Conan's Organization No. 3

After all, Gulangong only looked like a teenager, and Brandy looked like an ordinary Japanese. The auras of the two were well hidden, so he naturally couldn't find the danger of the two.

"Hahaha..."

Looking at the long silver-haired man in the back seat with a smug smile, and the brandy driving the car, he couldn't help showing a suspicious look at Gulangong,

【How to do? 】

"Ugh!"

Gulangong let out a long sigh and asked Brandon to park the car on the side of the road. Then, he said coldly,

"come out!"

Seeing Gulangong's cold appearance, the silver long-haired man didn't care too much, but sneered, Shi Shiran got out of the car and taunted Gulangong,

"Boy, are you unconvinced and want to fight with me? I don't know how to fight, only kill people."

Gulangong watched coldly as the silver long-haired man walked in front of him, the breath on his body became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to die.

"Whoosh!"

The silver long-haired man was about to continue mocking Gulangong, but suddenly a black shadow crossed in front of him, and a huge force suddenly spread to his abdomen, overturning the sea, causing him to kneel on the ground, clutching his abdomen, Constantly inhaling cold air.

"Keng!"

Gulangong took out a needle from a box handed over by Brandy next to him.

however,

"Whoosh!"

Gulangong inserted the needle into the neck of the long-haired silver-haired man. With the injection of hypnotics, the long-haired silver-haired man finally had no strength to struggle and fell to the ground weakly, his eyes closed.

"Throw him in the trunk!"

Bai Lan nodded and walked over.

A few minutes later, the Chevrolet was galloping down the road again.

Chapter [-] Belmod

In front of the Broadway Theater.

Many well-dressed men and women entered and exited through the gate, and there were many familiar faces, such as the directors of large companies, or a famous star.

There are colorful neon lights shining in front of the gate, and the theater is even more magnificent, with first-class style and unique taste. Zhou Wei's parking lot is full of many famous brand vehicles.

It can be said that Broadway is a gathering place for the upper class in New York.

On the noisy street, a Chevrolet drove slowly from a distance and stopped on the side of the road across Broadway.

Gulangong looked coldly at the Broadway gate opposite, and then said coldly to Brandy,

"Go and find out if Belmod is in there!"

"understand!"

Bai Lan nodded, then opened the car door and walked out.

Of course, the identity of Belmod, Gulangon has already told him, the famous American actress, Sharon.

And although this is a secret in the organization, as the adult's subordinate, Brandy is naturally qualified to know Belmod's identity, even if he is only a deputy of Gulangong.

Gulangon, on the other hand, swept the door of Broadway across the street with the corner of his eyes, always paying attention to the appearance of Belmod.

If Belmore had to show up, it would definitely cause a huge uproar in the streets. After all, even in the upper class of the United States, Sharon could be regarded as a woman of high status.

"Keng!"

Gulangong took out his pistol from his clothes and glanced at it. The dark gun body was shiny, and it exuded a faint smell of gunpowder. There were also a few slight scratches on the muzzle.

This is the most comfortable gun he has used, and the one he has used the longest, the Italian Beretta 92F pistol.

The gun has a total length of 217 mm and fires 9 mm Parabellum projectiles. The empty gun weighs 0.96 kg, has a muzzle velocity of 333.7 m/s and an effective range of 50 meters.

It can be said that with his eyes closed, Gulangon can accurately say how many bullets are in it. This is the experience accumulated by using it for a long time, and it is also the proof of his experience in hundreds of battles.

Suddenly, with a rhythmic siren sound, a police car chased a silver sedan parked on the side of the road in front of Broadway. A policeman walked down and came to the car of the silver sedan.

And sitting in the silver car, Gulangong's gray eyes looked into the silver car, his pupils shrank slightly, it turned out to be Kudo Yukiko, as well as Shinichi and Xiaolan.

Judging from the way Yukiko was talking to the police officer, Gulangong had probably understood what happened to them. In short, Yukiko was caught racing a car.

However, not far away, another middle-aged bald-headed man in a gray coat with a fat figure appeared in the corner of Gulangong's eyes.

And the moment he entered the corner of Gulangong's eyes, Gulangong immediately looked at him, frowning slightly, this familiar aura,

He is also in the organization! ! !

Moreover, Gulangong instantly controlled his sight, without any emotion, very flat, calm, like a calm sea.

At the same time, the bald-headed middle-aged man who was walking towards the silver car frowned indistinctly, and looked at the situation around him casually.

Fortunately, Gulangong concealed it quickly, and the bald middle-aged man didn't notice anything abnormal, so he felt relieved and continued to walk towards the silver car.

[The sight just now, the person in the organization?It must be an illusion! 】

Immediately, the bald middle-aged man walked up to the policeman, said something to him, and the policeman left.