Slacker Assassin's Multiverse Daily

After roughly understanding the situation, Jiang Hang had a clear idea of what to do.

He planned to give himself a double disguise, misleading Gin as much as possible.

The inner layer was a Caucasian face Jiang Hang had modeled after Ezio Auditore from Assassin's Creed II. For this layer, Jiang Hang used a more meticulous disguise technique to ensure his true identity would not be exposed.

Even Conan would be unable to spot any flaws in this layer of disguise.

As for the outer layer, it was naturally Miyano Akemi.

Miyano Akemi was not particularly short, and with the collarbone technique, Jiang Hang could barely disguise his build to roughly match hers.

After finding a set of Miyano Akemi's clothes in her wardrobe and changing into them, Jiang Hang had completely transformed into Miyano Akemi.

Of course, time was limited, and this Miyano Akemi disguise had deliberately been made for the Black Organization to see, so it did not matter if it was a little rough. Jiang Hang had even intentionally left behind a few flaws.

If the Black Organization still failed to notice them, then he would have to reassess their capabilities.

Once Jiang Hang had finished his disguise, even Miyano Akemi could not help exclaiming in amazement.

She had clearly watched him create two entirely different layers of disguise, yet now that she stood before Jiang Hang, she would not have been able to find any flaws at all if he had not pointed them out himself.

Even their voices and manner of speaking were nearly identical.

The biggest difference was probably the hair. Although Jiang Hang had managed to turn himself into Miyano Akemi in such a short time, he had not prepared many wigs, so he could only make do.

Besides, Jiang Hang had intended to leave behind some clues that would reveal the disguise, so this was no big deal.

Watching Jiang Hang put two layers of disguise directly onto his face, Conan was equally astonished.

This disguise technique was probably even better than his mother's. More importantly, his mother did not possess such incredible voice-changing skills.

Where had he learned that move?

Conan found Jiang Hang increasingly impossible to figure out.

Jiang Hang then used the blade of his Sword Cane to cut a wound into Miyano Akemi's arm and took some of her blood. He handed the rest to Conan and had him continue arranging the scene.

Finally, he sprinkled some powder over her wound to stop the bleeding and remove the bloody smell from her arm, then wrapped it in bandages.

"Don't worry. It won't leave a scar once the wound heals." As he said this, he began explaining his plan to Miyano Akemi.

After Showing Off Before Gin, He Ran

The sky gradually darkened. Beside an abandoned factory building at the edge of a sparsely populated industrial district...

Miyano Akemi slowly walked into the dark factory building.

The moment she stepped inside, she heard a voice coming from the darkness.

"You've worked hard, Masami Hirota. No... I should call you Miyano Akemi."

As the voice spoke, two men dressed in black—Gin and Vodka—appeared before her.

"I thought you'd keep hiding. Have you finally decided to show yourself?"

Miyano Akemi stared intently at them, as though she wanted to burn their faces into her memory.

"Why did you kill those two people?" she asked.

At that question, not only Vodka but even Gin could not help showing a mocking smile.

"That's simply how we operate." Gin shook his head. "All right, it's time for you to hand over the money. The one billion yen you hid away."

"You want the money? Fine." Miyano Akemi looked at Gin and Vodka. "But first, what about our agreement? The agreement that said, 'Once this job is done, my sister and I will be allowed to leave the organization.'"

She paused, and her gaze grew resolute.

"Bring my sister here now, and I'll tell you where I hid the one billion yen."

Gin merely shook his head at Miyano Akemi's words, then gave a cold snort and took several steps toward her.

"I'm afraid that can't be done. Your sister is one of the sharpest minds in the organization... unlike a dispensable person like you, the organization has great need of her services."

Hearing that, Miyano Akemi could not help sighing.

"So it really is like that?"

At that moment, Gin, having moved a little closer, finally noticed something was wrong.

He immediately drew his pistol and aimed it at Miyano Akemi.

"No. You're not Miyano Akemi... Who are you?"

Upon hearing Gin's questioning voice, Vodka beside him let out an incredulous cry.

As Gin's underling, this was pretty much the only time he got any chance to stand out.

"Miyano Akemi" gave a disdainful snort, and her voice changed into that of a man with a faint Italian accent.

"So you saw through me. Looks like something rushed out like this really isn't reliable. How did you find me out?"

The person beneath the Miyano Akemi mask was naturally Jiang Hang. He spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"Your disguise is indeed convincing, but you didn't clean up your Adam's apple properly. There's also some difference in height. Of course, the biggest problem is your hair. As long as someone isn't blind, they can tell," Gin said, taking several more steps closer while still keeping around three meters away.

Now that Gin had seen through his disguise, Jiang Hang stopped pretending. "You're Gin, right? I've heard about you for a long time."

"Where is Miyano Akemi?" Ignoring Jiang Hang's words and not caring why he knew his codename in the organization, Gin directly questioned him.

"That woman should have been dealt with cleanly by now. The money wasn't much, but it was still ten billion yen delivered right to our doorstep. Naturally, the Brotherhood of Assassins could only accept it with a smile." As Jiang Hang spoke, he pulled a feather stained red with blood from his clothes. "Besides, hadn't you wanted to get rid of that woman for a long time? We merely helped you solve the problem ahead of schedule."

"But has your Black Organization really become so short on funds that you need to rob banks just to stay afloat? How disappointing. Come to think of it, you could be considered somewhat capable. You'd be good enough as a hired hand in our Brotherhood. If your Black Organization really is about to fall apart, would you be interested in joining our organization?"

Even with a gun pointed at him, Jiang Hang looked utterly unconcerned.

Gin had never imagined that he would hear such words from someone else one day.

The Black Organization was, of course, not the real name of their organization, but the contemptuous tone the other party used made the mockery unmistakable.

It seemed that this person disguised as Miyano Akemi knew their organization very well.

A flicker of killing intent flashed through his eyes.

And the Brotherhood of Assassins... he had never heard of this mysterious organization before.

"Who are you? What exactly is your purpose in appearing here?"

Faced with this person who had suddenly appeared before him, seemingly killed Miyano Akemi, and assumed her appearance, Gin was barely holding back his killing intent.

But he also had to find out what gave this mysterious organization, which had suddenly emerged, the nerve to be so arrogant before them.

"Who I am is none of your concern. As for our purpose..." Jiang Hang shook his head, looking somewhat regretful. "Originally, we planned to use this woman's identity to lure the 'Sherry' in your organization out. But since you intended to kill this woman from the start, Sherry probably doesn't know about this at all right now."

Upon hearing the name "Sherry," Gin's expression changed again.

He suddenly fired three shots in rapid succession at where Jiang Hang was standing.

Yet the other party simply remained where he was, as though he had known all along that Gin's bullets would not hit him.

"So certain that my bullets won't hit you?" Gin asked darkly.

Jiang Hang raised an eyebrow, looking completely fearless. "Isn't that basic judgment? Of course... that's only for us. An organization like yours, still only on the first level, cannot understand the height our Brotherhood has reached."

Then, in the next instant, Gin fired another three shots without hesitation. This time, however, at the very moment Gin pulled the trigger, Jiang Hang nimbly sidestepped and rolled away, dodging the shots.

During that movement, the Miyano Akemi face covering on his face peeled away by more than half, revealing half of his "real face."

But Jiang Hang quickly pressed Miyano Akemi's face covering back into place. It just made Miyano Akemi's face look somewhat distorted now.

He did not care about that. Instead, he glanced at the bloodstained feather in his hand and, only after seeming to confirm that there was no issue with it, put it away again.

"You look somewhat presentable now, but that alone is still far from enough to qualify you to cooperate with our organization."

Seeing the other party easily dodge the bullets and then mock them like that, Gin and Vodka's expressions turned especially ugly. Both drew their guns, apparently preparing to fire at Jiang Hang again.

"They should have gotten the money by now, so I won't play with you any longer. As thanks for accepting your ten billion yen this time, I'll give you one more piece of information: your organization is currently plagued by internal crises."

Jiang Hang then pointed at Vodka beside Gin. "Maybe it's this little brother of yours, maybe it's someone else. In any case, quite a few people have infiltrated your organization. Once you find them all and deal with them, we can talk about cooperation again... though I think your organization may not even last until then. I hope you'll put on an entertaining show for us."

As Jiang Hang threw out a smoke bomb, his figure vanished into the smoke.

After Jiang Hang's figure disappeared into the smoke, Gin and Vodka quickly retreated from its range as well, lest the other party use the smoke to launch an attack on them.

Gin's expression was unpleasant at that moment.

Vodka, beside him, immediately tried to explain himself after snapping out of it. "Big Brother... I—"

Gin directly cut him off. "No need to say anything. I know all of this."

Vodka had followed him for so many years. Gin naturally knew whether he was an undercover agent or not. If Vodka was an undercover agent, then Gin himself was more likely to be one.

That remark had clearly been intended to drive a wedge between them.

His gaze remained fixed on the smoke that had yet to disperse, as if trying to find a trace of the other party. But it was obviously pointless; the man had already left without a sound.

"Brotherhood..." Gin muttered the name, a strange light flickering in his eyes.

Was this unheard-of organization truly real, or had that man fabricated it?

Although the other party seemed to know many things about their organization, when Gin carefully thought back on what he had said, that nameless man had not actually revealed anything crucial.

Their organization used alcohol names as code names, and he knew Sherry's code name—those were things Miyano Akemi already knew.

As for the warning that there were traitors and undercover agents within the organization... Miyano Akemi's former boyfriend had been an FBI undercover agent, and Gin had long suspected that there were other traitors within the organization. It was not strange for the other party to know that either.

But was Miyano Akemi really dead? Or had the other party created this illusion in order to save her?

So... had this been arranged by that FBI undercover agent?

But did the FBI have someone like that?

Gin thought of how the other party had stood still while effortlessly avoiding his first three shots, which had carried no killing intent, and how he had then dodged the shots that truly carried killing intent with extreme sensitivity...

Their distance had been no more than three meters. Someone who could so easily evade his shots from such close range... did such a person, and the organization behind him, truly exist?

Gin had seen quite a few people with powerful sixth senses, but that was merely a feeling. He had also heard of people skilled enough to dodge bullets.

But someone like that man, who remained calm before a gun and made accurate judgments at all times, was someone Gin had never heard of before.

If that "Brotherhood" truly existed, what was the purpose of this mysterious organization, one even more deeply hidden than theirs? Since when had they been observing his organization, and why had they suddenly appeared before them this time?

Could it really be as that man said—had they set their sights on Sherry's talent as a scientist?

And what did that "first level" the man used to describe their organization mean? If their organization was on the first level, then what level was the other party on?

These possibilities rapidly flashed through Gin's mind, but in the end, he still could not deduce anything more from the information he currently had.

"We can only report this matter to That Man." No matter what, this was not something Gin could take responsibility for. It could only be handed over to those higher up for a decision.

Thinking of the half of the other person's face that had been revealed at the end, Gin etched it deeply into his memory.

The next time they met, he would absolutely not give the other party any chance to escape.

But as the smoke dispersed, Gin, who had originally been preparing to leave, seemed to notice something else.

"Big Brother, did you find something?" Seeing Gin suddenly return to where the fake "Miyano Akemi" had just been standing, Vodka thought he had found some crucial clue.

Gin did not respond. Instead, he carefully inspected the ground. It did not take much effort before he found a small tuft of bloodstained feathers in an inconspicuous spot.

It seemed that when the other party had rolled to evade the bullets, they had accidentally shaken off a small section from that feather.

"Take it back for testing. Check whether the blood on it belongs to Miyano Akemi." After handing the tuft of feathers to Vodka, Gin stood up.

For no apparent reason, he suddenly looked in a certain direction, but the place was empty. There was nothing there.

He cautiously went over to inspect it. Only after confirming that there was indeed nothing did he leave the abandoned warehouse with Vodka.

"Big Brother, where are we going now?" Vodka hurriedly asked. That person who had appeared out of nowhere was simply too suspicious, and they were highly skilled as well. If they could not deal with them, he felt that even greater trouble would arise in the future.

"To where Miyano Akemi hid the money. Since those people intend to take the one billion yen, they'll definitely leave clues behind." Gin's answer was brief. He was in a very bad mood right now.

No one would be happy about being played like a monkey, especially someone like him.

About three hundred meters away from the warehouse, Jiang Hang used Eagle Eye to watch everything that happened after he left, and could not help letting out a sigh of relief.

"Whew... So it really was Gin and Vodka, those two professional backstabbers. Is there no one else in the Black Organization who can do this kind of work?" he muttered under his breath.

Putting on an act in front of someone like Gin was no easy task, even with advanced disguise skills.

His attention had been entirely focused on Gin's pistol, ready to dodge any bullet that might be fired at any moment, yet he still had to act as though he did not care. By the time Jiang Hang used the smoke grenade to leave, his back was already soaked through.