Conan's Organization No. 3

"When will your affairs in America be settled?"

Gulangong looked at Shirley coldly and asked in a low voice.

Shirley looked at Gulangong's silver hair, and a complex color flashed in her eyes. Although it was fleeting, she was discovered by the sharp-eyed Gulangong.

However, he didn't think much about it.

Shirley pondered for a while, and answered in a low voice,

"It will take at least half a month. After all, there are many projects here that I need to deal with."

After saying this, Xue Li couldn't help but raised her head and looked at Gulangong's silver hair that couldn't be covered by the black hat. A trace of sympathy flashed in her heart, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After all, she is not the same as she was a year ago. After all, she has seen such experiments several times. It is estimated that she led the experiments of returning to China, so it is not surprising.

Gulangong retracted his gaze from Shirley, glanced at the woman in the Chevrolet next to him, and said coldly,

"Give you a week! After a week, you must go back to Japan!"

Xue Li's face changed, and she hurriedly wanted to refute, but Gulangong just glanced at her lightly, all the murderous aura accumulated over the years was poured into her body,

Immediately, a few cold sweats broke out on Xue Li's head.

It's not that she hasn't felt the murderous aura of other people in the organization, such as gin and bourbon, all of which are very dangerous, giving a feeling of deep darkness, which is also the characteristic of almost everyone in the organization.

However, Gulangon gave him a different feeling. Although it was also dangerous, it also had a dark aura, but the two qualities of coldness and indifference occupied the main position of the aura emanating from Gulangong.

It can be said that the breath of Gulangong, although there are not as many murderers as Gin and others, but it is enough to make Xue Li stay in place, not daring to move, as if standing under the cold winter, her body is frozen, her consciousness is frozen. There is also a bit of ambiguity.

Belmore, who had just hung up the phone, felt the aura emanating from Gulangong, and his pretty face changed slightly. He hurriedly leaned over to the car window and saw Gulangong staring coldly at Shirley.

This breath, icy cold, is really passed down from generation to generation.

However, it is a little less brutal and dark.

Belmore couldn't help but think in his heart, and immediately came back to his senses, hurried out of the car, and scolded Gulangong in a cold voice,

"Gurangon, what are you doing?"

Although she also hates, even hates Shirley, but he can't let Shirley have a trace of damage, this is what Mr. and the two adults mean.

Otherwise, it would be strange if Shirley lived to this day.

Thinking of this, Belmod's voice turned cold, causing Gulangon to take back his breath.

Gulangong glanced at Belmod lightly, withdrew his breath, and said coldly to Xue Li,

"I only give you one week, whether you are ready or not, you must return to Japan."

Speaking of this, Gulangong paused for a while, and continued to speak to Shirley and Belmod next to him, and said coldly,

"This is what your lord means. Also, when Piske is in charge of your experimental project, remember to tell him in advance and let him prepare."

After hearing the "adult" from Gulangong's mouth, Shirley, who had a pale face, was shocked, knowing that this matter has been decided and will not be changed at all.

Although she is a researcher, she has also heard at the base this year that the organization has an internal member in Japan, called Gulangong. Although she has just joined the organization for a year, she is favored by the adult in the organization. was selected as a subordinate.

Originally, she didn't know who Gulangong was, but she also knew who "the lord" was, although she knew his code name and status.

"That lord", codenamed Maotai, the people in the organization guessed that he should be Chinese, but they didn't know anything about him. They only knew that he was cultivated by Boss himself, and his status was equivalent to the number three in the entire organization.

No. [-] is naturally "Boss", and can also be referred to as "that gentleman"; No. [-] is "Rum", the veteran of the organization; as for No. [-], it is a sudden emergence. A few years ago, a group of old-age and old-age sellers in the organization were bloodbathed. The elders, the brutality of their methods, is shocking.

Although No. [-], the grown-up "Maotai", has only appeared in the organization for a short time, the few shots he made, without exception, were all generous and ruthless, and even that gin couldn't compare.

Moreover, in addition to listening to Boss, Jin Jiu only listens to No. [-] "Maotai". You must know that No. [-] "Rum" is not qualified to directly order Jin Jiu.

After all, Gin is the spokesperson for Boss in the organization.

Therefore, Shirley, not even Belmod, said nothing after Gulangon said "that lord".

"Okay, Shirley, go back and get ready, and return to Japan in a week!"

After saying this, Gulangong winked at Brandy who was on guard, and the two immediately returned to the car.

Later, Belmod and Shirley also sat up, and Chevrolet finally left Central Park.

Chapter [-] Tokyo Concert

Two years later, Tokyo, Japan.

The sky in Tokyo is extraordinarily face-saving tonight. The sky is clear and cloudless. The breeze blows, blowing away the dryness of summer, with a hint of coolness, refreshing, especially cool and comfortable.

In the Tokyo Stadium, people kept pouring into the interior, and all kinds of loud noises rushed straight to the sky, as if they were about to break through the sky.

In front of the ticket gate at the entrance, it was even darker, and there were crowds of people preparing to enter.There were more than a dozen police cars outside the long queue, and many police officers, accompanied by on-site staff, maintained the order of entering the stadium.

However, there is no doubt that the most attractive scene in front of us is this piece of [-] people who are queuing up to enter the venue.

Just standing there, they can't help but feel intimidating. The grandeur of the aura and the hustle and bustle of the aura are extremely rare.

They were holding all kinds of things in their hands, but their faces were invariably happy, excited and excited. No one had the impatient look on their faces of waiting for the team. Moreover, the atmosphere at the scene was very good, although Chatting, everyone was talking, but no place was crowded or agitated, which made people sigh with emotion when they saw it.

A man with a moustache glanced at the gym in front of him and said impatiently, "Really, what's so good about that kid's concert, it's better than watching Miss Yoko's TV series at home."

"Dad." The long-haired girl next to him said helplessly, reminding the mustache man to pay attention to the surrounding environment when you speak.

Only then did the bearded man notice the surrounding environment. All the men and women around him glared at him, which made the bearded man suddenly feel countless laser rays attacking him, so he hurriedly changed his words with a smile,