When the double black penetrates the if line

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at Bai Lan in the driver's seat with a natural expression, and suddenly felt completely speechless and tired.

Since you can get it so easily, don't talk about planning and planning, and don't even need to spend any brainpower, then...

Why on earth are so many top-notch people gathered in Italy? !

Leaving aside the organization in black, it represents Osamu Dazai, the leader of the port mafia, the devil from Russia, Bai Lan who can know the parallel world in front of them, and even a certain elementary school student who has shrunk.

Does this bring together people from all over the world who love to make trouble? !Since it is so easy to get it, why is it still so rainy?

Before, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and even worried about other forces in his sleep. Is it really necessary?

"Just by looking at Nakaya's expression, I know what you must be thinking." Dazai Osamu who was beside Nakahara Chuya glanced at him, and said in a somewhat boring tone, "It must be similar to that since it's so simple, then we Why do you have to go through so much trouble? In this way, it is useless to form an alliance with Bailan in front of you. So a slug will always be a slug."

When Bai Lan in the driver's seat heard these words, she didn't even turn her eyes and her expression didn't change at all, and continued to drive the car calmly.

Nakahara also knew that he had never been able to hide his thoughts from Osamu Dazai, and admitted frankly: "Isn't it? The situation in Italy is so complicated now, isn't [-]% of it unnecessary?"

"Besides, it's so easy to get the bazooka ten years later. Our previous worries and plans are useless at all."

"Well, you really shouldn't count on the IQ of slugs." Osamu Dazai sighed, "It is absolutely indispensable for Bailan to guide us to contact Vongola, and also to work part-time as intelligence. As for the current Italian situation……"

A dark light flashed quickly in Dazai Osamu's eyes, and he continued to say in a flat tone: "The key is not that the bazooka will be easy to get ten years later, the key is that so many people want to get it."

"But it's impossible for Vengley to have only one rocket launcher." Zhongya Nakahara said.

"That's natural." Bai Lan in the driver's seat said, "The number of bazookas in ten years' time is not the key. The key is how many enemies we will face on the way to the headquarters of the Vongola Mafia."

"But you don't have to worry about that for the time being." Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya were both sitting in the back seat. At this moment, he said with a smile, leaning towards Nakahara Nakaya, "When we set off But at five o'clock in the morning, at this point, there are not even many people on the road, and the other forces probably wouldn't have thought that we formed an alliance with Bai Lan and had already headed to the destination early."

"We should be a lot ahead of them, and if there is no accident, they probably haven't reacted by the time we reach Pengelie." Osamu Dazai approached Chuya Nakahara, from such a short distance, Nakahara Nakaya You can see the vague smile in his eyes, "So you can relax, close your eyes and sleep in the car now. When you open your eyes——"

Osamu Dazai made a boom gesture with his mouth, and said with a smile: "We have reached Vongola. And if there is no accident, we can return to the original one after we get the rocket launcher and the necessary data ten years later. The world~"

"Cut." Even though he knew that everything was under Dazai Osamu's control, Nakahara couldn't help but snorted from between his teeth.

He turned his head away: "Who is going to sleep! Do you think I am a child? Use this tone to coax me. "

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and moved a little closer, forcing Nakahara Nakaya to look at his twinkling smiling eyes again, and said slyly in a cheerful tone , "Well... Since Zhong also doesn't want to sleep alone, how about I accompany you?"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and the eyelashes that had been magnified several times in front of Nakahara Nakaya appeared long and slender, and they almost swept onto Nakahara Nakaya's eyes: "After all, the time I was in the hotel before was accidentally caught by someone. The very annoying Russian was interrupted, now in the car, it's just me and you, don't you want to—”

Osamu Dazai deliberately elongated his tone, letting his words stay in the air for a long time, showing some inexplicable desire.

His face was so close to Nakahara Chuya's, so close that their lips could stick to each other with almost a slight movement.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were once again magnified several times in front of Nakahara Nakaya. The pair of kite-colored pupils that Nakahara Nakaya always thought were extremely beautiful were no longer cold and gloomy in the past, but revealed a bit of tenderness and purity, almost It is to submerge the Central Plains in it.

It made him breathe faster, his heart beat like thunder, and he felt like he was about to drown.

"I..." Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his lips and said in an imperceptible voice.

However, before he could finish pronouncing the first word, Bai Lan in the driver's seat suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car accelerated forward violently, leaving Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakaya behind in an instant. on the back seat.

"What's the matter?" Osamu Dazai finally recovered his few balances. He sat up in the car seat, his tone was unusually cold, and his expression was very gloomy.

——Also, anyone who is interrupted twice at this time will not be so friendly in expression and tone.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his shoulder that hurt from the impact, and looked at the white-haired young man in the driver's seat: "Bai Lan, what happened?"

With one foot still on the accelerator, Bai Lan raced on the empty street at a speed that clearly exceeded the prescribed speed.

He licked his lips, with a helpless expression on his face, but his eyes couldn't help revealing a bit of excitement: "Is there any other reason? Look behind us."

Zhong Yuan looked into the rearview mirror of the car, and just a few hundred meters behind their car, another black car was speeding fast, chasing them.

"Is it another organization's car?" Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes, and looked carefully, "Porsche 356A... I saw this car in a hotel before, is it a black organization's car?"

"That's right." Bai Lan made a sharp turn, and increased the speed of the car a little more, "To be precise, it's the car of the killer named Gin Jiu, I didn't expect them to actually follow behind us. "

"Why did the organization in black follow?" Osamu Dazai glanced back again, and said bluntly, "I remember we went to check when we left the hotel, and the two people in the organization in black were fast asleep. And at four or five o'clock in the morning, it's not that easy to wake up."

"I don't know what's going on." Bai Lan shrugged, taking out his mobile phone while speeding, "Anyway, when I was halfway through the drive, I suddenly noticed the Porsche behind me. It is approaching us at an unusual speed, so I plan to try it out."

"I didn't expect that as soon as I accelerated, it really accelerated to catch up." Bai Lan swiped her finger on the phone screen a few times, multi-tasking while replying, "Then I was sure that it must be following us. "

"This car didn't make too much noise when it started. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to wake up the people who are sleeping on the second floor of the hotel." Nakahara Zhongya propped up the window with one hand and analyzed, "So it must be Some kind of external force, whatever form it took, woke up the men in black and made them immediately move to catch up with Prynne's car."

"Someone is passing information to the Black Organization." Osamu Dazai picked up Chuya Nakahara's words and continued, "And that person must have known that we got into Bailan's car through some means."

"—I am good at obtaining information, have the contact information of the black organization, and can make the killer of the black organization follow his actions immediately after waking up from sleep." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was sudden It was terribly cold like ice.

His expression was as if frozen in ice, cold and indifferent, with a terrifying coldness that he already knew the truth: "Combining these factors together, among the candidates from these forces, there is a little Check it out, that is to say, the person who notified the black organization is most likely—”

"The devil."

The voices of Osamu Dazai and Bai Lan sounded at the same time, overlapping in the carriage.

Bai Lan whistled lightly, dug out something from the phone, and said in an interesting tone: "I found it, at 4:47 in the morning, just 5 minutes after we set off, a mysterious text message It was sent to the cell phone of the guy named Vodka in the black group, and it was signed by a well-meaning Russian."

"If I'm not mistaken." Bai Lan showed a smile to Osamu Dazai who was sitting in the back seat while speeding the car, "You wanted to kiss your dear companion just now, right? It's a pity It was interrupted."

Osamu Dazai: "...Oh."

His face became even more stinky.