"So, he's really a guy in the organization, and he's got a code name." After listening to Belmode's narration on the phone, Tang Ze said knowingly.

Although Donzer knew what Ireland looked like and knew where their grievances were, Kummel shouldn't have known.

In terms of role-playing, Tang Ze has always been very craftsman.

"Your brain is spinning very fast." Fiddling with the flowers in the vase, she teased with a smile on her lips.

"If he didn't have a code name, even if he had a relationship with the organization, I don't think you would have made this call." Explaining his own logic, Tang Ze changed his words and lowered his tone a little, "The people in the organization who have a grudge against me, well, let me think about it......"

Belmode smiled as he listened to his calm, gentle, lifeless voice: "Are you so sure?" Maybe it's just a member of an organization that I have a stake in? ”

"Will you have one?" Tang Ze asked rhetorically, "And stupid to follow me?" ”

Belmode laughed twice and replied with silence.

Indeed, the biggest intersection of interests between Belmode and Kumel at this stage is Kudo Shinichi and Maoliran, and these are all secrets that cannot be known to the rest of the organization, and Belmode will not easily turn to the power of the organization.

And if it weren't for the code name member, Belmode would not have hesitated to make this call, because it could also be seen as she thought that Ireland could not get a favor from Kummel and asked for a favor for him.

Of course, this is not a big problem, but it can also be regarded as a small favor, for an ordinary grassroots member, if he dies, he will die, where is it worth her trouble.

"He'll regret messing with you." With this sentence as an end, Belmode pulled out the most delicate moon in front of him and hung up the phone.

Belmode narrowed his eyes as he watched the dewdrops in his hands refract subtle colors in the light.

It won't take long for Kumel to find out the real situation in Ireland, Bourbon's intelligence network is not built, and he has not directly confronted it in a completely hostile state when they meet, but he has not been able to match Ireland's face with his code name.

With that in mind, she quickly edited an email, sent it to a mailbox, then picked up scissors and cut off a branch of flowers.

Scheduling so many things might have temporarily disrupted Ireland's plans, and the sudden mission might have caused him to miss the opportunity to spot Bourbon's weaknesses before he got on the rise.

But like this flower, pruned, is to make it at least survive.

Unlike Gin, when Kummel is determined to kill or destroy someone, as long as the other party finds traces and finds a flaw, no matter what means are used, it is impossible to dodge his hidden arrow.

She picked up the picture on the table, glanced at the fat man who was almost drowning in the black substance, smiled and picked up the scissors, and cut them into thin pieces.

Regardless of whether there are still doubts about Kumel on the part of the organization, she can already confirm it.

- Kummel, the unrivaled killer with that power.

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"So the reason why you insist that you want to attack this producer is to make people associate this death with Kumail."

"'Humanization'." Tang Ze raised a finger, corrected the other party's statement, and gave a professional definition, "Although the shadows of those palaces and subways can be simply and rudely regarded as the epitome of a person's current mental state, or even as a soul, in form, it is still a person's cognitive existence, that is, desire itself." ”

"So, the shadow that kills a man, as if, kills all of a man's desires?" Asai Narumi, who has already used this power to complete revenge, is thoughtful.

That's pretty much what it means. Complex emotions and high needs are desires, and eating and drinking, and even maintaining the basis of breathing, are also desires. Eliminate these things, even if the person is not dead, it is no different from death. Tang Ze explained lightly.

"Like brain death?" Knowing what he meant, Asai raised an eyebrow.

"It has a similar meaning, so it's quite reasonable to name it Waste." Karasawa threw out the original premise of the game, and then explained seriously, "Like you, the ability to directly kill the other party in reality, and like Kyosuke Kado, who was not killed, but has lost the ability to communicate normally - dehumanization and mental disorder, are the two abilities I designed for Akechi Goro." ”

Using the principle of device and sound and light, supplemented by various negative effects in the real world that have been partially weakened, and the real killer mask of Asai Narumi to cooperate with the side, although Tang Ze does not have a special mask like Loki, he can already achieve a similar effect.

So he didn't hesitate to start the association, ready to implement this character in an orderly manner.

"The point of doing this is to confuse that organization?" Asai Narumi guessed, "Properly exposing some special abilities can indeed obtain enough information." ”

"Well, according to the information given by Shiho, the code name of the organization will only be given to two types of people. The first category is members with good business performance, excellent personal ability, or strength such as channels and influence. For them, a code name is an honor, and with a code name comes some of the authority to share power. ”

At present, the vast majority of the organization's code name members are hung up in this way - undercover agents from external forces are also hung up in this way.

The code names of these people may also have their own naming rules when they are issued, so that there will be a spectacular scene of whiskey being loyal or not, if it is not for Ireland, which is the only seedling, and even all fake wine.

"The other type of people is related to the real purpose of the organization, that is, the two lines of drug development and cognitive science. Shiho, who got the code name when he was a teenager, showed me special abilities, Curaçao, who was obviously also regarded as a special individual, and ......" Karasawa narrowed his eyes and said subtly, "Gin and Belmode." ”

Just to discuss the world he is in now, he has always liked riddlers and symbolic organizations, and here it is obvious that the attributes have exploded, and with the blessing of cognitive hexology, he has completely begun to tell allegories.

Since the drug named after the silver bullet represents the most sincere ambition of the organization, the several liquors that can be used to make this cocktail must be full of symbolic significance.

Gin, rye whiskey that can be used in recipes to replace gin, and Kumel.

In other words, when he was given this name, he had already been assigned to the special side.

"I took the initiative to show something special, which not only met the expectations of the organization, but also slowly came into contact with the current cognitive research of the organization, killing two birds with one stone. Occupy the right to interpret first, and you won't be too passive" Tang Ze shrugged.

"That's about the ...... of the organization's website," Asai Narumi nodded abruptly, who heard a little meaning.

"Yes, as long as they want to develop their influence further, when the time comes, there will always be a time when they will find me." Tang Ze was determined.

Abolition is really a very deterrent way to die, and the death is too amazing.

It's as if the Monster Thieves are very effective in using this trick to torture.,Once the organization confirms that Akechi Goro also has this ability.,It's bound that the plot will drift in the direction of the original work.,It's not surprising that it's really developed to the extent that the superpowered high school student killer and the Monster Thieves of the Heart are confronted.。

Maybe I can really play a wave of my own number theft, and then go to Erwuzai and my own drama, it's fun to think about.

Asai Narumi shook his head slightly, frowning slightly, obviously not as optimistic as Tang Ze.

"If you want to directly compete with their site, you also know Tang Ze, although our technical ability is far superior to theirs, we are not without disadvantages." Asai Narumi lowered his eyes, and the shadow of his eyelashes covered a little of his pupils, "It's hard to maintain an image that is too righteous and glorious, no matter how much the public likes justice as a result, our methods are lynching, and it is impossible to respond to everyone's expectations." It's dangerous. ”

"I never felt like we could respond to everyone's expectations."

Tang Ze did not deny his opinion, and his eyebrows were very calm.

Regarding human nature and people's hearts, he is accustomed to seeing the hot and cold world, and he is not so naïve and hot-blooded.

"So, I don't need a very righteous and radiant image. I just need to let everyone know that our power is superior to theirs, like a sword hanging over our heads forever. We are not here to be gods, and we are only responsible for judgment...... It's here. ”

He stopped, looked up at the art gallery in front of him.

Narumi Asai tightened the shawl on his body and looked at the huge banner hanging from the roof of the building in front of him.

"Rhythm in the Circle - Exhibition of Works by Emperor Moriya".

"I'm willing to bet that the one who asked for the slogan to be made vertical must be Teiji Moriya himself." Tang Ze pointed to the vertical banner, "After all, it's asymmetrical when it comes horizontally." ”

"I kind of like his architecture." Asai Narumi also raised his head, looking at the banner, and sighed, "I didn't expect that his paranoia about his art has developed to this point." ”

"No, it's closer to pathological OCD than paranoia." Tang Ze complained ruthlessly, "I've heard of some psychopathic serial murderers, because they suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, which leads to the fact that once triggered, they can't control the urge to kill, but it's still difficult to say about his symptoms." ”

“…… You can go in for a while, but don't talk like that. The corners of Asai Narumi's mouth twitched, "Your purpose is to get in touch with Teiji Moriya as much as possible, but you're not here to light a cannon for him." ”

Regarding the obsession with symmetry, in order to implement his own aesthetics and ideas, Teiji Moriya has already developed to this stage, and it is difficult to say what consequences will be caused by his aesthetic as mental illness.

"That's hard to say." Tang Ze looked at the introduction sign in front of the exhibition hall and raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

The purpose of their trip is not only to catch Teiji Moriya, a guy who is not lightly ill, and cut a wave of fat well, but also to use Teiji Moriya as a springboard to make the monster thief group more high-profile and expand their influence.

Therefore, if the scene is too small, it is not too appropriate to let everything stop before the explosion, not to mention the neuropathy of Teiji Moriya, who has a clear brain circuit, what is the situation in the palace, they have to contact it again and investigate it.

"The location is Seishitama City, that's already certain, right?" Asai Narumi glanced at his color-blocked coat and confirmed before taking a step.

"Yes, our goal is to find out what his temple is, and ...... Check how long he has to get sick. ”

So, when Teiji Moriya finished his work, he was led by the organizer's staff to his exhibition and was about to give an introduction and speech, and as soon as he approached the booth, he heard a sharp comment.

"I think the style of Mr. Teiji Moriya's current works is indeed not as good as in the past."

It was precisely because the more he looked at his black history, the more unpleasant it became, the more malicious Teiji Moriya was awakened by this sentence, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the people leading the way in front of him, and his sharp eyes stabbed in the direction where the voice came.

At a glance, he saw a sight that made his eyes hurt.

Standing in front of the delicate model is a guy in a black and white color-blocked coat.

This is simply a person who has carried out the disgust of Teiji Moriya to the extreme, not only is the clothes on his body completely asymmetrical color-block design, but the pants on this person's body, the two trouser legs are not the same length, even if they are hung around the neck, they are decorated like a scarf and a shawl, all of which are excessively caused by extremely strong contrasting color gradients.

The most exaggerated thing is that this guy also dyed a yin and yang hair that is the opposite color of the clothes, and the length of the two sides is still different!

Teiji Moriya's fist became hard in an instant.

Shit, in order to express his aesthetics, in order to implement his own concept, he did not hesitate to change his name, is there anyone who does not understand his philosophy? Dressed like this and running to the exhibition of his works, is it a direct provocation with a jumping face, right?!

He should have made it clear to the organizers that bastards dressed asymmetrically were not allowed to enter the door!

"This is the original concept of the architectural plan of Seishitama City, and I think it is a good reference for an urban design scheme that is both functional and aesthetically pleasing."

Under such a strong contrast of prickly heads, the blue-haired young man standing opposite him spoke much better, which made Teiji Moriya's brows stretch a lot at once.

He looked at it with gentle eyes.

The white shirt that was washed white and uncomfortable to look at, the jeans that had also faded and faded, and the faint traces of paint under his sleeves, the image of a poor student painter stood there vividly.

At first glance, he is a promising young man...... Well, although the bangs are not too symmetrical.

However, in the next second, the young man also spoke, and said an earth-shattering comment.

"I partially agree with you, Mr. Aso, though. You're right, as an artist, we can pursue a personal aesthetic, pursue a lot of spiritual resonance and emotional expression, but as a designer...... If you insist too much on personal aesthetics, isn't that an airplane draft? ”

Teiji Moriya's eyes widened for a moment.

A little bit of card, a transition inside, M1 to force

(End of chapter)