Violence supervision in Conan

Chapter 583 Curaçao could be any color!
"You should disappear for a while from now on."

Rum gave the order to Curaçao.

"clear."

Curacao nodded.

Now that he's being watched by MI6, these stalkers will inevitably stick to him again if he shows his face.

For the sake of the organization and for his own sake, Curaçao knew that it was best for him to keep a low profile for a while and wait for the storm to pass before making any further moves.

"But then, what about Vermouth..."

"Let's not pay attention to her for now."

Rum immediately dispelled Curaçao's concerns.

Upon hearing Rum's words, Curaçao nodded without asking any further questions, but a hint of disappointment flickered in her heart.

"Then I'll go out first."

"Try not to leave the base and lay low for a while. If necessary, I will send you abroad."

Rum said casually, then waved his hand.

Curaçao remained silent for a moment, then turned and left.

Behind her, Rum's hawk-like single eye watched her retreating figure, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

Until... he became indifferent.

……

Back in his room, Curaçao sat on the bed in silence.

She sat there quietly, like a statue, her face expressionless.

Curaçao suddenly felt a little out of place.

It was still the same familiar organization, but Curaçao inexplicably felt a sense of oppression.

She had become accustomed to the cold, dark atmosphere of the organization in the past, but this time, upon returning, she couldn't help but feel a sense of rejection.

Curaçao understood what was going on.

If you've never experienced sunlight, you might get used to the darkness.

Previously, Curaçao was recruited by Rum and trained to become his confidant due to his extraordinary memory.

All along, she has been like a tool, constantly risking her life for the organization and completing various tasks.

Murder, infiltration, theft... he committed every imaginable evil deed.

Sometimes, looking back, Curaçao herself loathes herself for this.

Ask yourself honestly, do you really like this kind of life?
Curaçao could not answer.

Or perhaps they simply don't want to answer.

They can only serve the organization numbly, like robots.

Until that day, she received a mission from Rum to infiltrate the Onino Foundation and investigate Vermouth, who might be acting strangely.

Curaçao initially thought this would be another mission like any other, but this time it seemed to be different.

During her time at the Oni no Group, she was just like an ordinary office worker, going to work and coming home.

You can chat and laugh freely with your close colleagues, buy a cup of milk tea during your break, and go see a movie after get off work if you wish.

This kind of life is very ordinary, but it feels completely different from when I was in the organization!
This is also a life that Curaçao can only dream of but never achieve.

For a fleeting moment, she seemed to experience a feeling called "freedom"...

Even though she's busy every day, Curaçao is happy with it.

No need to kill anyone, no need to consider those underhanded tricks!

She even experienced the feeling of fame.

Curaçao was captivated by this open and aboveboard life under the sun.

Unfortunately, such days are beautiful but short-lived.

She eventually returned to the organization.

The pervasive darkness all around constantly reminded Curaçao that she was an ugly soul mired in darkness.

That kind of free and wonderful life was ultimately just an unrealistic dream for her.

My destiny is to be forever mired in darkness.

Upon realizing this, Curaçao's expression finally changed.

A hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into Curaçao's mind—Curaçao (the liquor) could be any color, and he had chosen black, so why couldn't it be any other color?
Curaçao was startled by her own audacious idea, but the thought seemed to have taken root, firmly planted in her heart, and she couldn't shake it off.

A turbulent, flickering light appeared in Curaçao's heterochromatic eyes, revealing the unease within her.

But it quickly turned into bitterness.

Does someone like me really have the right to step into the sunlight?
Curaçao tried hard to suppress the thought.

She was Rum's confidante and had done many heinous things for him. What right did she have to fantasize?
And it was precisely because she was familiar with the organization that she knew how terrifying it was.

Wanting to break away from the organization is nothing short of a pipe dream.

It's all just wishful thinking.

Curaçao took a deep breath, her face regaining its indifferent expression.

I lay back on the bed and turned off the light.

Instantly, the surroundings darkened.

A thick darkness spread out, seemingly threatening to engulf her...

……

Another half month passed quickly.

The hype surrounding the films "The Sixth Sense" and "The Silence of the Lambs" is finally starting to wane.

After all, the world is never short of news.

But their influence continues to spread.

Major film festivals and awards have extended invitations to these two films, and various analytical articles and film reviews have also emerged one after another.

Both films, especially "The Silence of the Lambs," have garnered a large following worldwide for their compelling storylines and outstanding character development.

The character Hannibal, in particular, has become incredibly popular!
It's said that the "Kurosawa Brother Fan Club" has begun to expand globally...

Meanwhile, Oni-no-Film has also begun preparations to screen these two films in other third-world countries.

This will inevitably create another wave of excitement.

And the videotape market, given the popularity of these two movies, is bound to be another golden goose!

Including the box office revenue sharing from the two films, Ghost Wild Pictures can be said to have made a fortune.

Countless people have benefited from this.

Countless fans are also paying attention to these two movies.

To the disappointment of fans of "The Silence of the Lambs," the two lead actors have seemingly vanished since the film's release, with no further news of them.

Inquiries to Oni-no Film Studio only yielded ambiguous answers.

This left the two's fans feeling very disappointed.

The fans just don't know that their idols are not ordinary celebrities.

……

At this time, inside the winery site.

Curaçao sat in front of the computer, browsing news on the web.

Although she was ordered to stay within the base and not leave for the time being, Rum did not prohibit her from contacting the outside world.

Internet access is still available in Curaçao.

Then she saw news about herself online.

Looking at the smiling girl in the photo on the page, Curaçao felt as if she were a distant person.

News about her is everywhere online, and countless fans are calling for her to appear.

But what does all this have to do with her, Curaçao?

The person in the photo is not her; it's all just a lie.

The real her is not some idolized celebrity, but a ruthless criminal!

Curaçao's eyes flickered, and something seemed to be blocking her heart, making her breathing become heavy without her realizing it.

She has been here for half a month.

She used to be able to stay for half a month, or even a year, without feeling anything.

When there are no tasks, I just stay by myself. Isn't that how it's always been?
But this time it's different.

For some reason, Curaçao's heart could never find peace.

Even... it's stirring!
(End of this chapter)