Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the dark space, the darkness was like nothingness, revealing a bone-chilling coldness, as if someone was turning on the air conditioner.

Let's turn on the searchlight and zoom in. Look, in the darkness there is a man wearing a black jacket with a hood, with dark hair covering his gloomy face. He stands there like an ice sculpture, holding a sword in his hand, exuding coldness.

Let's take a closer look at what he is like...

Swish, swish, swish—the screen was chopped to pieces.

Sanhuajiu retracted his sword and smacked his lips, "You broke through the dimensional wall again, didn't you? You're crazy..."

. . . Uh, the little author who came to play a minor role with a camera smiled awkwardly, ran away, and went back to update and not play anymore. .

Ahem, okay, let's be serious. Sanhuajiu in the darkness seemed to be waiting for something. At this moment, in front of him, a huge screen lit up, and the phantom blue technological light instantly illuminated the entire space.

Countless computer screens flashed lines of strange characters, as well as scans and monitoring to ensure that nothing went wrong.

This is the organization's network grouping base and the only place in the Japanese region that can truly connect to the decision-making group headquarters.

In front of Sanhuajiu, the digital code in the center of the huge screen formed a crow, like the desperate and silent black.

There are six small blue screens on the side of the Karasuma family's emblem, each representing a person, and a capital number is also marked on it.

The decision-making group officially debuts today.

"Greetings to the six distinguished members of the decision-making group." Sanhuajiu raised his hands, bowed his head respectfully, and his voice still retained that low, dark tone.

Chief: [Sanhuajiu, how have you completed the task I assigned to you? Please report to me in person now.]

"Yes, boss." Sanhuajiu naturally did not dare to show a rebellious look, because the person who spoke first in front of him was the actual leader of the organization in the true sense.

Leader of the decision-making group!

"Sanhua Liquor has been in Japan for half a month and has officially begun to move forward according to my plan. No one has really discovered my identity yet."

Second seat: [We asked you to come to Japan to investigate the undercover agents who have infiltrated the senior members and to find out the damn rat. Tell me which one you have found? ]

Sanhua Jiu hesitated a bit, and really couldn't say anything, "In the past half month... just, uh... checked one, the intelligence team responded and confirmed that it was normal."

Wu Xi: [You only checked one in half a month? What the hell are you doing?! I've given you all the information about all the senior members in the Japanese region, why are you still checking so slowly? Give me an explanation! !]

Lu Xi: [Okay, okay, don't be so angry all the time. Everyone can see the power of Sanhua Liquor. I naturally understand that there must be a reason.]

"Lord Lu Xi still understands me, so of course." Sanhuajiu raised the corners of his mouth coldly, his eyes flashing with an elusive dark halo.

Third Seat: [Oh, you are still so confident. Your audacious plan may really work. We will be relieved. Of course, don't kill yourself.]

"I have made sufficient preparations for that day." Sanhuajiu waved his hand and smiled contemptuously at the people in the world who did not understand the real situation at all.

"As for me being killed by my own tricks? Hahaha, impossible. In this world, except for you gentlemen, no one can escape my calculations, no one."

Chief: [Humph, self-righteous. ]

Sanhuajiu: "That is also the confidence of a smart person, because we are the final winners after all, right, boss?"

Chief: [Heh, just like your master, only those with ability have the right to be arrogant, hehe, isn’t it the same for us~]

Si Xi: [Okay, let's get back to business. Xiang is fine, very good. In that case, there is an important mission next that requires his protection, so we don't need to be wary of him.]

"Mission? Oh, those sacrifices are enough, right?" Sanhuajiu touched his chin and glanced sinisterly at the surveillance of various bases in the Japanese area monitored from the network group base.

In the training camp at Base 6, Chianti and Cohen are practicing sniping; in Base 3, the part-time worker Bourbon is getting off work and preparing to work as a waiter.

The most core part is at Base No. 4, where Taketsuru was conducting human experiments. It seemed that he had failed again and shook his head. Taketsuru asked people to put the body into a special bag and transport it away.

"Oh, boss, when can we start the final plan? And how will the dream we have been looking for appear? Is it a prophecy? A virtual game? Or the virus that destroys the world~" Sanhuajiu looked at the big screen jokingly.

Chief: [You are a guy without emotions. You can only act, right? Hum, this is not something you should know.]

Lu Xi: [At least we can tell that the real dream is what the sage proved a thousand years ago, and naturally it also needs the top secret that the black magic family kept strictly as an introduction.]

"Isn't it just cursed blood? It's like I don't know~" Sanhuajiu shrugged, "After all, the spring water on Mermaid Island has become a living example."

"What? We still need it?"

Lu Xi: [Of course we need it. Cursed blood is just a prerequisite. We have our own plans.]

"Well, as a small senior member, I will not interfere in the decision-making of the bosses. Sanhuajiu will obey all their orders." Sanhuajiu acted indifferent and bowed again.

Sanhuajiu grinned wickedly, "But speaking of which, Boss, Hennessy seems to have disobeyed orders and gone to look for the secret again. He seems to have known the source of the spring water."

Chief: [Oh, when did it happen? ]

"Just two days ago, I went on an expedition to Moriyama in Gunma Prefecture with a few pawns, and we found a mansion. But this guy pretended to be taken away by the agency and went to find the secret of the mansion alone. Who would have thought that this mansion was left behind by the survivors of Mermaid Island?"

Er Xi: [Hennessy, you are becoming more and more disobedient. Don't think you can act as you please just because you have the boss's trust.]

Third Seat: [But he is still under our control. Besides, he is the grandson of Master Ryuuzaki after all, so he will not harm the organization.]

Second seat: [I don’t think so.]

Obviously, the Second Chairman is very disgusted with people who are not controlled by the organization. This is also the perception of the decision-making group. Because in such a huge organization spanning the whole world, once there are people who do not obey the instructions of the top level, the entire process of the organization will be in trouble.

Once a thing with its own thinking appears in a group, if it does not obey the group and its will, it is like a cancer cell.

The final outcome is either the collapse of the group or its demise.

Si Xi: [Forget it, let’s not worry about Hennessy’s matter for now. Let’s talk about you. You didn’t just investigate Xiang in the past half month, did you? ]

Sanhuajiu chuckled, "Of course not. I can also confirm that Hennessy and Rum are not undercover agents."

Wu Xi: [Nonsense! They are the only two senior members who know the location of our headquarters. If they were undercover, the organization would have been destroyed by that most terrifying silver bullet long ago! ! ]

"Haha, that's all I know anyway..." Sanhuajiu shifted his gaze guiltily. Oh no, this guy has no heart, so it's all fake.

Sneer, or sarcasm, haha, this guy is always like this, unpredictable, no one can really understand the real him.

Because he was fake from beginning to end!

Third seat: [You are a high school student. You came to Japan because you can use the winter vacation as an excuse to hide your situation in China. After all, those MSS in China are ruthless and will not let you go.]

[So now your winter vacation time is running out, and there are so many people here, you'd better speed up. You are our trump card, so you can't expose your identity so early.]

Wu Xi: [Haha, if he reveals his identity, I'm afraid that those who are close to him and those in China will be scared and doubt themselves. Haha, I'm actually looking forward to it.]

Lu Xi: [Those who want to accomplish great things should think long-term and not lose sight of the greater good just because of a small gain.]

Wu Xi: [Tsk, got it.]

San Xi: [Sanhuajiu, you are the leader of the intelligence team in China and are also recognized as the second smartest person in China. There is less than half a month left, so the remaining people should speed up.]

Chief: [Don't let us down. ]

"Don't worry, boss. The next one is Gin. Everything is under my control." A strange black light flashed across Sanhuajiu's dark eyes that could be seen between his hair.

It was as if a meteor heralding a disaster was about to slide across Tokyo, and someone was about to stretch out his devilish claws from the shadows.

Follow me like a shadow!

……

At base No. 6, Chianti and Cohen were having a great time shooting with a snipe.

Today's practice target is their old friend, US presidential candidate Kevin Brown.

Oh, when can we let the King of Understanding come on stage, hehe, smirk JPG. .

"600 yards, passed." Chianti looked at his result with satisfaction. He must compete with Cohen this time.

Cohen had a blank expression on his face, but he was naturally dissatisfied in his heart, "650 yards, Kevin Brown had to die four times."

Fictional character Kevin Brown: Enough of living and dying, I might as well be free.

Bang! Missed.

Tsk, what kind of sound effects are these?

"Hahaha, looks like I won~" Chianti was full of confidence, and then, too confident.

I missed... They are truly the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix combination.

"It looks like 600 yards is the limit." Gin and Vodka, who were watching from the side, also silently memorized their current results.

"600 yards, just average." Gin snorted coldly and turned away.

Vodka: "Brother, 600 yards is not bad. Not everyone can hit over 1000 yards like you. I remember that little guy Fu Huashi only hit about 500 yards."

Gin said coldly, with a hint of regret: "Humph, it just happens that the traitor Akai Shuichi can do it."

Alas, why are all the high-end talents in the organization undercover? Rye is, Ruiboye is, and Scotland is too, huh.

There might be quite a few more of them, bastards, I will kill you all sooner or later!

(At the same time, Bourbon and Kiel sneezed at the same time for no apparent reason.)

"Hey, Chianti, Cohen, you better try harder and don't let big brother down." The lackey Vodka turned to the two of them and shouted harshly.

Retreat to advance, what a reverse consolation.

Chianti chuckled, "I know about Vodka, there's no need for you to say anything more."

Cohen: "Our goal is to become an ace like Mr. Macallan, so we will never stop."

(Macallan deliberately retains the traditional brewing method and uses the various principles of the aging process of sherry barrels to become a representative whisky with the aroma of sherry. It has the reputation of "Rolls-Royce in single malt whisky")

"McAllen, the leader of the sniper group in the European region? He is the only top expert in the organization who can shoot beyond 1500 yards. I admire him too." Vodka's demeanor changed, and he started chatting with Crouching Dragon and Phoenix in a naive manner.

Chianti: "Is that right? Lord Macallan is really amazing. He is the best fighter in the organization."

Cohen nodded and said calmly, "Well, it's better than Gin."

Vodka: "I heard that all his assassination targets were shot in the head without him even seeing them. He's so awesome."

Cohen: "But I heard that he failed many times in Europe in his attempts to assassinate the Silver Bullet."

Chianti: "Anyway, if I have a chance to travel to Europe in the future, I will definitely help Mr. Macallan kill that abominable guy."

Cohen: “Plus one.”

"Add...eh..." Vodka was about to say something in high spirits when suddenly a chill came from behind him.

Vodka's expression froze, and he turned around and saw Gin, who had already turned on the black air conditioner. The silver-white hair had a gloomy back.

"Vodka..." Gin stared at Vodka with his dark green eyes full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Gurgle..." Vodka was so scared that he dared not breathe. Damn it, he said too much.

"Macallan, huh? Just don't become that loser." Gin put his hands in his pockets, his voice as cold as ice. He said so, but...

I seemed to see a signboard with 1500 yards > 1000 yards written on it above Gin's head, and the triangle at the end was stuck on Gin's body/crossed out.

Hehe, laughing JPG~

Gin glanced at them gloomily and said coldly: "Chianti, Cohen, work."