I, the boss of the black organization Author: Not Tower Sauce

Ryazan traveled to the world of Detective Conan and became a member of the Black Organization. 

In the face of agents from all walks of life, elementary school students of the god of death, and two or five members of the organization, Liang Zan smiled disdainfully. 

You said you were better than me as a twenty-five boy, so come up and compete? 

What is an international boss? (tactical lean back)

Text Chapter 1 Mezcal

United States, a city.

Ryazan was lying on the edge of the roof of a building, his face resting on the sniper rifle.

At this time, he was looking into the distance through the sniper scope.

Then, he said to the man behind him——

"Gin, I found a problem."

Gin reached out and pressed the hat on his head, a little wary.

"what is the problem?"

"Look at the big office on the 27th floor, the boss's secretary is so pretty." Liang Zan said.

Gin: "???"

If he remembers correctly, the goal of this mission is to be on the [-]th floor, right?

Why are you aiming at the 27th floor with nothing to do? !

Ryazan didn't seem to notice Jin Jiu's anger, and continued: "By the way, can't the organization assign me a secretary, the kind who is beautiful and gentle?"

Gin took a deep breath: "No, it's impossible, and the killer doesn't need that."

"But don't you have a secretary, vodka."

"Vodka is a partner." Gin gritted his teeth.

"Nonsense, in addition to helping you drive, vodka is to help you light cigarettes and pour alcohol, isn't it a secretary."

Hearing what Liang Zan said, Jin Jiu was suddenly stunned.

What Liang Zan said... so it seems very reasonable? ?

Just when Jinjiu doubted his life, Ryazan moved.

In his eyes, the scene changed.

Buildings, air, sunlight, the condition of guns, the action of the target, in his eyes, became the flow of data!

The location of the aim and the timing of the shot are clearly visible!

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his fingers pressed down firmly—

boom! ! !

A shot rang out, bringing Jinjiu's thoughts back to reality.

He grabbed the binoculars and looked at the target point.

In the telescope, the target is leaning on a chair, his hands are weak, and there is a bleeding hole in the back of his head.

On the table in front, there is a large bloodstain, and you don't have to think about it, the injury on the front face is definitely more serious than the back.

He smacked his lips and lit a cigarette.

"680 yards... As expected of you, you are impartial and killed with one shot. Looking around the world, there are not many people who can compete with you."

Ryazan sighed, sat up, and reached out to remove the barrel.

"It's okay...you, and rye whiskey, are no worse than me."

Jin Jiu said coldly: "That traitor is no longer worthy of using a code name. He is the FBI, Shuichi Akai."

Saying that, he took down the cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Shuichi Akai's sniping level is indeed extremely high."

Ryazan hummed a song, took apart the sniper rifle and put it in his backpack: "Let's go."

Gin nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, he was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took out his mobile phone.

After connecting, he listened for a while and nodded.

"I understand."

After saying this, he hung up the phone and looked at Ryazan.

"What's wrong?" Liang Zan asked.

"Remember Higashino Co., Ltd., the one in Japan." Gin asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Um... Is that the Higashino who hid guns and was photographed by us at the scene of the transaction?"

"Yes." Gin nodded. "Their president has agreed to the deal. Tomorrow night, he will use [-] million yen to buy back the negatives."

"One hundred million." Liang Zan narrowed his eyes.

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