Chapter 282: Protecting against a lonely Ying Kongyao
Gin is in a very calm mood now.
——The organization lost a member.
——That member is a loser who relied on his old people to get to a high position by relying on his organization after being photographed at the scene of the crime but not knowing how to destroy the evidence.
After making an unsparingly harsh assessment of Pisk, the bad news and the good news offset each other, creating Gin's current calm state of mind.
However, there is also a person sitting in the back seat who can easily make people mentally unbalanced.
"Forget it Pisk, you didn't even notice that someone was secretly filming? Or..."
Gin glanced back at Belmode, suspecting that she had a conflict with Pisk.
But at this glance, he happened to see the information in Belmod's hand.
Belmod didn't take Gin's question to heart.
——As long as she doesn't go against the organization blatantly and with solid evidence, even if she works hard for the organization and is recognized by the boss, Gin doesn't have the right to kill her.
She held a cigarette in one hand and flipped through her substitute roster with the other.
While she was debating which one to choose, she suddenly heard Ginjiu's voice. She didn't continue the previous topic, but asked her:
"Turn forward."
"Huh?" Belmode raised her head and looked at the front row, confirming that Gin was talking to her.
She laughed and turned back slightly confused: "What? You are too busy at work and want to help me silence you?"
The order of arrangement of the list is almost the order of selection in her mind.
After turning over several pages, Gin never said a word. Belmode thought of something and stopped himself.
On the list that was revealed at this time, there was Xin Zhiming's information, and an ID photo was posted in the upper left corner.
Gin's cold voice sounded again: "Move forward."
Belmod felt a little nervous, but he didn't dare to be seen.
She flipped it forward and revealed the information labeled "White Rock Ritsu".
Shiraishi doesn't care.
But his address information contains the words "Maori Detective Agency".
Gin had always left Bellmode alone, so she dared to include this person who was very close to Maori Lan as a candidate.
but now……
Could it be that Mouri Kogoro made some noise that caused Gin to notice the word "Moori"?
Just as he was thinking about it, Gin suddenly reached over, took away the information, folded it, put it on the cigarette lighter and lit it.
When the flames started to rise, he shook off all the ashes into the car ashtray, lit another cigarette for himself, took a puff, bit the cigarette butt and said, "This won't work."
"Although I want to ask you why..." Belmod crossed his legs and smiled with his chin on his head, "But you don't seem to be able to say."
...No, she actually didn't want to ask at all, for fear that if she asked more, Gin would notice her Angel's office.
But even if she didn't ask, Gin would find it strange, so she had to show off her acting skills and play the role of Bermod who is indifferent to the "Maori Detective Agency".
As expected, Gin didn't answer.
On the other hand, the vodka next to it was just about to move, as if it wanted to popularize science.
But when he turned around and saw Gin's appearance, he swallowed his words again.
...A little brother may not be able to do anything else, but he must be a qualified gin reader.
This is also the way of survival that he has summed up after so many years of being around.
——As long as you are smart enough, not only will you not be shot by the big brother, but you will also have thighs to hug.
…
Shiraishi first followed the car to the Amuro Detective Agency, hid the sniper rifle and other criminal tools, and then politely left.
Toru Amuro looked like he was reading A Hundred Thousand Whys, but Shiraishi didn't want to hear his questions at all. It took a lot of brain cells to make excuses, and he was in a hurry to go home.
These people's questions... can be blocked by Hongye's fabricated reports in the future.
As a world that can create rejuvenating drugs and football boots that can knock off satellites, the technological system here is enough to explain all the abnormalities in his body.
Shiraishi switched into cat form in the bathroom, avoided the occasional police whistle at the door, and returned home with the Poké Ball.
After entering the door, he opened the summoning array first and summoned the butterfly ninja who had been away for a long time.
——Although it was quite pleasant to get along with Belmod today, Shiraishi has never forgotten that Belmode is thinking about his true identity.
If she accidentally succeeds in plotting against him, he will lose not only 249.9999 yen, but also Haibara Ai's credit points and a series of subsequent troubles.
——Belmode herself has experienced the unscientific phenomenon of "rejuvenation". From this, it can be deduced that even if her imagination is not as rich as others, it will definitely be bigger than others.
If we see Shiraishi come back from the dead... maybe after a while, the organization will have another research project.
Therefore, Shiraishi decided to minimize his time going out these days.
Even if he goes out, he only moves within 5 meters of the store - this is exactly the range of activities of the butterfly ninja.
"It looks like this." Shiraishi drew a simple drawing on the light screen and turned it over to show it to the Butterfly Ninja.
Butterfly Ninja glanced at the screen, his smile was a little stiff, and he looked a little confused if he looked closely.
Shiraishi had no choice but to add some additional descriptions: "Her eyes are green, her hair is light blond, she is very beautiful, and she has a good figure... But she is very good at disguise, and she probably won't come here in this look. If you see her, or use red leaves to
If the instrument detects that someone is disguised, you just..."
Shiraishi originally wanted to say that he saw it, so he held it down and tied it up.
But after a pause of three or four seconds, the desire for peace and the dislike of trouble temporarily took over:
"You should pay more attention. If she does something strange, try to stop her quietly. If necessary, you can ask the little girl upstairs for help." Belmode was too gentle in front of Mao Lilan, La Maoli
With the Landang Alliance, her combat effectiveness has definitely dropped sharply.
"If all methods are exhausted and she still makes up her mind to attack me..." Shiraishi's eyes lit up vaguely, "Just catch her."
"...Okay." Butterfly Ninja looked at the boss whom he hadn't seen for a while. He always felt that compared to the various previous plans, he seemed to be more looking forward to the not-so-good result in the end.
However, as a sensible, considerate and air-reading employee, looking at the row of brand-new pots on the boss's shelf, Butterfly Ninja just smiled and wrote down all his requests, without saying anything else.
With the Butterfly Ninja Town House, the safety factor is much higher.
It was getting late, and Shiraishi was ready to take a rest.
Before going to bed, when he was checking whether the windows were closed, he saw a long line of cockroaches as big as half a palm walking down the stairs. They might be too big. Their eyes reflected light, and it seemed that they were still full of cockroaches.
With tears of reluctance to leave my hometown.
Shiraishi suddenly saw goosebumps all over his body.
He ran to the door leading to the coffee shop, opened the door, and took a look outside.
Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Butterfly Ninja, an employee with his own insect repellent buff, was sitting very close to his home.
He sincerely invited: "You can go to my living room or study to rest in the evening. I added a new single bed to the study, and there are many novels in the bookshelf next to it."
"Thank you~" Butterfly Ninja didn't need to sleep. She was tinkering with something dark in front of the stove. She seemed to be in a good mood. "I'll be there while I do a few small experiments."
"..." Shiraishi looked at the unknown black smoke rising from the pot, smelled the strange smell that was gradually spreading in the store and made the range hood suffer from indigestion, and suddenly regretted his previous invitation.
But the words had already been spoken and it was difficult to take them back. He sighed silently, returned home, and lay down on the bed uneasily.