[Group Conan] The organization is called the Fifth Personality

Eiji Matsuda: I accidentally ruined my disguise, what should I do?

The mercenary guessed that it was probably Toru Amuro who ruined Matsuda's disguise. After all, why would Matsuda bother with disguises? He didn't seem like someone who would accidentally hurt his face.

Fortunately, the hole made by the priest can still exist today, so just let the little girl come and change her appearance.

Mercenary: Let's go to the public toilet on the 6th floor later.

It's safer to change your appearance in the toilet cubicle. Thinking of this, the mercenary suddenly realized that the little girl and Matsuda were of different genders. He couldn't let the little girl cosplay as a little boy to go to the men's toilet. No, what if she saw something she shouldn't see? He couldn't cheat his classmates like this.

He quickly thought of a more hidden and deserted place.

Mercenary: Change to another place. Wait at the bottom of the stairs on the 1st floor. Someone will come to help you change your appearance soon.

Eiji Matsuda breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the message sent by the mercenary.

"I'll go first." After saying that, he stood at the door and looked outside through the peephole to confirm that no one was there, so he quickly opened the door, went out, and closed the door in one go.

Amuro Toru decided to tell Hiro that Matsuda was still alive immediately.

Matsuda did not take the elevator, but took the stairs. He frowned and thought about what had just happened. He unconsciously behaved and answered like that in front of Amuro Toru. They should have been very good friends.

But...

Why do I feel awkward and uncomfortable when I see him smile? Is this what good friends are like?

Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, he is not a real criminal.

Matsuda waited at the place the mercenary said. Not only was there no one here, but it was also a little dark.

After a while, a little girl carrying something walked in.

Matsuda Eiji thought she was curious and came to play, so he asked her to leave. The little girl said directly:

"I'm here to help you disguise yourself."

Matsuda Eiji's expression collapsed. Identity V actually trained such a young child? ! It seems that his understanding of the Fifth Personality is just the tip of the iceberg.

What kind of dregs are hidden under the skin of the Fifth Personality's attack on the Black Organization?

Is his amnesia in the next three years related to this? The Fifth Personality could not have studied some psychiatric drugs and then used peripheral members of the organization for experiments, such as himself. After all, he didn't think he looked like he had a mental illness.

The man who gave him spiritual counseling was probably also a member of the Fifth Personality. Anyway, he had lost his memory, so they could say whatever they wanted.

Even if he couldn't remember those memories in the end, he had to figure out this organization.

"You look like I was forced, right? Don't think so. The Fifth Personality is very good to me, and I am very willing to stay in it." The little girl felt that he had imagined something bad.

Hearing this, Eiji Matsuda reaffirmed his guess, and at the same time imagined that the Fifth Personality might also promote brainwashing to members like a cult, making members willingly feel that they are loyal to the organization and love the organization.

If the little girl knew the specific content of Matsuda's imagination, she would definitely want to go back to the past and severely spur the mechanic who threatened to learn to disguise, and let her disguise Matsuda, instead of letting her fish for three days and dry the net for two days. After almost two months, she has not learned anything decent, so she can only do it herself.

"Okay, you squat first, otherwise it will be difficult for me to disguise myself." The little girl put all the materials neatly aside.

Matsuda Eiji suppressed his imagination and sat directly on the ground.

It didn't take much time, about ten minutes, and this disguise mask that can last for nearly three months was slapped on Matsuda Eiji's face.

After returning, it's almost time to change Sawada You's disguise, and Morifu Yusuke's will wait another month. The little girl packed up and left while thinking.

Matsuda Eiji touched his face and felt the same as before. It was really a superb disguise technique. I wanted to learn it.

In the priest's room on the 6th floor, the priest sat on the sofa, diving in the brain channel, watching the classmates discuss what to give sake tomorrow.

【Man with codename Electric Eel (Prisoner): Or maybe we can choose a bomb, maybe we can take away a high-ranking member of the organization.

Unscientific Mermaid (Fisherwoman): Others are high-ranking members of the Black Organization, so they must be very cautious. They will most likely let a cannon fodder open it first to confirm. It’s boring to place a bomb. I think it’s better to place a picture of a clown and write a few provocative words, such as ‘I’ll take the money, but I won’t give you the things. What can a small Black Organization do to us?’

Novel Creator (Novelist): In fact, I would rather place a bottle of fake special brainwashing auxiliary agent to make them waste time and money on research.

Bounty Hunter (Mercenary): But then the Black Organization will find out very late. I think they should break up with the psychotropic drug research organization as soon as possible, and it’s best to fight directly.

Blind Teacher (Blind Woman)): Yes, if it was just the Psychotropic Research Organization that hated the Black Organization unilaterally, they might consider the possibility that they could not afford to offend them, and thus choose to swallow their anger. However, the Black Organization is different. They don't seem to suffer losses. If they find that they are being "tricked", they will definitely retaliate. Once they retaliate, the Psychotropic Research Organization will definitely fight back, and the two sides will fight.

Big tycoon (philanthropist): Moreover, if the Black Organization did not find out at the beginning that the things were not what they wanted, and contacted the Psychotropic Research Organization for a deal, they might find out that there was a "middleman".

Novel creator (novelist): That makes sense. Then why not place bombs and provocative letters? As soon as they open them, a letter will pop out, and then the box containing the things will explode with a bang.

Pandora Thief (Magician): Put a few more types of bombs. Aren't they sold in the system mall? What kind of inductive micro tear gas bombs, smoke bombs, chili powder bombs, pepper powder bombs... are all micro-inductive, so suitable.

Unscientific Mermaid (Fisherwoman): I agree very much! This is exactly what I want.

Antique Collector (Antique Dealer): I suggest that the clown portrait be replaced with a portrait of the Black Organization being stepped on, otherwise the real clown will be sad.

Bounty Hunter (Mercenary): This is pretty good, how about we just decide?

Novel Creator (Novelist): I agree.

Teitan Elementary School Student (Little Girl): I agree.

Unscientific Mermaid (Fisherwoman): I agree.

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Man Codename Electric Eel (Prisoner): Break the formation! I agree.

Bounty Hunter (Mercenary): Fork out!

Prophet (Priest): That's it, mercenary, can you prepare these?

Bounty Hunter (Mercenary): Emmm, it should be no problem, leave it to me! 】

In the mercenary's room, the mercenary jumped off the bed, found a pen and paper and started drawing.

The Black Organization is anthropomorphic. Then draw the person in the shape of a wine bottle, bury half of the body in the soil, draw a foot on his head, and write a few words in the narration...

Ten minutes later, the mercenary looked at the finished product and gave himself a thumbs up with satisfaction. It was a great painting.

On the 4th floor, Jack was in the kitchen and wanted to cry. Who knew that being too versatile would be so bad? After finishing a job, he was assigned to the next position to continue working. He didn't have much time to chat with his classmates, let alone participate in the mission.

"Yamabe Ichiro, you are worthy of being my most valued employee. You are so versatile. How can there be such a perfect man like you in the world? No matter what you do, you can... (omit n compliments) So there are a few rooms on the 7th floor that need you to clean. Please."

Jack was flattered by the compliments. He nodded without thinking: "Okay, leave it to me."

It was not until he took the cleaning tools upstairs that he realized that he had to work again.

Jack: The city is full of tricks. I want to go back to the countryside! ! !

The next morning, the mercenary went in and took a seat as soon as the theater opened, and then waited and waited, eagerly waiting for Sake to come.

Near nine o'clock, a thin man with a black suitcase walked beside him. The mercenary felt that he was not like the image of Sake in his mind, so he looked away.

But the man stopped when he walked beside him: "I'm here to get something."

Sake was not sure whether the man sitting in this position was the trading partner, so he asked tentatively.

The mercenary was shocked: This doesn't look like a strong martial artist! No, I can't judge people by appearance.

"Do you like to drink sake?"

"Yes."

Both parties confirmed each other's identity, so the mercenary took out a box from under the seat and handed it to Sake, and Sake gave the black suitcase to the mercenary.

"Since the things have been delivered, I'll leave first."

The mercenary left calmly with the box, and Sake didn't find any problems at all, and was thinking about giving the detective on the Internet a good review later.

After making sure he was out of Qingjiu's sight, the mercenary quickened his pace. He had to go back to Qianqian and act crazy quickly, because he was very excited when he did a prank, just like lying to a friend would make people laugh. He had to find a place where no one was around to vent, otherwise he would laugh inexplicably when he thought about it until he confirmed that the Black Organization had opened the box.

In the room of the two Black Organization members who were slacking off, they looked sad. This mission failed, which meant that they could not share the mission bonus. If they didn't want to eat dirt later, they would not be able to enjoy the cruise ship these days.

In order to save money, the two sat in the room in a daze, occasionally playing games and playing poker.

"Duoduo--" There was a regular knock on the door, and the two looked at each other:

Do you know who it is?I don't know.

The two of them stood up at the same time to open the door. Standing outside the door was a familiar yet unfamiliar man. Familiar because he had opened this door once when they were playing poker two days ago, and unfamiliar because they didn't know each other. The man's temperament at this time gave people the feeling of a big boss.

He was Youfeng. Because he didn't find Mochizuki, he decided to come to this place again. He thought that maybe he just came at a bad time last time, and the Black Organization had already prepared the reward for them.

Seeing the two people in the room dressed neatly, he felt a little better:

"Where is the thing that the organization promised to give us?"

The two members of the organization looked at each other: "What? We don't know."

Although they wanted to ask who he was, they had been in the Black Party for so many years after all, and they still had the ability to recognize people. They were afraid of offending him so they didn't ask.

"Playing dumb, right?!" Youfeng was so angry that he laughed. The two guys were not confused about his arrival, which meant that they knew what he was here for, but now they had this attitude. The Black Organization might be determined to pit their organization this time.

Youfeng walked in directly, closed the door, and then beat up the two members of the organization.