funbook-pk Chapter 158 Only the boss has no magic resistance.
Chapter 158 Only the boss has no magic resistance.
While being interrogated by Gin, Spider was also gathering information about him.
This guy's attire was very simple, almost devoid of any personal style. His all-black stand-up collar trench coat suit, paired with matte leather shoes and a top hat, was typical old-school mafia clothing.
Tall and slender, his body, concealed by a trench coat, showed no signs of training. However, judging from the ease with which he had subdued me before, and the silent footsteps he made when approaching, his physical skills were undoubtedly top-notch.
'But why would such a clearly self-serving, capable, and determined pragmatist have long, silver hair that would be such a hindrance to his movements?'
Harboring fantasies about the future, the spider opened its guard and spoke eloquently:
"In fact, the mastermind behind us sent us to Japan for one main purpose: to eliminate their long-time nemesis—Kaito Kid, who should have died eight years ago, Toichi Kuroba."
"After many years, the guy who should have been dead has become active again and is stealing precious gems on a large scale in Japan. This has given that sir... This clashes with your boss's internal title, doesn't it? Let me put it another way. This is giving that boss a real headache."
Gin turned his gaze, clearly disbelieving: "Is it worth hiring a dozen top assassins for the act of an ordinary thief?"
"Hahaha, at least it's worth it for my show!" Spider laughed self-deprecatingly, tilting his head back and closing his left eye tightly. His spider tattoo was on Gin's face. "But you're right, ordinary phantom thieves are nothing to the boss! But what if the target they've spent a fortune searching for is hidden inside a gem?"
"A call to action has been circulating within the Ark:"
Among the many legendary gemstones scattered throughout the world, lies a power beyond human comprehension. When a comet, appearing only once every ten thousand years, streaks across Earth again, drinking the tears of the Stone of Life will grant immortality.
Spider's lips curled into a slight smile, his tone carrying a hidden meaning: "Don't you think this pursuit sounds familiar?"
"We can be both of God and the devil. Since we're trying to raise the dead against the stream of time."
That's right, it perfectly echoes the organization's statement.
For these criminal groups that pursue fame and profit, even if there have been deep-seated hatred and bitter struggles in the past, as long as there are enough interests, it is as easy for the two sides to shake hands and make peace as turning the page of a book.
Conversely, if the goals of both leaders are aligned, then the outcome is destined to be stained with the blood of one side.
Gin's gaze sharpened, his tone resolute: "What clues do you possess regarding the selection of the gems?"
“Gin, do I look stupid?” Spider blinked and retorted, “If I were to honestly reveal all the clues now, I would be no different from a useless piece of junk to you. This clue is my vital lifeline!”
Noticing Gin's gaze lingering on the various potions on display, Spider reminded him, "I've already planted a hypnotic suggestion deep within my own consciousness, so drugs like Truth Elixir won't work."
The benefits outweigh the harms, and proper use can bring greater profits to the organization; this is the positioning that spiders have set for themselves.
Gin clearly realized this, staring at the spider with displeasure, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.
"These are not decisions you can make."
With his left hand, he pressed the red button on the control panel, and a strong current, but still within the range that the human body could withstand, was instantly connected. The intense sound of the current was accompanied by the spider's uncontrollable screams, which only stopped after the 30-second countdown was reset.
"What's the purpose behind your attack on Chianti today?" Gin looked at the panting prisoners and changed the subject with a cold smile.
Spider curled up in the interrogation chair, trembling constantly, his whole body lying on the table, breathing heavily.
After several minutes, he murmured softly, "This... is for..."
Gin frowned, impatiently grabbed his blond hair, and leaned closer to listen.
"It's to make my nightmares come true and fulfill my desire for revenge." The spider, who was on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a faint red light flashed deep in his pupils!
A nightmarish, distorted light of blood flashed with a frequency of consciousness that the human brain could not discern, forcibly inputting this information into the brain!
In that brief moment, the surveillance camera showed Gin with almost nothing amiss, but upon closer inspection, one could see that his pupils, hidden in the shadows, were violently enlarged, almost completely covering his entire pupil.
Having confirmed that the other party had been subtly influenced, Spider, adhering to the principle of performing the whole act, feigned weakness while slowly adding:
"Because I had some personal grudges with the swallowtail butterfly, I asked the fox to help me resolve them."
After a few hints, Gin's grip became noticeably gentler, and he even loosened his hold on his own, somewhat doubtful.
Spider was overjoyed: just as he had thought, the members of the Black Organization were completely defenseless against magic!
"Now that things have come to this point, I shouldn't have any doubt about that gentleman's willingness to surrender, right?"
After hearing what he said, Gin pondered for a moment, then actually took out his phone, dialed a number, and solemnly reported to the camera:
"Gin, that's all this guy is capable of. Are you satisfied now?"
The handsome man with long, straight silver hair gripped the top hat tightly and pulled hard, causing the smooth silver fabric that had been stuck to the bottom of the hat to suddenly fall off!
spider:?!!
Kuromon Haruya rubbed his eyes, took out two contact lenses to slightly darken his pupils, and yawned while pressing his slightly aching temples: "The more I look into this guy's eyes, the sleepier I get. Is he really not a professional sleep aid?"
"Too pretentious, Butbel," a cold comment came through the room's loudspeaker.
“If your level of disguise and interrogation is only this, the special training pardon arranged by Sogrid will be immediately canceled, and you will be given additional basic training.”
Who wants to take the remedial class with Guinness World Records?!
"I've never seen you interrogate people like that."
Kuromon Haruya had one hand in his pocket, his left hand twirling his top hat between his fingers, and his silver wig spinning in the air.
"Besides, asking me to do an impersonation show right under the nose of the original is asking too much! Guinness World Records, Vienna, and even this Spider-Man with his exceptional eyesight didn't recognize me, did they?"
"That's because they're not very good."
Listening to his superior's inappropriate remarks, Kuromon Haruya raised an eyebrow slightly but did not refute anything further.
Let's rewind to twenty minutes before we entered the interrogation room.
Having finally recovered from the aftereffects of his concussion, Kuromon Haruya was smugly holding his high-level access card when he heard his workaholic boss's voice, which sounded like a juicer squeezing its employees dry:
"Butber, during the next interrogation, you will disguise yourself as me to test the Spider's illusionary abilities and trigger his trump card."
Kuromon Haruya's first reaction was: Is this even human language?
He's willing to do anything for revenge, but that doesn't mean he has to work himself to the bone in everything he does!
But Gin's reasoning is quite reasonable:
You, Butbel, have already been attacked by illusion magic once. Although you were unaffected for some reason, there was always the risk of betrayal. What the spider said is top secret; the fewer people who know, the better. In that case, adding another layer won't hurt.
Furthermore, if Gin were to suddenly fall victim to a killing spree, who would stop him? Rum, watching from afar? Or would Butbel, with his companions and Vodka, take on all three of them?
Of course, this is just plain language that Kuromon Haruya summarized from a bunch of literary phrases; the original text still sounds quite literary.
Under the dual influence of the power of authority and the reward of the privilege card, Kuromon Haruya reluctantly agreed to the task of becoming Gin's stand-in.
It was absolutely not because he suddenly developed a fondness for this villainous boss who should have been seen as a hostile enemy. Absolutely not.