[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

"In the end, let them go."

Lying on the wooden floor under the porch, Tsukimi sighed softly.

"It's them, but in fact there are only Hasebe and Yaoken. I, an old man, am completely useless, hahaha!"

Is it really okay to talk so happily about such things as being useless?

but……

"No way, Sanriyue looks too conspicuous."

Even with the Disguise Technique, the temperament is too special to be fooled at all.

San Riyue held the tea and laughed for a while, couldn't help reaching out and stroking the boy's hair on the corridor: "However, grandpa can still do some work at home."

"Speaking of which, where is Mr. Gin?"

"Shuiwu Liannai was arrested, he went to hunt for people."

Yue Jian said something that no one believed, "It's really surprising that she was put in charge of the assassination mission, but she was sent in."

If it hadn't been confirmed that what happened on the road was indeed an accident, he probably thought that the other party was eager to exchange information with the red party.

Speaking of it, the FBI and the CIA don't deal with it, isn't it traditional art?

Yue Jian, who follows up in real time through the surveillance cameras installed in the hospital every day, is actually quite puzzled.

"Because the organization is too arrogant."

Sanriyue drank tea and told the truth.

Yue Jian covered her forehead and burst out laughing: "No way, who doesn't want to live forever?"

In fact, he quite understands why even though the organization has been infiltrated into a sieve, it is still deeply feared by Shuichi Akai and others.

"As long as Belmode, a genuine example of longevity, is still alive, the organization cannot really die."

Property rights can be changed, property can be consumed, and even science and technology may stop, but only human desires will not stop, Yuejian will not doubt it.

It is the same reason why the core members of the organization have so much confidence in the organization.

There is the same reason why Belmode is so bored.

She didn't want to live under the spotlight for a long time, like a beautiful doll that was carefully displayed, and was stared at by those chaebols and group people with that kind of eyes.

Belmode retired, but this did not actually improve her situation.

In the eyes of that old man Karasuma Renye, it was just her willfulness.

Even though Renya Karasuma is dead now...

Must be dead, right?

The beautiful blond woman leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a cigarette in her hand, and quietly exhaled a smoke ring.

The reflection of the lights in the city is a scene she is used to seeing.

Every time I look at it, it can make her feel calm.

But unfortunately, the letters from the 'BOSS' mailbox are still appearing continuously, bringing different tasks.

Most of the time, it was the intelligence search she was used to.

Occasionally, there are strange orders.

For example, teaching two people to learn the disguise technique.

When she received such a task, she knew that the new boss, or Gin, would not treat her as indulgently as Renye Karasuma sometimes did—even if it was just a beautiful collection.

The irony is that now that she inadvertently glimpsed that secret, the task from that mailbox gave her a sense of security that nothing happened and everything would continue as before.

However, she still had a strange sense of unease.

"Still thinking about your silver bullet?"

The man's condensed voice sounded, and the familiar voice made the smoke at Belmode's fingertips tremble, and then stabilized.

"Ah, I've always wanted to return that bullet to Shuichi Akai."

What Belmode said was that a few years ago, she disguised herself as an American silver-haired murderer to hunt down Shuichi Akai, but in the end she was put on a par.

It was also that time that she met an angel.

"Ah."

The man's sneer sound made Belmode feel ominous.

She forcefully asked back: "Don't make it seem like you don't care about Akai Shuichi, didn't you always want to kill that traitor, Gin?"

"I will not let any of the traitors of the organization go."

The silver-haired man came out of the shadows. She didn't know if it was Belmode's illusion. She always felt that there seemed to be a red light in his eyes.

She blamed it on herself.

The core members of the organization all know that Qin Jiu is a handsome guy with silver hair and green eyes - if anyone dares to stare at that murderous look and appreciate his face.

"Shuichi Akai? Of course someone will deal with him."

It just so happened that he could still watch a good show of the FBI and CIA killing each other.

as well as……

With a snap, he turned on the metal lighter and lit a cigarette.

"Since when did I say Akai Shuichi?"

Belmode really shrank his pupils in fear this time, and thanked her for not turning on the light for the sake of the silence, otherwise, if Gin Jiu saw it, there would really be no room for excuse.

She was silent for a while, and then she was surprised: "A character like Shuichi Akai appeared again, what does the boss say?"

"Speaking of which, he and BOSS are still acquaintances. His name is Kudo Shinichi. You know him too, don't you, Belmode."

The gin seemed to be smiling but not smiling, flicked his fingertips slightly, and the ash fell, all falling on the expensive carpet without hesitation.

However, Belmode is no longer in the mood to feel sorry for the long hand-woven blanket.

She doesn't know what she looks like now, but it must be ugly.

Just like Gin once mentioned with a sneer, when those traitors were exposed, the taste of fear was so strong that it was choking, but they still ridiculously thought they were calm.

"That high school student detective, isn't he dead?"

Belmode heard his own voice sounding in the silent night, so it was ridiculous if it was ridiculous, what if, she said, what if it happened, the gin was just a trick to her?

Even if reason tells her that there is no news related to Kudo Shinichi during this period, and without evidence, it is impossible for Gin to suddenly come out and say such a clear statement, she still has to take a gamble.

"It's ugly, Belmode."

Sure enough, Qin Jiu sneered, "I just care about that kid so much, oh yes, his name is now Edogawa Conan, and he lives in my childhood sweetheart's house, Mao Lilan, that girl's name is right?"

"Don't touch her!"

The glamorous female star finally panicked, "She, only she is innocent, Angel doesn't know anything."

"Angel?"

Gin Jiu stretched out his voice, spit out this word that had nothing to do with him, and said in an indescribable indifference, "I see, that's why you did everything possible to protect her, no, it was them, and for this reason, you did not hesitate to hide it from the organization." Important information."

"Boss isn't interested in the original experiment at all, is he?" Otherwise, she wouldn't be allowed to cooperate and move all the experiments related to longevity to Rum's name.

"That's not why you can betray the organization."

"It's just Renye Karasuma." Belmode never thought that the name of that gentleman would spit out of his mouth so easily today, "Boss words, boss words..."

It wasn't until then that Belmode remembered that Tsukimi and Kudo Shinichi had met a few times, but they didn't have much intersection.

Usami Tsukimi is a soft person, but can this softness really motivate him to let go of Kudo and the others?Or, would a truly gentle person make the decision to accept a transnational criminal organization?

Until now, the opponent's decision-making has been correct and decisive. Is this softness?

"Can't tell?"

Yuejian is the little ghost he taught, and he was protected too well before, he admitted.But this does not mean that there is any defect in the opponent's ability.

It's just that sometimes, it's true that it's too soft for the identified family members.

Forget it, anyway, this is not a weakness.

Belmode: "At least, Angel and Lan don't know anything. Organizations can also let ignorant ordinary people go, can't they?"

Stuffing out the cigarette in his hand, Gin Jiu didn't bother to appreciate the woman's ugliness.Belmode thought he couldn't see it, but in fact, the darkness was clearer to him than the day.

"Do you know what BOSS said, about the two people you care about?"

Belmode looked up, his eyes terrified.

"A clumsy detective who thought he had fooled Qingmei's family, and a silly girl who knew everything but was willing to be deceived."

The actress' eyes widened suddenly.

……what?

That child, Angel, did she know everything?

"Don't worry, Boss is indeed not interested in ordinary people."

Qin Jiu looked at the woman with hopeful eyes, and snorted, "You really treat them with deep affection."

The tone of the last four words is extremely ironic.

Belmode was silent for a while, and said: "I used to think that it is impossible for you alone to have such a thing as love."

Now that I think about it, it's really ironic.

I don't know if Karasuma Renye is still cursing her former self in the underworld, thinking that she can train wolves into dogs, so she can be safely included in the organization.

"But since you were able to hide the current BOSS from everyone, and now you have taken the organization for him."

Having said that, even Belmode, who was still immersed in fear, couldn't help but sneer.

"You should understand that for that ray of light, you will give everything you have to feel."

"Get the organization? No, you made a mistake. The brat became the BOSS purely because of his sense of responsibility. Personally, it doesn't matter what decision he makes."

It doesn't matter even if the organization collapses and half of the world falls into a bloody storm.

If it was before, he still had a stable order and gave the little ghost a vision of a world of peace and drizzle.After becoming the devil of America, he didn't think much of it.

Bringing death was his job, and chaos was an inevitable by-product of the process.

The little ghosts also began to transform, and the human world no longer meant much to them.

"...responsibility?"

"I don't want to repeat the same sentence again."

Gin stretched out his hand, and his transparent nails were gradually stained an ominous black, "Alright Belmode, you've lived too long, and it's almost time to return to hell."

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