Conan and I start the hell-level main line

At noon, under the bright sunshine, many tourists had no intention of continuing to play and returned to the hotel to rest. However, there was a man, dressed strangely, who walked out of the hotel.

However, almost all passers-by showed admiration, but when they saw the person clearly, they walked away quickly in embarrassment.

Because this person was wearing an outfit very similar to Itlin, both were wearing a black top hat and a black suit, but the difference was that he wore single-sided glasses, and his tie was not silver-blue, but purple. The reason he chose purple was because Bloody Mary recommended it to him when he was in the United States.

She said the color was very much like him, but that was also in the past, but he still kept it.

Fu Huashi put his hands in his pockets and walked to the parking lot under countless surprised gazes. Along the way, he met several blind fans who wanted him to sign. Come on, I, Natsume Xing, am also a detective, why don’t I have any fans?

Now he remembered that he always felt that someone had said a long time ago that his outfit was very similar to someone else's, and that person was Pramiya.

Pramya said that my outfit was ugly, and I was angry for a long time. How could my aesthetic taste be bad? Now I think that Pramya was talking about Itlin. However, do these two people have any connection?

Well, it's no wonder that a crazy bomber doesn't attract attention.

Now that I think about it, the organization wanted Pramiya to join, and the condition she gave was that I had to go to London to discuss it with her in a month. Oh, I hope the explosion in the London chapter won't be too strong.

After lunch, everyone unanimously decided to go back to the hotel to rest. In fact, everyone was doing their own thing. Fu Huashi slipped out by the way, after all, the organization had a meeting at noon.

This gathering is obviously not simple. The appetizers are over and the real thing is about to begin.

The parking lot of Fantasy Park is divided into two floors, above ground and underground. Because it was newly added after the expansion of Fantasy Park, and the environment of the underground parking lot itself is not very comfortable, there are almost no outsiders here at this time.

Here, in the black and gloomy space, shadows are gathering.

In the dim light, in the Porsche 356A, Gin lit a cigarette, his long silver hair covering his eyes, waiting for others with a gloomy look, but he couldn't hold back the Beretta in his arms. Whoever dares to be late, you know the consequences.

Vodka yawned, obviously having just returned from a car race with his big brother and was extremely tired, but Gin's energy was indeed incredible.

He is the only one who would force others to work overtime every night, this hardworking model.

Fu Huashi spotted the conspicuous luxury car at a glance, walked up to it and smiled, trying to get closer, "Hey, Gin, it looks like I'm here very early."

Gin looked at Fu Huashi coldly and said nothing. Fu Huashi said nothing more either. Gin was lifeless, and Hennessy was easier to talk to... Never mind, they were birds of a feather.

Fu Huashi looked around. They were now in the parking lot. He didn't come by car, and there were no chairs. Where should he sit?

Vermouth in the back seat seemed to see Fu Huashi's distress, smiled wickedly, waved to him and said, "Fu Huashi, come and sit here. There is still an empty seat in Gin's car, right~"

Fu Huashi immediately realized Belmode's idea and nodded in surprise, "Yeah, good idea!"

Vodka was stunned for a moment, and looked at Brother Gin, whose mouth corners sank even more, and he was not in a good mood.

His car is not for anyone to ride in.

Fu Huashi felt a little guilty at first, but after sitting on it, Gin didn't react at all. Why did she want to say that Gin was hypocritical? Uh, I seem to be stubborn again.

Vermouth: "Fu Huashi, I heard that you saved your companions from danger. You did a good job."

Fu Huashi: "Haha, Sister Bei, you are too kind, but you knew the news too quickly."

Vermouth: "Oh, Jäger has posted this to the organization's dark web, and many people already know about it. And his title is very thoughtful, called [Fuhuashi and Gin are strong and weak, so it must be stepping on Gin]~"

Fuhuashi (ー▽ー;): Yeger, you are such a funny guy, you deserve to be beaten again.

How could Vodka, a loyal younger brother, allow anyone to talk about his elder brother in front of him? He consciously warned the two restless people behind him, "You two should be quiet. If you want to talk in private, go outside!"

Vermouth and Fu Huashi both nodded with a smile, and Gin really wanted to draw his gun.

Soon, the others arrived, and Chianti and Cohen drove into the underground parking lot in a car with Cointreau in the back seat, and parked next to Gin's car.

Chianti: "Gin has to create a good opportunity for us this afternoon, hehe."

Gin glanced at her coldly with his dark green eyes, "Don't miss it again."

Chianti: "Don't worry, I definitely won't. I just want to have a good time, haha."

Fu Huashi expressed deep doubt, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, hehe~

Gin looked at Cointreau and said in a deep voice, "How is your comprehensive team doing? Can they guarantee our actions?"

Cointreau: “No problem.”

"Hmph, actually you guys should just focus on Hennessy, it doesn't matter." Gin bit the cigarette and ignored him. The smoke lingered in front of his eyes, and it was eerie.

Soon, Baileys, Sidecar, Black Russian, Jägermeister, Snow Country, and Bourbon also arrived. Since there was no place to sit, they could only stand around, forming a circle starting with the Porsche.

When Popen arrived, there were already many members of the organization here. As an undercover agent here, he was both nervous and excited.

But when he saw Fu Huashi looking at him with a smirk on her face in the Porsche, Bourbon's mood was swept away. He felt a little annoyed with this guy and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Fuhuashi( ′ ▽ ` ): Oh, it was just an accidental prank by the police, isn't it a big deal?

Gin glanced around coldly, but didn't find that weirdo. "Where's Hennessy? Why hasn't he come yet?"

He could accept that Ballantine's couldn't come due to injury, but what was wrong with Hennessy? . .

Baileys: "This... Lord Hennessy should have received the news..."

Chianti chuckled, "Isn't your temporarily dismissed team leader playing games again? Is he crazy about chasing stars?"

"Oh, are you saying bad things about me~" Hennessy's big face with heavy dark circles and a wretched, weird look suddenly appeared outside the car window in front of Chianti.

Chianti was shocked. Damn, where did this guy come from?

"Lord Hennessy." Several people from the comprehensive team said in unison.

Hennessy put his hands on his waist, nodded, and walked to Gin's car with a playful look, saying, "Gin, there seems to be no seats here, where should I sit?"

Gin snorted coldly, not wanting to even look at him, "Find it yourself, you can sit on the ground."

"Okay." Hennessy sat on the hood of Gin's Porsche without hesitation, and this action shocked everyone.

Hennessy is the only one in the organization who dares to be so disrespectful to Gin.

The background behind Gin was burning with black flames, murderous intent and anger were spreading out, and Vodka was trembling with fear.

"Hennessy, are you looking for death?"

Hennessy raised an eyebrow at Gin playfully, as if teasing a little wolf, "Then you have the guts to kill me, do you dare?"

The gun that Gin put into his pocket was shaking under his heavy grip, and he felt like crushing it, but he restrained himself.

Gin put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray, then calmed down with a gloomy face, "Hmph, you wait."

Chianti watched this wonderful show and really wanted to take out the watermelon to eat, "Wow, this is the first time I see Gin being defeated..."

Cohen: “me too.”

Bourbon, who was thinking about it, started to think about it. It seemed that the rumors in the organization were true. Gin and Hennessy had different values. However, Gin, who was a decisive and ruthless man, had never touched Hennessy either openly or secretly. Sure enough, Hennessy must have some secrets or privileges, otherwise a team leader would not dare to do such a thing.

If I can use it well, it might be helpful for my undercover mission and help me get to the secret core of the organization.

Fu Huashi glanced at Bourbon, and seeing the thoughtful look on his dark square face, she knew that this guy had started to make plans again. Ha, who cares.

At this time, a mechanical voice came from the headphones worn by everyone at the same time, "Okay, everyone, you should all have arrived at the designated location to gather."

Rum!!

Everyone immediately reacted to the person speaking in the headset, the commander-in-chief of this operation, Rum.

Rum: "The reason we gathered everyone here today is to announce a new round of assassinations this afternoon and evening."

"Of course, before that, let me introduce to you a person who is here to assist us."

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of a car engine was heard at the entrance of the parking lot, approaching them. Everyone looked at the oncoming vehicle warily, and some people had their hands on their pistols.

They dared not be careless, with so many people gathered here, if the police came, they would be arrested all at once.

After everyone saw clearly, a small black car stopped in front of them. In the car was a middle-aged man with a foreign face. He glanced at these people with contempt with cold eyes.

Many people didn't know him, but the main few snipers were very familiar with him. Among them, Chianti looked at him, then his eyes widened in disbelief, and then turned into an expression that Fu Huashi had seen too many times, and even had seen not long ago.

worship..

Rum: "Introducing the organization's ace sniper, McCarron."

McAllen opened the car door, got out, and picked up the long box on the passenger seat, which contained his sniper rifle. McAllen put it on his back and never left it, looking at everyone indifferently.

Fu Huashi's eyes were solemn. He was the Macallan mentioned in Hennessy's text message? The organization's ace sniper.