Red and black camp simulation game

Mr. Police Officer's mobile phone will not store Belmode's contact information, but a few years ago when he used the mobile phone of the traitor from the Metropolitan Police Department to send messages to the other party, he wrote down the string of numbers by the way, out of trust in this ability With the ability to create a mobile phone, he directly used a special encrypted address to send an email in a familiar tone after leaving the emergency exit to the hospital parking lot.

[from: Cherry Brandy

Vermouth, come pick me up from Kuwado Central Hospital. ]

The email address that was sent was copied from the information database of the police that month ago, and it used to belong to Cherry Brandy.

Belmode and he both knew that the woman had been dead for eight years, so even if it was just to find out who took over the messages from the dead person's mailbox, the other party would definitely come here.

The reason why Belmode was chosen is not complicated. One is that she is the only member of the organization who can be contacted that month and will not involve others. Regardless of the status in the league, no matter whether you run away after getting the news of the organization or join in with the trend, you won't lose too much.

The news that Belmode is currently in Tokyo was known from his phone call with Rei Furutani the day before yesterday. If there is no accident, the female voice heard from the background that month belonged to her, although the other party deliberately changed it to French and Rei Furutani. Zero speaking, in order to blur the characteristics of his own voice, it is not difficult for the month of [Voice Change lv.max] to distinguish it.

And after knowing that Belmode is the "task partner" sent by the organization to monitor Bourbon, they can lock their position just by checking where the locator on Fugu Ling's body is currently.

Judging from Hagiwara Kenji's words, it was only half an hour ago that Zhu Fujingguang received the news and ran out to meet his own young Shunran in private. In the bar of Hikari, they must have met after they got rid of Belmode, so in order to continue the monitoring mission, she probably wouldn't run out of Tokyo in just half an hour.

But the only thing that was unexpected for that month was that within a few minutes after his email was sent, a familiar yellow Lamborghini drove up in front of him. Na Yue also quickly remembered that this car was the last time he was in Curacao The sports car he saw from the monitor in that mission belonged to Chrissy Wynyard.

...It turned out that it wasn't Rei Furutani who managed to get rid of Belmode.Nayue overturned her reasoning and frowned.It was Belmode who received the mission to find him from the very beginning.

After all, the last time we met at the Dongdu Aquarium, the other party still seemed unwilling to get involved with him too much on the bright side. How could it be possible for her to relax and look for him in a more than half a month?

If the previous judgment about his identity before amnesia is correct, then as an 'undercover' who has never heard of Rum's confidant like Curacao who has a lot of information, Belmode can come to him without any scruples There is only one person.

"Get in the car," said the blond woman, who was dressed stylishly. She couldn't see her eyes clearly behind the sunglasses that month, but she could hear the tension in her tone, "That gentleman just asked me to pick you up."

Just right.

That month naturally got into the co-pilot.How can there be so many "just right" things, the current situation is in line with his another conjecture, that gentleman probably couldn't hold back after receiving the news that "Chi Jiang was seriously injured that month and advanced to the ICU", Belmode also said before Passing 'him' is about to die, how impatient people are when their time is approaching, I learned about this in the Hong Kong black database that month.

The last ambitious organization leader who was dying did not end well.

He sincerely wished that the gentleman in the organization could reunite with the old leader in Santuchuan as soon as possible, and play mahjong and Er Que Er to kill them in a hurry.

The scenery on both sides of the car was passing by at a very high speed. The two of them didn't talk anymore after that month. He didn't think there was anything wrong. He reasoned in his mind why the gentleman wanted him and his past status in the organization. Bell How could Moder not choose to attack him at this juncture, and she looked more like hesitating—Guess that Yue was hesitating whether to bring him in front of the organization boss like this.

"Mydear, don't you ask why that gentleman is looking for you?" The Witch with Thousand Faces of the organization quickly collected her emotions, and then evoked a slightly ambiguous teasing smile, deliberately using the same struggle as when she met in private before. The completely different intimacy attitude seemed to remind him something, "I can't wait to get in my car, why..."

She deliberately didn't mention that a message from Cherry Brandy's mailbox in the first place brought her to appear that month.Nayue discovered this detail without any hindrance, and decided to act in the image of A before she knew her past 'personality'.

After all, it's him, and that guy A is still black through and through, so there shouldn't be any problems.

After the young man was silent for a few seconds and didn't answer, Belmode instinctively looked sideways at him, and met the eyes of the empty eyes reflected on the window glass, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Boss's order, I just need to carry it out." Nayue adjusted her eyes and tone, changed her pretense and temperament that Jing Guang had been conditioned for so many years, and added herself uneasy to A's performance last night His speaking habits in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang in the past, he who just lost his memory at that time should be the most similar to himself before losing his memory.

How about this, Chijiang Nayue should be more familiar to Belmode, right?

He thought, tilting his head and looking over inadvertently.

...Why does Teacher Sharon show such an expression, it looks like seeing him kill someone's family, he acted so well?

Nayue felt that he didn't have the red-hot feeling of the police officer now, and the disguise had to be in place. He simply closed his eyelids and leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes closed. Even though he didn't feel much, he was indeed just out of the ICU. , Pale complexion, the black-haired young man looks like an overused machine, fatigued but unable to stop.

Belmode wanted to open her mouth to hint and remind him like last time, but she couldn't.

The bluetooth headset hanging on the woman's ear can vaguely see a red light—the gentleman is listening.

She could only remain silent.

In fact, if you look at the overall situation, you can find that the person who should be really nervous is Nayue. As a result, this guy who only has a lot of reasoning and speculation about his identity, and has no memory to confirm it, looks like he just took it for granted. After a trip to my hometown, most of the current reasoning was correct depending on the situation. With my eyes closed that month, my mind was full of what the boss might say and questions later, and I simulated it in my brain.

He is full of confidence, but he is just acting as an undercover agent who has been sent to the police for so many years, how difficult can it be for [acting lv.max]?

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Withdrawing the foreword, Nayue thought while squatting at the desk.It was quite difficult, and the difficulty was that he had to resist the urge to kill the boss.

This is a mountain manor located on the outskirts of Tokyo. When Belmode brought him in, he relied on the license plate to drive him all the way. After getting out of the car, he was even led to the second place by a maid who hung her head down the whole way as if there were [-] yuan bills on the ground to attract her. Outside a study on the east side of the building, tell him that the BOSS has been waiting for a long time, but Belmode is not with them.

Nayue knew that this was a kind of trust and also a temptation. There were only a handful of people who were qualified to enter the BOSS's manor. As long as this stronghold was exposed, it was easy to find out who the betrayer was, and the BOSS did not Maybe they have been staying here for a long time. When the time comes, the police who got the news from the stronghold will come to arrest them, but no one will be there, and even an undercover agent will be brought in.

So it's really not a good thing, but it makes no difference to him.

He tapped lightly on the carved wooden door without fear, and after a few seconds he heard a low "come in", then pressed the handle and pushed open the study door.

The old man sat behind the wooden table, his white hair was combed back neatly, his expression was as meticulous as his hairstyle, and his cloudy green eyes flashed greedily when he saw him.

The maid carefully closed the door, and it became a closed space where only the two of them existed.

"Long time no see, Kahlua." The old man said in a slightly manic voice, "My dear boy, you have grown up and look so beautiful."

The black-haired young man was not frightened by the madness in the words, and he didn't even frown. He just coughed twice and didn't answer.

Apparently, at the very first moment of that month, he matched this face with the person in a case he once solved that was rumored to have died half a century ago—the gentleman who organized it was the owner of the Golden Annex, Karasuma Lianye.

Then it is not surprising that the organization will have such strong financial resources and the power to run rampant in many countries. After all, as a rich man who is richer than the three major chaebols, the most important thing Renye Karasuma lacks is money.

Nayue was very uncomfortable with Renye Karasuma's gaze that seemed to pierce herself (in a physical sense, of course), and had some inconceivable guesses about her identity in the other party's eyes.

"Come here." The old man called out like an amiable grandpa, "Kaluya, come here, let me take a closer look."

The young man obediently stepped forward and squatted down, lowering his eyelashes.

Chi Jiang's appearance in that month is so exquisite that no one can refute it. It seems that everything fits perfectly. He is a handsome guy who conforms to all mainstream aesthetics. I am used to seeing the eyes of others looking at my appearance as nothing.

But the old man's gaze did not carry the emotions of admiration or jealousy in the past, but pure 'satisfaction'.

What is he satisfied with?

"I heard that you have already become a police officer, and you can be promoted to be a police officer if you accumulate more resumes?" The old man changed the subject, as if talking about some cheerful joke, "The newspapers say that this is a pair of talents" Eyes that see through all truth"—"

He tapped the young man's eyelids with his fingertips like dead wood, and slid down a gesture: "And you are their son of light, the night watchman of Tokyo, a good title, what do you think, my dear little Kalu Ya?"

—— Renye Karasuma sensed something was wrong with him for some unknown reason, and was threatening him with Tokyo and ordinary people.

Nayue's hand hanging by her side wanted to clenched her fist subconsciously for a moment, then quickly relaxed, and said indifferently, "If you like."

"Like it? Of course I like it," the old man was still laughing for a second, but suddenly put on a sinister expression, clasped his left hand tightly on his shoulder, and ordered as if he wanted to vent something, "It's time, you should put It's given to me."

"Dedicate these eyes, this body, and this identity to your master, Kalua."

Renye Karasuma was fascinated and nervously stretched out her right hand to touch the mahogany box that he placed on the table: "You are a miracle, and I am the one who created this miracle, good boy, you will die for me willingly." yes, right?"