Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

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Belmod was silent.

The BOSS explained the reason to her, judging from his tone that he was telling the truth, but it made her even more confused.

If it is to recruit underage talents for the organization, it is best to have the two together, right?

BOSS is very tolerant of geniuses and will encourage them to grow together. It is definitely not the kind of Gu fancier who "two geniuses fight each other, only the best survive!"

...Could it be that Chiba Shusaku, who dislikes suicide, is too weak to bear, and his psychological quality is not suitable?

Belmod was very puzzled, but unfortunately the BOSS did not explain the meaning in detail. Standing up straight and looking forward, he saw Friedman's car in the path behind the concert hall, with Angstra standing beside it.

Belmod walked over, and Angstra opened the door beside the passenger seat for her.

"I'm going back to America tomorrow morning," she said, turning to him.

Angstra was stunned for a moment, with a blank expression: "You are leaving in a few days? Can you stay for a few more days? I still have a lot of places I want to visit with you."

Belmod looked at him softly. She was also reluctant, but said helplessly: "I still have work, and there is a new movie to start shooting next week."

She raised her hand and squeezed Angstra's soft cheek, and brushed her fingers lightly through the hair in front of his left eye.

Sure enough, her little crow is better, much cuter than another cold guy.

Angstra has always respected Belmod, and when the guardian said this, he nodded with a frustrated expression.

"You can also take the initiative to come to the United States to find me in the future." Belmode tidied up his collar for Angstra, "The American IT giant Syndora plans to develop a holographic game, according to members who work there. According to the information, their boss intends to hire more well-known talents in the IT field with high salaries to participate in research and development, or to provide advice..."

With Angstra's talent, he will definitely be invited, which is Belmod's confidence in him.

In this respect, the United States is stronger than Japan. In many cases, it depends on its strength. Its own strength is more important than the so-called seniority, and it will not be an age card.

————

Jing Baiye sat next to Spiatus, looked at the car driving away in front, and sighed.

Belmod is very busy, she has two different identities to the outside world, he is mentally prepared for her to return to the United States early, but when he actually hears it, he will still feel lost...

"You can go to America once when Sindora invites you," Spiatus said. "Not very recently, around the end of November."

"But I have information team work..."

"I just told you to go back to the United States and have a look. I didn't say that you must join there. The organization pays you higher wages than Syndora."

Jing Baiye responded.

Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head to look at Spiatus in the driver's seat—he had his seatbelt on and was ready to move the car at any moment.

"..."

Jing Baiye was silent, does this count as organizing the BOSS to be a driver for the members?

"Boss, shall I be in charge of driving?"

Jing Baiye felt a chill on his back. He wasn't someone who cared about his identity, and he knew that Spiatus didn't care, but some people in the organization really cared. Face.

He paused and added: "Or you call Ireland over."

"Ireland went to France recently. There was a flaw in Dajili's finishing work, and there was a shortage of Rum staff. I asked him to help." Spiatus said, "There is no need to care about this little thing. , I won't let a minor drive for me."

Jing Baiye stopped talking, and fastened his seat belt silently.

He took out his mobile phone and sent an email to tell Scotland that he would not be going back tonight, let him and Anshi rest early, and if there is anything they don't understand in the course, wait for him to answer him tomorrow.

After sending the email, Jing Baiye put away his phone.

"Boss, do you have any mission for me to go to the twin tower skyscrapers?" He recalled this important question with hindsight.

"No mission." Spiatus glanced at him, "You'll know when you arrive."

...

At 22:44 in the evening, Building A of the twin-tower skyscraper in Nishitama City.

Jing Baiye stood in the well-lit VIP elevator and touched the glass in front of him with his fingers.

The glass on the outer wall that he had punched a hole in had long been replaced with new ones, the broken elevator buttons were also replaced, and the ground was wiped clean. Without a reminder, no one would know that the last mayor of Nishitama City died here.

The Victory Group spent a lot of effort on these two buildings. In addition to bribing parliamentarians to allow the construction of such illegal buildings, it also hired well-known designers to design them.

Jing Baiye found out that the two buildings were originally designed by his disciple Hidehiko Kazama when he inquired about the second information of Emperor Morigu.

The elevator quickly reached the 75th floor. This is the banquet hall that Jing Baiye visited last time. The chairman's office that Spiatus will use in the future is on the 74th floor.

The banquet hall was empty, no one but them, not even the lights were turned on.

The elevator door slowly closed behind them, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black~www.NovelMTL.com~ The only light source came from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Follow me to the top floor." Spiatus said to Jing Baiye.

Jing Baiye didn't know why, but he would not disobey the boss who gave him a high salary and was usually good to him, and kept up with him honestly.

The two walked one after the other and followed the stairs of the safe passage to the top floor.

As the top floor of the taller of the twin-tower skyscrapers, this is what it deserves—the closest thing to heaven.

The top floor of Building A is a helipad, and Spiatus rarely takes helicopters, so it is not used here most of the time.

As soon as Jing Baiye stepped up the last level of stairs, he was stunned by the mad roaring in front of him.

The bangs on his forehead to cover the scar on his left eye were blown up, and the violent wind made him subconsciously raise his arm to block it in front of him.

Spiatus seemed to be ignorant of the embarrassment of the people behind him, and he walked straight forward, unknowingly widening the distance from Jingbaiye.

It wasn't until the wind was a little lighter that Jing Baiye put down his arms and looked up to find Spiatus.

The boss of the organization went all the way to the edge of the building. There were no guardrails nearby to prevent people from accidentally falling. One step further, it was a bottomless dark night sky.

Spiatus stood there, turned, and smiled at Jing Baiye, far away from him.

Jing Baiye, who saw this scene clearly, sank somewhere in his heart.

——The scene in front of him gradually overlapped with the ominous dream he had in the past.

Could it be... could he be...

"Come here, Bai Ye."

Spiatus' voice came with the wind.

The strong wind blew the hem of his clothes, and he stood there unprotected, inviting Jing Baiye to his side.