Sneaking into the Distillery Behind My Classmates' Backs

1. Shenmu Qianyu, adopted by the Kudo family, successfully passed the police academy entrance exam and was about to begin a brief period of study. It wasn't difficult. However, the day before school began, he got caught up in a murder case and became one of the suspects. This was nothing like the peaceful, uneventful student life he'd expected. 2. At first, the five members of the police academy group could still keep calm when they started having strange, on-and-off dreams. Their lives were already full of thrills: bombings, kidnappings, cold cases, and a fellow cadet who was always on guard. But in a dream the night before graduation, Shenmu Qianyu stood silently on a rooftop. The hand holding his gun was steady and strong, and his cold eyes met theirs. "What do friends have to do with me?" "For the sake of the Organization, please rest in peace here." The others, jolting awake in the middle of the night: !!! Why does our fellow cadet seem to have gone dark?! 3. At last, after finding clues to a mysterious organization lurking in the shadows, Shenmu Qianyu thought it over and decided to pack up and use his overwhelming strength to get himself sent into the Black Organization. The Black Organization had recovered a weapon it had lost long ago. He had no name and no personality. He was the Organization's most reliable tool. The only problem was that you couldn't send the tool on a mission alone, and not everyone in the Organization knew how to use it properly. 4. Two Public Security agents working undercover came face-to-face with the Organization's most terrifying tool, the one they'd heard rumors about. He had the exact same face as their fellow cadet. Shenmu Qianyu: "..." I don't know him, I've never heard of him. If you ask, I'm just working a side job. Goodbye! Reader's guide: 1. This is a comeback fic. The Black Organization is much stronger, and the best ending the villains can hope for is a prison cell. 2. No secret identities, no fake-out deaths. Sincerity for sincerity. Pairing: Hirokazu. 3. There are a lot of original settings, including the timeline. OOC is hard to avoid in fanfiction, so if that bothers you, please stop reading in time! 4. The author's IQ is limited, so don't scrutinize the details. 5. Updates follow the rankings. If there's no update by 12:30 a.m., there won't be one. (collapses) 6. Please don't mention other authors' works in the comments, and don't mention me under other authors' works. Thanks, lovely readers! Please bookmark my new novel, Did the Distillery's Accomplice Quit Today? Tsurumi Chimei had a secret. He had been bound to a System long ago and was destined to become an NPC in a game. Only when he crossed paths with an important character could he briefly be accepted by the real world. An NPC's life was dull. He'd look into undercover agents and submit a Guide to Distilling Whiskey, follow the missions and make the Organization pay eighty million in damages... Tsurumi Chimei didn't like that, so... [Judgment from the Tower] "Sorry, Officer. I'm a liar, an assassin, a villain whose path runs counter to your justice, and who could not be further from it." The curly-haired officer reached out with all his strength, but could only grasp the cold moonlight atop the tower. [The Dawn of Sin] "There's nothing here worth protecting. Leave my world, Public Security undercover agent Rei Furuya." The familiar, deep-blue police uniform was stained a glaring red before Rei Furuya's eyes. [The Backstabbing Blade] "Don't you understand? I hate everything about this Organization, and I don't need your pity." Tsurumi Chimei was certain that, as important characters, they'd either climb the ranks or enjoy their freedom, and wouldn't come disturb the peace of his grave. Tsurumi Chimei: ...Wait, damn it, I didn't die. Theme: Sincerity, honesty, justice, and love