Conan and I start the hell-level main line

New York, USA

If the most famous tourist attraction in the United States is the Statue of Liberty, then Wall Street is the place with the most profound economic influence in the United States. It was the birthplace of the economic crisis and is now the core control area of ​​American financial institutions.

Simply put, this is the core financial district of every top capital group.

On the streets, young and mature American youths coming and going all hope to invest in stocks and finance and make a fortune here, but among them, there seem to be some who are never interested in worldly money.

They came here with more ambitious and greater things to do.

BOOM! ! !

A violent explosion suddenly occurred at the crossroads at the entrance of Wall Street. Vehicles were overturned by flames and thick smoke billowed like gunpowder.

"Fuck, why did it suddenly explode?"

"Is it those illegal black immigrants causing trouble again? When will the 0-dollar shopping carnival end?"

"We need King Tong to get rid of them."

"Go and get Inspector Radishou Raywood!!" (Jade Emperor mode, panicked shoutingJPG)

At the street entrance on the other side of Wall Street, a luxurious silver-blue Lamborghini drove by.

The driver of the luxury car looked at the route they were originally going to take, but suddenly an explosion occurred. If they had really taken this road, they would have probably been blown to the sky by now.

But now I still have lingering fears, even though I have seen it many times.

"Mr. Yitelin, you are so smart that you changed the route in advance. Otherwise, we would be dead."

The driver looked in the rearview mirror with great gratitude at the important man sitting in the back seat, who was dressed in a suit and looked like an elegant gentleman.

The man was wearing a black suit, a black top hat, and a silver-blue tie as he sat at the back. He had slightly light golden wavy hair parted on both sides, and his brown-gray eyes revealed his calmness and sharpness. The small moustache on his lips showed his wisdom.

Among them, the most distinctive feature is the long braid tied behind his back, hanging down on his back like a scorpion tail.

This person's name is famous all over the world and is of great significance to many countries.

His name is: Etrien Isaacs.

"Thank you for your hard work, Jeffrey. If you follow me, you will be constantly exposed to the organization's assassination attempts against me."

Driver Jeffrey: "It is my honor to work for Mr. Yitlin"

Yitlin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, slowly opened his eyes that were as sharp as a sword and an eagle, and said lightly.

"How long will it take to reach the Karasuma Group headquarters building?"

Jeffrey kept his eyes fixed on driving. "There are still 10 minutes left. What is the matter that Chairman Karasuma invited you to this time?"

Yi Telin smiled faintly, "I don't know, but I roughly guessed what Chairman Wu Wan meant."

At this time, on the streets of Wall Street, a man in a black windbreaker and long golden hair hid behind the wall, watching the Lamborghini pass the explosion site safely and leave.

"As expected of Yitelin, he has tried to assassinate her so many times but to no avail." The man angrily hit the wall with his hands.

I can only be furious and helpless, it's really depressing.

A man in black beside him said, "Lord Duckhorn, the police are coming soon, let's retreat first."

"Well, their destination is the Karasuma Group. Let everyone retreat. The organization has ordered that no one is allowed to approach there." Duckhorn looked at one of the tallest buildings on Wall Street.

The most eye-catching thing is an icon on the building, which is a crow, looking down proudly at the vast land.

Karasuma Group

Yitelin stepped out of the car, holding a black palm with a silver nighthawk on top, looking very imposing.

Someone came to the gate to greet us early in the morning, with a red carpet and VIP ceremony.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a black suit and a powerful figure. He looked at Yitlin, raised his hand to his chest and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Yitlin, you are here. My father has been waiting in the VIP room for a long time. Please follow me."

Yitelin smiled and waved his hand, "Sir, you are the CEO of the Karasuma Group and the future successor of the Karasuma Group. You don't have to be so polite to me."

The eldest son of the Karasuma Group, Karasuma Harukawa, smiled and shook his head.

"That won't do. My father has repeatedly stressed that you must be treated with the utmost respect by the Karasuma Group."

This building is home to the Karasuma Group, which holds a pivotal position on Wall Street, as it is the headquarters of the huge Karasuma Group, which conducts business across the world.

As everyone knows, the Karasuma Group once fell into a trough 40 years ago, until 25 years ago when the ambitious Karasuma chairman, Karasuma Ren'ya's son, Karasuma Asakaku, turned the tide and brought this world-class company back to its former glory.

Now it has become a giant and an indispensable economic lifeline for the entire United States and even the world.

The position is crucial.

Walk into the elevator and arrive at the top floor of the building. When the elevator door opens, there is a luxurious lobby with a combination of Japanese and Western styles.

"Sir, please come in." Karasuma Haruka knocked on the door and then pushed open the crimson door.

Yitelin walked into the gate, while Karasuma Harukawa stood outside the gate, waiting for him.

In the VIP room, there was an elderly man in his seventies sitting in the main seat. The flat and comfortable sofa could not hide his hunched and old posture.

The kimono seems to still follow the customs and habits of the past in Japan, with Western and Japanese styles coexisting without any difference.

Karasuma Asakaru stood up with his cane, still as bold and heroic as he was in his youth, "Mr. Itlin, please take a seat. I have prepared your favorite English afternoon tea for you."

"Thank you." Yitelin sat next to Karasuma Asakaru. There was exquisite black tea and cake on the table. The room was bright and sunny, just like the brightness and guiltlessness of the heart.

Yitelin poured a cup of black tea, took a sip, and said, "I wonder what the chairman wants to see me about?"

Karasuma Asakaku: "Haha, no hurry. I am very happy that you, a world-famous detective, can come to our company. What happened to the explosion on Wall Street just now? Have you been assassinated by that organization again?"

"Well, it's Duckhorn again, but he still failed."

Karasuma Asakaru felt unfair about this, "This hateful organization is so insidious, they will do anything to get rid of you."

He is really crazy to plant a bomb on American soil, especially among a crowd of people with a lot of fashion trends!

"There's nothing I can do. I'm recognized by their decision-making group as the most dangerous silver bullet." A light flashed in Yitlin's eyes, and his eyes seemed to reflect a huge black color that was gradually being eaten away.

"One day I will put an end to all of this, so that assassinations will no longer exist and the organization will never harm civilians again."

"Hahaha, with you leading our National Police Federation, we will definitely win." Karasuma Asakaru laughed continuously, it was the deepest admiration.

"Sir, I came to you this time to ask about the plan you told me last time. I was worried that there might be ears, so I came to ask you in person."

"The luxury cruise ship Aphrodite, owned by the Yashiro Group, the agent of our Karasuma Group in Japan, will officially set sail tomorrow. My fourth son has already gone there as a sponsor on behalf of the Karasuma Group. I wonder why you made such an arrangement?"

Yitelin smiled mysteriously and stirred the spoon in the teacup. The clear light red tea was stirred into a vortex, and the impurities and bubbles in the cup drifted away.

Yitlin: "The senior member of the National Police Union who is hiding in the organization has sent a message. Their 'savings' plan is about to be implemented again."

"Therefore, I want all the national institutions that are still caught in the vortex of self-motivation to see clearly the true situation of our enemies, distinguish the primary from the secondary, and not selfishly disrupt the plans we have jointly formulated for the sake of a little profit."

Of course, they are referring to the FBI, CIA, MI6 and others who are ready to take action.

Karasuma Asakaku: "Is the information from the undercover really reliable? I heard that a company called Sanhua Wine suddenly came to Japan. Could it be that they are here for..."

"Well, the decision-making group has definitely discovered the undercover agent. If I'm not mistaken, they will come to the Sanhua Wine Party for this matter." Yitelin took a sip of tea, paused, and continued.

"I finally got undercover as a senior member, but the self-righteous FBI went to arrest Chivas without reporting to the National Police Federation a year ago. Not only did they fail to catch him, but they also exposed the existence of the undercover agent."

"That's why I want to reorganize those loose national institutions and make them obey the command of the National Police Federation's Joint Conference."

Karasuma Asakaru sighed. He was helpless in the current situation. "Alas, after all, the thing the organization is looking for is too tempting. Those powerful people in various countries will inevitably have some ideas."

"Humph, human hearts are like this, and that's why they can be exploited," Yitelin thought for a moment, "But the Chinese MSS is not so selfish, and they can still cooperate. Of course, human hearts are human hearts, and we can't look at them directly, nor can we really believe them."

The last sentence, a faint black light flashed across Yitelin's cold and indifferent face, he said, "He has seen and experienced a lot, so he is qualified to be in this position."

"Well, I understand. Our Karasuma Group will fully support the actions of the National Police Federation and the leadership of Mr. Itlin. If you help us take back the Karasuma Group from the traitor Ryuzaki Kyuenyuan, we will also do our best to help you."

"My fourth son will definitely complete the task assigned by you, sir. We will not let you down." Karasuma Asakaru said excitedly as he filled up the black tea for himself and Itlin.

"Thank you, for our common wish." Yitelin raised his teacup and smiled at Karasuma Asakaru with the confidence of a detective.

An excited and persistent smile was revealed among the wrinkles on Karasuma Asakaru's old face, and he raised his teacup.

"Destroy the organization!"

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Hehe, this time I'm going to do something different from other fan fiction. The Karasuma Group is the red side. That's right, the descendants of Karasuma Renya are the red side characters. Hahaha, it must be very interesting~

(Don't worry, it must be logical, because this is the real world)