Self-cultivation of fake wine

The hunt for the Black Organization was completed by March of the following year.

All members of the organization were arrested—except Belmode.

It's very simple, Herbal Salt set up a witness protection for her, and after giving atx4869 the antidote, he sent Belmode, who had recovered her witch's ability, to Academy City.

Aleister is very welcome! ! !

Belmode don't beat my wife!

After confirming the successful conclusion of the prohibition campaign, the Metropolitan Police Department cooperated with the FBI and the high school student detectives who helped a lot in this operation held a low-key reception—of course, including Kudo Shinichi who got the antidote of time .

Hui Yuanai didn't go.

She didn't take the antidote and planned to start over with a new identity.The arrest of the Black Organization just allowed her to take a breather and no longer live in a dark corner that the organization could not see. She could have a new life—one that had nothing to do with the Black Organization or atx4869.

At this time, she was looking at the stars on the roof of the doctor's house, and then took out her mobile phone to call the hero behind the operation.

"I didn't expect you to be a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, Herbal Salt." Lifa Luoli teased slightly, "This operation has gained a lot, have you been promoted?"

"If you go any further, you'll be a police officer." The man chuckled on the other end of the phone, "Of course it's not that easy."

"I really can endure the rules and regulations of these systems."

Not very patient either.

The reason why the voice of the heart is the voice of the heart is that it will not be spoken, and of course men will not speak directly.

Recently, the Suzuki chaebol decided to donate 30 billion to Academy City for scientific research and development...

The voice of the host of a certain column was heard on the big screen passing by, followed by Suzuki Jiro Katsushi’s very expressive local tyrant laugh, “Of course, in order to get the special cage for arresting Kidd… just wait and see !"

herbal salt...

Hui Yuanai on the other end of the phone...

"You haven't arrived at the celebration banquet yet? Dr. Ali left an hour ago."

"People like me don't need to go." The man didn't intend to explain too much, "If there is nothing else, I will hang up? There is no need to have anything to do with me in the rest of my life, Hui Yuan."

"..." The chestnut-haired Lolita on the other end of the phone froze for a moment, as if she understood something, but she was still confused.

"Then, I wish you the best of luck, Dr. Herb."

"Goodbye, Huiyuan."

"Goodbye."

Herbal Salt hung up the phone.

He is somewhat patient with those whose favorability is not negative.

But it doesn't stop there.

One thing to say, one new task... He is very satisfied.

-

Under the night, a black sports car came to the gate of the port mafia area, swiped the license plate unimpededly, and entered the boundary of the five buildings.

Until the car skillfully drove into the parking shed belonging to the cadres, the guards were still bowing respectfully.

As long as it is the person in charge of looking at the garage, who would not know the car of the Central Plains cadre!

Then, a black-haired man with a height of 1.8 meters five stepped out of the car, and he could tell by his size that he was definitely not a Central Plains cadre!

"I'm the new driver of the Zhongye cadre, my surname is Caoben." The man warmly greeted the armed guards watching the garage, "Good evening brothers, thank you for your hard work!"

The guards looked at this operation suspiciously, and skillfully lifted the wooden bin in their hands.

The man froze for a moment, "This is?"

"Routine inspection." The voice of the armed guard was very cold, "If you are here to pick up Mr. Chuya, please don't run around there."

Herb Salt "...well."

The guards gave each other a look, and immediately some ran away.

The black-haired young man glanced at where the guard was going, chuckled lightly and said nothing.

Anyway, the vigilance of this organization is pretty good now.

-

The past few months have not been very stable for Zhong Ye.

The fact that an international criminal organization codenamed wine was hunted down caused a lot of noise in the underground all over the world. Many people were looking forward to the end of this good show, and what finally came was... Bai Dao, who everyone was at risk for. Harvest!

The news in the other world suddenly became tense - because these plainclothes criminal policemen also arrested many other criminals while performing their official duties.

Most legal citizens in the world have expressed their approval of this big tax clearance activity, the social credibility of the law has once again been consolidated and improved, and international cooperation has also brought about a short-lived friendship between law enforcement agencies.

But those have nothing to do with China.

He can only confirm that his dog is doing well through daily contact, but it seems that he is meeting every day to make decisions...

What meeting?To protect the Black Organization's Living Conference?

Zhong didn't understand why the black organization was... finished under the leadership of his own man.

This is impossible!

The only thing that can be reassuring is that until the end, there is no photo of his own dog on the pending list that was announced.

Could it be that he was saved as a special technician?

In short, I haven't asked carefully before, if I have time later...

Zhong also sat in his office, holding the large white dove pillow in his arms anxiously, as if it was a... melancholy dove holder.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door.

The startled Chuya Maomao threw the pigeon pillow by gravity onto the sofa not far away!Holding a pen in his hand, pretending to be interrupted while reading the document very seriously, he cleared his throat, "Come in."

"Report, Lord Zhongyuan, your driver is already waiting in the garage with your XXX."

Chuya frowned, "I didn't call the driver!"

Looking at his subordinates, Zhong also immediately understood the seriousness of the problem!

Someone sneaked into their own home and stole their own car to organize!

Or, another possibility is——!

Zhong Ye eagerly grabbed his subordinate's collar, his eyes widened, "What does that driver look like?!"

"According to the garage guard, it's a tall, dark-haired man in a suit..."

Brunette, suit, tall.

All of them meet the conditions of their own dogs, but they also meet the conditions of too many people.

Zhong Ye let go of his subordinate's collar, resisting the irrational impulse to jump off the building directly to have a look, and grinded his back molars.

"Come on, go down and have a look."

"Yes, Master Chuya! Do you need to bring a few more people!"

"Huh? It's just catching a car thief." Zhong also snorted, "Maybe it's a bastard who stole other things..."

"what?"

"Nothing, just follow!"

It is easy to think of Kidd, the recently famous international thief, who described gems as being stolen and exchanged, and the sincerity will never return.

What a dog... a domestic thief.

……Pooh!

Then, when he saw the man leaning on the car and waving to him with a smile, Chuya's mind went blank.

"You bastard!!!"

Under the watchful eyes of all the armed personnel on the night shift in the garage, their gravity caused the cadre to rush out like a shell, and smashed straight into the arms of the man with a smile on his face and spread his arms, sending out a sound of heavy chest pain. There was a huge pain from the bang!

——It really hurts to hear!Really won't die!

However, not only did the black-haired man not die, he hugged his cat, coaxed him, and kissed him happily under the dim light.

Watching the armed men...

Is this night shift worthwhile or dangerous? ? ?

"Long time no see, my dear." The man coaxed the cat and coaxed the cat, and he felt wronged. "Is your organization still recruiting? Can we have a workplace romance?"

China also...

After calming down, Mao Mao was startled, and broke free from the man's embrace and glared at the subordinates behind him!

The onlookers silently put down the wooden warehouse and looked away.

Zhong also turned his head and continued to stare at his dog, "Why did you come to the organization!"

The man looked innocent, "Are you applying for a job in the port mafia? Responsible for warming your bed for Zhongye cadres? The kind that will keep you warm for a lifetime?"

Onlookers... Should our ears be pricked up or cut off?

Chuya Maomao was very stubborn and spurned it!

"Huh? Do you think you can join the organization just by warming my bed!"

Everyone deserves to be Master Chuya!Upright!But is it really related to warming the bed?Mr. Ryan, you died so badly! ! !

"If you warm my bed, you can only be a direct subordinate and serve me tea and water!"

people...

The black-haired man laughed, and wrapped his cat into his arms again. Under the cover of the night, they exchanged a passionate, deep and long kiss.

The people who were forced to listen to the sound of water stains and gradually increasing breathing...

Why on earth are they standing here!

Obviously it's the garage!They should be under the car!

"Is Chuuya feeling sorry for me?"

"... Humph." Zhong also took out the car keys from the man's pocket, licked the corner of his lips, opened the car door and stuffed the man in, "Drive! If you want to be a driver so much, I'll be you! Go home if you have something to do Say it again!"

Then he glared fiercely at the onlookers who were pretending to be dead, "Forget about everything that happened tonight!"

The man in the driver's seat chuckled, "Anyway, there will be more times in the future."

Knowing from this sentence that the man will never leave again, Mao Mao raised the corners of her lips happily, but still snorted heavily impatiently, "You're the one who talks too much! Shut up! I'll see how I teach you when I go back! "

"Wow, it's so scary—"

After the door of the passenger's seat was also closed, the black sports car rode away in a hurry, leaving behind the miserable passers-by who were forced to eat a mouthful of dangerous dog food and trembled holding the wooden warehouse.

this fucking...

Why are the Central Plains cadres so silly and sweet when they fall in love?

Does it really matter?

Are they unable to see the morning sun tomorrow? ? ?

Zhong also only felt that he might never see the morning sun the next day.

Or, will you be able to fall asleep after seeing the rising sun?

Anyway-

"You won't leave again, will you?" Mao Mao asked anxiously in the passenger seat.

"Of course." The man took advantage of the red light and leaned over to kiss the corner of Mao Mao's lips, "My organization has gone bankrupt, so joining the port mafia is not considered an undercover agent, right?"

China also...

Zhong also hissed in horror.

"You guy..." Could it be that he gave the entire organization to the police in order to leave the organization?

Isn't it too scary to be rebellious in this fucking den? ? ?

"Huh?" The man looked innocent.

China also...

Fuck, I still take the time to talk to Mr. Sen about this situation.

Looking back, this guy wants to resign... absolutely can't stop him!

In order to resign so let the organization disappear or something...

As expected of his own dog man, ruthless enough! ! !

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