[Group Conan] The organization is called the Fifth Personality

【Task Detector: It has been detected that Task 4 has been completed, and rewards are being distributed... The distribution is successful. Congratulations on obtaining the "Top Gun Mastery" template. You can choose the object to use.

Gravekeeper (Gravekeeper): This is good, this is good. In the future, we will also have our own gun master.

I Love Invention (Mechanic): But who should use this?

Prophet (Priest): Tell us the reasons for wanting this skill and those who don't want it, and then we will vote to decide who will use it.

Rice Flower Worker (Jack): I agree. I will go first. I really want this skill. I can quit my job at any time. As long as there is a task, I can basically go on the stage quickly. With my stealth skill, I am simply a good shooter.

Dog-headed Detective (Cowboy): I have plenty of time and often don't encounter any cases. If I am proficient in guns... Don't you think cowboys are quite suitable for guns? That's so handsome.

Novel Creator (Novelist): I already have fighting skills, so I won't be greedy and compete with you. Next one.

I love invention (mechanic): I just drive robots for fun, no need for gun proficiency.

Gravekeeper (gravekeeper): I have to guard the grave. Recently, the superiors sent someone to take time to see if I guard the grave well. I guess I can't do the tasks most of the time, so I don't need it.

Senior pianist (composer): I'm still abroad, forget it.

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Most of the people in the class chose not to have this skill, which made the priest a little relieved. Everyone is thinking about it seriously. If it's like before, I guess everyone in the class will scramble for this skill.

Finally, the voting results showed that Jack successfully obtained this skill. Within a minute, the template was successfully applied.

At the villa, the cowboy and Jack met, and they greeted each other:

"Jack, what a coincidence, congratulations." The cowboy's congratulations were sincere, without any haze.

"Thank you. Didn't you go somewhere else? Why are you back?" Jack remembered that Cowboy said in the group two weeks ago that he had bad luck and never encountered any cases, so he wanted to try his luck in the next town.

"Oh, don't mention it. In Beihua Town, I can at least rely on looking for small animals to investigate extramarital affairs. I can't encounter anything here, let alone murders. It feels like the whole world has become law-abiding. Look, it's been too long since I opened the business, so I'm back." Cowboy was helpless, but the fact was that.

"Since you are back, pay more attention to Conan's whereabouts in the future, and meet him more often. Maybe you can get a case." Jack suggested seriously.

Cowboy said that this is what he thinks now. Then the two of them carried Cohen and the unknown black man, opened the secret door to the basement, and then walked through the slightly long corridor, passing Cook and Chianti's cells. Arrived at the empty cell and locked them up separately.

"Cohen?! You caught him too!" Chianti couldn't read the book anymore. He leaned on the iron railing and wanted to stick his head out to see.

"Is the organization going to be finished..." Cook murmured pessimistically. He felt that the strength of the fifth personality was stronger than they expected. Thinking of those strange puppets, he suddenly felt that the world had become magical. The puppets that looked like real people could not be achieved at all with current technology.

'Cook, what are you thinking about? They only caught a few of us. In addition to us, there are still many people in the organization. It is not so easy to compete with the organization. 'Cook comforted himself in his heart, 'But why haven't I seen Boss? Wasn't he the first one to be tied up? Could it be that he is really an undercover! '

Thinking of this, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He grew up in the organization and had a high sense of belonging to the organization. Even if the organization did not trust him in the future, he was not afraid of death. So he didn't want to believe that his trusted partner would really be an undercover.

He would rather believe that Boss died because he didn't want to bow to the Fifth Personality.

Chianti didn't think so much about him. Her values ​​had changed a little bit recently. Although not much, she was not as irritable as before, but her heart was still with the organization.

Seeing another member of the organization being arrested, she was shocked by the speed of the Fifth Personality and was more confused about the future.

After placing the two new prisoners, Cowboy and Jack observed the two old prisoners for a while, staring at them a little uncomfortable:

"It seems that they are still very well behaved now, they are all quiet and don't escape from prison." Cowboy sighed. He originally thought that Chianti and Cook would make a big fuss after seeing them come in.

Jack almost laughed out loud when he thought of something: "They also made a fuss at the beginning, but now they are honest. They should have seen the reality clearly."

Back to the groundJack lit a cigarette:

"Alas, I suddenly feel that the future is long and arduous. The Black Organization has occupied several countries. Although Japan is the headquarters, if we only eliminate the Japanese, the remaining members may revive."

Cowboy patted his shoulder:

"It's okay. As long as we catch their people and lock them up as soon as we have the chance, the organization will have fewer and fewer useful talents in Japan. At this time, they will either recruit and promote people who are still useful, or transfer people back from abroad... In short, the organization will be exhausted by us sooner or later."

"We don't have to be too anxious, just treat it as a holographic game. We are players with golden fingers."

"You're right." Jack put out the cigarette and said goodbye to Cowboy.

In an underground research institute of the Black Organization,

Researchers began to disassemble the robots in front of them. However, as if some program was triggered, the robots instantly broke into parts and then exploded with crackling sounds. The movement was not very loud, but the key parts were blown clean.

"What should we do?" A researcher's hands trembled a little, as if explaining that it was not his doing.

"I don't know." Another research member had long since become indifferent to life and death, with a calm expression.

"Report it truthfully." The third member suggested.

So Gin received the news that their research had failed, not long after he brought the robot to the institute, and had not even left the base.

Kacha - the screen of the mobile phone was crushed, Gin was very angry, and the last time he was so angry was the last time.

"Brother, I will definitely be more vigilant in the future, and there will not be a next time for such a mistake." Vodka lay on the hospital bed, feeling scared: if the opponent aimed at his head or heart this time, he would be dead.

"Fifth Personality, haha, you can't escape." From the moment he saw the puppets and robots appear, Gin knew that the people wearing strange patterned masks were in the fifth personality. He was already thinking about how to make them pay a heavy price next time. There would not be a next time for these two mistakes.

Report the mission truthfully, and the organization boss, as expected, asked Gin to go into the interrogation room again.

Three missions failed in a week, even Gin himself failed. Not only did they lose 3 billion yen, but they also lost one more sniper.

So far, four code members are missing, and Top Killer failed two missions. The boss of the Black Organization has finally begun to pay attention to the Fifth Personality. He issued an order that if the Fifth Personality is encountered again, he will be captured for interrogation or strangled at all costs within a certain range.

In addition, it is time to consider transferring two code members from abroad to Japan. Peripheral members who have performed well and have been in the organization for a long time can also be considered for code names.

At the Poirot Cafe, Conan and Toru Amuro made an appointment to chat in the evening.

"… This is what happened. The two guys in masks took one of the men in black away. I still remember a common pattern on their masks, but I haven't guessed what it means yet." Conan showed the pattern he drew to Toru Amuro, and Toru Amuro recognized it at a glance.

"They are the Fifth Personality. This is their fifth appearance... All five appearances are related to the Black Organization. Their goal may be the Black Organization." Amuro Toru revealed the general situation, but the details were still reserved. "At present, Boss, Chianti, Cook and Cohen have all been taken away by them. The organization has clearly stated that they are enemies."

Conan frowned, and then looked up the Fifth Personality on his phone. What does it mean? However, even after reading it, he is not sure why they call the organization by this name.

"Mr. Amuro, have you seen the fifth personality?"

"No." Amuro Toru shook his head, "I just hope they are not on the evil side, otherwise it will be even more troublesome. The current situation is a little unclear."

"Since they are against the Black Organization, does that mean they are the good side? And in the month since they appeared, we have never found that they have done anything bad, right?"

"Things may not be as simple as you think... Forget it, anyway, the current situation is not bad, and you don't have to worry so much." Amuro Toru rubbed Conan's head, "That's it, I'll go back first."

"Wait! Mr. Amuro, can you help me keep an eye out for someone named Yanagi in the organization? She is a biological researcher, and I suspect her disappearance is related to the organization." Conan has not forgotten that Kitagawa Anshu once asked him to help find a friend. Now more than half a month has passed, and there is no news from Kitagawa Anshu, so he thought about trying to let Mr. Amuro pay attention.

Amuro Toru stopped and noddedHe responded: "I will pay attention to it. Can you tell me why you think she is related to the organization?"

Conan did not hesitate and told him about the investigation that Kitagawa Anshu asked him to help with. The key point was the result of the investigation.

"Then, I am curious about one thing. Why did he ask you to help investigate? Aren't you an elementary school student? As a detective, even if he needs help, he would..." Before Toru Amuro finished speaking, Conan interrupted him:

"Mr. Amuro, don't worry about these details."

Toru Amuro stared at him for a while, and made Conan sweat before he said: "Okay, I won't think about these issues for the time being, but if there is a chance, I would like to meet him in person again."

After that, he said goodbye again and left.