After getting the intelligence and answers he wanted, Toru drove the Porsche toward the outskirts of Tokyo.
This was the location Mary had given him.
Toru was not too worried about cooperating with Mary, much less afraid of her betrayal.
Mary was neither the President of the United States nor the Director of the CIA. She did not have enough security personnel to protect her.
Especially now that Mary had become a child, both the antidote she wanted and the one-time antidote were controlled by Toru and Haibara.
Toru parked the car one block away from the destination.
He and Mary got out of the car and opened the storage compartment at the front of the car.
Inside were two long bags similar to hiking backpacks. When they pulled the zippers open, the bags were full of firearms, bullets, magazines, and other items.
While organizing the equipment, Mary said, "Shuichi is currently in hiding. If you need help when dealing with that Organization, I will have Shuichi help you."
Toru said with a half-smile, "Didn't you say before that you couldn't influence Shuichi's decision?"
Mary glanced at him. "Before, we weren't familiar, and we didn't have many shared interests, so of course I couldn't trust you."
And now, the two of them had absolute common interests. Mary did not say those words out loud.
After taking the temporary antidote and regaining her youthful body, Mary had already become greedy for eternal life.
Coupled with MI6's pursuit of her, in order to permanently resolve the crisis, Mary needed a powerful Organization to shelter her and enough leverage to make MI6 give up hunting her.
Although she privately controlled an intelligence network, relying on that network alone was not enough for her to build her own Organization.
Besides the limited time, Mary also lacked sufficient funds.
If she had been given time, she could have completely relied on her many years of agent experience and resources to secretly obtain tens of billions of dollars as startup capital.
But Mary also had not expected to be poisoned by Vermouth and directly turned into a child.
Without any preparation, it was impossible for her to transfer funds in advance.
Therefore, what Mary needed was immediate fighting power, meaning an already existing Organization with enough strength.
Toru also wanted to seize leadership of the Black Organization, so the two of them hit it off immediately, their interests aligned in every aspect.
After packing his equipment, Toru asked, "What does Shuichi think of the Black Organization?"
Mary adjusted her gear, put it on her back, and said, "I know what you want to ask. You want to ask about Shuichi's moral sense."
"You can rest assured about that. My husband and I are both MI6 agents. We've seen the darkness of this world, so it's impossible for us to have raised Shuichi into someone with an overly strong sense of morality."
"People like that can't live long or happily in a world like this, especially when their parents are agents."
"The reason Shuichi wants to investigate this Organization is mainly to avenge his father. As long as you can help Shuichi and me achieve that, neither he nor I will care about the things the Black Organization has done."
After a pause, Mary scoffed. "...Besides, compared to what the Black Organization has done, MI6 and the CIA make it look like a storm in a teacup."
Hearing this, Toru was finally relieved.
Don't you just want the main culprit, meaning you want to kill Rum?
That's simple. At worst, I'll hand over a living Rum to you, and you can torture and kill him however you want.
Anyway, Toru didn't have any deep hatred for Rum, so he didn't need to kill Rum himself. Letting someone else kill him was the same.
From this perspective, he even had to thank Rum.
Rum had made too many enemies. Just throwing him out could bring a lot of help.
Perhaps one day, the Organization could even welcome Rye Whiskey back.
Once he became the leader of the Black Organization, Toru would definitely change its style of operation.
The current Black Organization looked too much like a group of assassins. It really lacked the gravitas of a major Organization in the underground world.
"Let's go. Our target is over there. You'd better put on some makeup. This time, my appearance is meant to let the MI6 members here send my photos and information in Japan back to headquarters."
"Only then can headquarters keep investigating Mary, the old woman, instead of investigating a child."
"But you have already broken with the CIA. If you also appear here to help me, you will be hunted by both the CIA and MI6."
Before setting off, Mary reminded Toru.
"Don't worry, I've already prepared. I have no interest in facing a joint hunt by the American and British intelligence agencies. That would make life too exhausting."
As he spoke, Toru took out a pre-prepared 3D-printed human skin mask and put it over his head. Immediately, he turned into a Latino man, looking like an old Mexican on the outside.
Mary's eyes widened as she looked at the lifelike, flawless human skin mask and asked in a low voice, "Is this CIA technology?"
"It's not CIA technology. It's something I developed myself. The CIA doesn't have this kind of human skin mask technology."
Mary finally let out a sigh of relief. If the CIA had such technology, it would be too troublesome. Who would know whether the people around you had been replaced?
"You absolutely must not expose this technology, or it will bring you a lot of trouble."
"Of course. I know how important this is, and I won't let this technology be exposed."
Vermouth and Kaitou Kid had mastered disguise techniques, but they were just individuals and could not mass-produce human skin masks.
Especially since their makeup skills required too much preparation time, and their human skin masks could not be used directly by others. They had to do the makeup themselves on another person's face.
But the 3D-printed human skin mask given to Toru by the system could be used on a large scale. It belonged to assembly-line production, which was incredibly exaggerated.
The two of them slung their weapons over their shoulders and walked toward the manor ahead.
Mary introduced it. "That is the headquarters of the Matsuba Society in the Tokyo area..."
"Matsuba Society?"
This was the third time Toru had heard that name.
The first time was during the library arson case, and the second time was when a group of Matsuba Society loan sharks went to trouble Sakiko's father.
He had not expected to hear the name again today.
It seemed things really did come in threes. It was time to completely wipe out this yakuza organization in the Tokyo area.
"Yes, the Matsuba Society is outwardly a yakuza organization in Tokyo. That is just the basic front it shows to outsiders."
"In reality, the Matsuba Society is a branch in Japan of an international broker organization that makes a living by selling information. They disguise themselves as a yakuza group so they can use violence without arousing suspicion."
As expected of a top MI6 agent, a woman only one step away from becoming MI6 Director, Mary knew far more intelligence than Toru.
Although Toru had once become a minor manager in the CIA, his authority had been limited, and he had not been allowed to view many internal intelligence reports.
In addition, Spencer had wanted complete control over him and had always hidden things from Toru.
"This time, the people from MI6 contacted them because they wanted to use the Matsuba Society's influence in Japan to find me."
"Since they want to see me, I will grant their wish and come see them myself."
As they spoke, Toru and Mary walked to the front gate of the Japanese-style mansion.
Two burly men in black suits stood in front of the gate.
When they saw them, the two burly men stretched out their hands to stop them and said, "This is private property. Outsiders are not allowed to approach."
As they spoke, they also tugged at their collars, revealing the tattoos on their necks.
In Japan, generally only yakuza members had large tattoos on their bodies, and when ordinary Japanese people saw such men, they would instinctively avoid them.
At the same time, the two burly men revealed sinister smiles, took short knives out of their pockets, gripped the handles, and pulled them partly free, exposing the sharp blades.
Any normal person who saw this scene would definitely be frightened away.
However, neither Toru nor Mary was normal.
Right in front of the two burly men, they placed the hiking bags from their backs on the ground and pulled the zippers open.
Just as the two burly men were wondering what they were doing, Toru and Mary suddenly pulled two shotguns out of the bags!
Boom!
The shotguns roared, shell casings flew out, and the two burly men who had been brandishing short knives screamed as they were blasted several meters away.
By the time their bodies hit the ground, their chests were already a bloody mess.
What Toru and Mary held in their hands was the Saiga-12, a semi-automatic combat shotgun developed and produced in the 1990s based on Kalashnikov's AK series, known as the AK of shotguns!
Especially since the shotguns they carried were not equipped with ordinary magazines, but large drum magazines.
"Leave no one alive, kill them all!"
Toru tilted his neck, held the shotgun in his hands, and walked into the manor with a sinister smile.
He had been too lazy to deal with this Matsuba Society before, but he hadn't expected them to keep stirring up trouble. So today, he had to wipe them out completely!
(To be continued.)