned to ask.

"Sir, Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko Kudo are currently living in a villa in the suburbs, specifically near Beika-cho 5-chome."

Ireland spoke respectfully, then took out several photos from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"Oh? At the villa?"

Pisco picked up the photo and looked at it, then fell into deep thought.

"This place is quite secluded. I used my superpower 'Dark Tracker' to blend into the darkness and successfully approach. Besides them, there were four or five other people in the villa. My initial assessment is that they were people sent by the Bureau of Superpowers to protect them."

Ireland pointed to the figures in the photo and spoke in a somewhat serious tone.

"Are you sure it's really her? Yukiko Kudo is a superpowered 'actress' with a very strong ability to disguise herself."

Piske tapped the table lightly and asked in his usual tone.

"There's no mistake. I approached the villa and heard the voices inside. It was definitely Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko Kudo. Although Yukiko Kudo is good at disguise, according to intelligence, she is not good at voice changing."

Ireland spoke with certainty. He had already taken detailed notes about the Kudo couple before going out to investigate. Although Kudo Yukiko was good at disguise, she was not good at changing her voice.

"In that case, it must be the real Yusaku Kudo and his companion. After all, not everyone has the disguise and voice-changing abilities that Vermouth possesses."

Piske immediately understood, and then a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I'll apply to the Boss to launch an operation against Yusaku Kudo. Ireland, you'll be the on-site commander then!"

Pisco’s eyes gleamed with ambition as he spoke forcefully.

"Sir, according to the previous plan, Gin should be leading the team to deal with Kudo Yusaku this time. He..."

Ireland hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Don't worry, I'll put in a good word for you with the Boss and take control. As a veteran of the organization, I still have that much face. This time, I must curb Gin's arrogance."

Pisco interrupted Ireland abruptly, his tone making no attempt to hide his disgust for gin.

As a veteran of the Black Organization, Pisco held an extremely high position. Even those who joined later, even those with codenames, generally gave him some respect. However, Gin, considering himself Boss's confidant, showed no respect for this senior, which made Pisco very dissatisfied with Gin.

The organization's main forces are divided into three departments. Gin is in charge of the action group, leading various assassination members in their operations. Under his command are codenamed members such as Vodka, Cohen, Chianti, Tequila, and Kiel.

Rum is in charge of the intelligence group, with codenamed members such as Curaçao, Binga, Bourbon, and Scotland under his command. Pisco is in charge of the resources group, controlling the main corporate funds, and his only major codenamed member is Ireland. The remaining research group is directly managed by the Boss. Sherry is just a puppet without any power.

Because Rum is away from Tokyo most of the time, Sherry has no authority, so Gin and Pisco have conflicts from time to time. Gin thinks Pisco is not capable enough and should step down, while Pisco thinks Gin does not respect his senior. Therefore, this time, Pisco is preparing to fight for the leadership. As long as he kills Kudo Yusaku, the credit will be enough to suppress Gin and take the opportunity to pull some people out of the action group.

"This...is it, sir!"

Ireland opened his mouth, wanting to say something to Pisco, but in the end he kept quiet and respectfully withdrew.

After Ireland left, Piscoe made a phone call to Boss, almost as if signing a pledge, to gain control of the battle against Yusaku Kudo, and then dialed Gin's number.

"Gin, I will be in charge of this operation."

When the call connected, Pisco's cold tone came through the phone, showing no respect for Gin whatsoever.

"Oh? Why should I? Wasn't the plan to deal with Kudo Yusaku originally intended for me to carry out?"

A cold, murderous glint flashed across Gin's face, and his tone became increasingly impatient.

"This is the Boss's order. Do you intend to disobey the Boss's will?"

Pisco retorted directly, his tone tinged with disdain.

In the last operation, Gin was responsible for ambushing and killing Shinichi Kudo, but something unexpected happened. Although Shinichi Kudo was injected with drugs and died in the end, a mysterious light ability user appeared unexpectedly and almost saved Shinichi Kudo.

Because of this, the Boss was somewhat dissatisfied with Gin, so Pisco used this as a reason to ask the Boss for permission to take command of the mission. At least, that's what Pisco thought.

"Really? Then go ahead, I'll wait for your good news."

Gin snorted coldly, said nothing more, and hung up the phone.

"Hey, feed me?"

Pisco frowned instantly, staring at the phone that had been hung up on, his expression incredibly grim.

"Once I've taken down Yusaku Kudo, I'll definitely ask the Boss to remove you from your position."

Pixar, seething with anger, immediately began contacting the various members of the operation to prepare for an attack on Yusaku Kudo.

On the other end, after Gin hung up the phone, a mocking smile appeared on his lips:

"What an idiot!"

Gin slowly took out his phone, which contained a text message from the Boss: "[The information Pisco obtained may be a trap. Go investigate Yusaku Kudo's true location and take action. If you have the opportunity, take him out.]"

"That idiot Pisco, the information he got about Yusaku Kudo is clearly a trap, and you're just going to walk into it, Pisco."

As Gin spoke, he dialed a number:

"Vermouth, I need your help."