The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

What is she hiding?

Toru Amuro recalled the scene he had seen before, the woman with silver-white hair lifted the car in the snow like a superman, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Are you concerned about Ivy?" Bolivar smiled, "Don't worry, Ivy's condition was well controlled before."

"This time it was an emergency. In fact, the doctor also suggested wearing a mask for protection before."

"But she looks gentle, but in fact she has a very strong personality. She doesn't want to wear a mask to expose her weaknesses, so she has no protection." Bolivar sighed, "Although killing people is not good, but to be honest, as her boss with friends."

"I would rather ask a lawyer to defend her innocence than to see her in a hospital or even a morgue." Bolivar said, his eyes became soft and sad, as if he was really a good leader who cared about his subordinates. Responsible and gentle, he choked Amuro there, unable to get up or down.

The other party's eyes are full of worries and nervous friends, is there something wrong?Of course there is nothing wrong with that.

Toru Amuro saw that Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was pretending to be approaching inadvertently, but was actually eavesdropping, changed his expression and became gentle and kind, as if he believed that the other party was not a bad person, damn it!Hold on!Jing Guang!

In fact, Toru Amuro himself is not very willing to ask more questions, just like when a friend does something bad, you always excuse your friend in your heart.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's first reaction when he saw Ai Wei's murder was also his own misreading. The second thought was to subconsciously excuse her, thinking that the other party was forced to helpless, not intentional, but impulsive, and even deeply agreed with Bo. Leval's point of view.

Toru Amuro regained some reason with difficulty: "No, I mean her methods..."

Look at the dead bodies on the ground!What blinded your eyes, so you still think that it was Ivy who was in danger at that time!

Amuro asked a silent question,

"Huh? Although I don't know why Luchuan said that Ivy killed the other party..." Bolivar looked confused, first poked and pinched Luchuanguang secretly, and then smiled politely to express trust. You said it was this I believe the saying, "Maybe it's a life-and-death crisis, and it broke out."

"After all, it was also reported in the news before that the mother of the hero lifted up the car in an instant, didn't she?" Bolivar seemed to have not sensed Amuro Toru's vigilance and temptation at all, and talked about this matter as if he was chatting, his tone was full of embarrassment It's as novel as seeing aliens.

Looking at Toru Amuro's hesitant expression, Bolivar smiled politely. He thought his acting skills were pretty good.When he was in high school, he was the backbone of the drama club, and then he went to college, wasn't he a drama star?Who wouldn't.

And after he lost his memory, he was a pure and innocent little white rabbit.All the black memories of murder and arson before were gone.

As long as you restrain your reaction when you see a classmate injured, and show it, it will be fine, and there will be no flaws.And he really didn't know how Ivy killed people, and he didn't know how difficult it was to kill people under the circumstances at that time.

I don't know anything, what are you asking me?

"Did the boss know Miss Ivy before?" Amuro Toru was forced to have no choice.He couldn't tie the other party up in a sack and force him to question him, and he was unwilling to go back, so he pretended to be chatting with ordinary people and asked directly.

He wondered if Bolivar was pretending to be stupid, but in fact the other party was a member of the Black Organization.But Toru Amuro thought again that he is also a member of the organization. If the other party is also a member of the organization, why didn't he tell him?This will make it easier to do things in the future, so there's no reason to hide it from myself and Jing Guang.

He subconsciously ruled out this possibility.

Toru Amuro thought of another possibility.Maybe Bolivar and Ivy are other black group members?But he didn't know any black force with such a huge capital chain, but it didn't have any reputation.

You know, they estimated that as the world's number one terrorist organization, the Black Organization, the annual turnover is only one billion US dollars, and Grid's annual turnover is five or six times that.Only a huge black organization like the black organization, which cannot be concealed at all, can afford the backstage company supported by Grid, right?

Toru Amuro thought a little too much, but said irrelevant words: "Because I think you two seem to have a good relationship."

"Ah, this is because he is a family friend." Bolivar yawned, his expression lost in memory. In fact, he didn't remember anything.The scene I recalled was that I was looking for information in the dark basement.

Ivy had asthma, and he found out from the records left in the study.

"My parents have a very good relationship with his parents, so I met several times when I was a child." Bolivar said it openly, and even exaggerated the relationship, "My father once considered giving me I got engaged to Ivy and almost succeeded. But considering some reasons, I still didn't bring it up."

As for whether she was engaged, Ivy didn't know, she just thought about it, maybe it was just a thought, and she didn't say it.Anyway, his father is dead, no one knows if this is a lie.

On the other side, when Toru Amuro heard these words, he had a new idea.

He felt that Bolivar did not seem to be related to the black forces. If both sides were black forces, the boss above should prevent the subordinates from becoming too powerful and try to divide them. It is impossible to have the idea of ​​such a combination.In contrast, Ivy and her parents are the fangs of the black organization, and it is more likely that they will try to kidnap others to join their forces through marriage.

As for whether Ivy is a member of the black forces, whether she is a member of an organization, whether it is a stress response, a momentary enthusiasm, or early training, this point needs to be judged.

After all, there is still plenty of time. He can try Qin Jiu and others to see if they know Ivy.

But speaking of it, if Ivy is a member of the Black Organization, why did she send herself and Jing Guang to join Grid as an undercover agent?

Don't you think it's a waste to have so many people in one company?Moreover, the other party has worked so hard for so many years, and has not betrayed and switched jobs. What is this for?

Toru Amuro felt that the truth seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and he had a vague premonition, but he couldn't see clearly.He took a deep breath, thinking that he could start with the Flash Mob Sports Center and see if there was any involvement with the organization and other black forces there.

After Bolivar had dealt with Toru Amuro, the first thing he did when he got home was to frantically send Kirsch a text message, asking her to destroy the evidence as soon as possible and smooth out the wrong things.Those children under the base have to find a way to send Haga Ryoichi there.The entire basement is temporarily sealed up, absolutely absolutely do not let Amuro Toru or Zhu Fu Jingguang touch it!He wasn't ready to turn his back on him yet! !

Bolivar took a deep breath. Fortunately, Amuro Toru is currently away, and no one can use it, so he and You Xingran can only sneak in secretly.Otherwise, a group of police officers would come to the door in the middle of the night and surround the base, which would be a lot of fun.At that time, Ivy and Kirsch will definitely be arrested, and I will be constantly questioned and interrogated.

Kirsch quickly responded to the message, and the text message from the other party was very brief.

"Do you need to ask the boss to clean up the target and the witnesses at the time? - Kirsch"

"..."

So after Ivy showed her flaws before, did she use this method to cover up her traces?Bolivar felt his teeth a little sour, and politely rejected Kirsch's proposal.

"Please don't act rashly.—Cognac."

He believed that the aura of Amuro Toru and Zhu Fu Jingguang could clean up the killers sent by any organization, even if it was Gin, it could only kill Zhu Fu Jingguang at most, but could not kill 73's own son Amuro Toru.It's useless to send Shuichi Akai and Gin together, they may even find other flaws.

Bolivar took a deep breath, it's okay, his plan has been half done.

Look, isn't Toru Amuro shaken today?Who wants to believe that the colleagues who get along day and night, modify documents, drink coffee, chat and brag, and discuss projects are enemies who have been lying to themselves?

He believed that the other party could not dig out anything useful.

Bolivar opened the file, turned to the location of the pile of expatriate files, and looked through the scattered and broken information one by one under the banner of being prepared.He planned to send Amuro Toru to a remote place for a long-term mission after Dorobeka successfully cut the ribbon. It would take four to five months or something. It would be best if the other party was too tired to doubt him.

It seems that he has indeed found a more suitable task, handing over with the newly appointed leader of the black forces in Mocheng, and signing a mutual non-aggression agreement.And trying to bypass the local controller of Mexico City, and conduct transactions with his downstream chain.

After cleaning up Dong'andi, thousands of available ordinary members and hundreds of elites flowed into the organization at the end of the year, which greatly alleviated the organization's long-standing manpower shortage.

So they organized their thoughts and wanted to swallow the fatter Mocheng in one gulp.However, compared with Dong Andy, who has no minions, Mocheng is a poisonous dragon, so this mission has been put on hold until now, and the consent of the three parties has not yet been obtained.

Bolivar glanced at the proposer's name: Rum.

"Did you receive the message from Mr. Rum, Chianti?" During the lunch break, Cohen and Chianti were sitting on the rooftop, and Cohen asked suddenly.

"Ah? You mean the mission in Mexico City?" Chianti wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and his movements were refreshing and beautiful. He looked more elegant than before, and he was forced by the physique teacher Tony.

"No, I refused. The place is so hot, there are a bunch of bugs, isn't it good to stay in the air-conditioned room to shoot magazine covers?" Chianti said, touching his phone, "Maybe I can see Mr. Cognac again... ..."

"He didn't say he had to go, but he just asked if we have any free missions, of course we don't." Chianti said with his arms akimbo, "We still have so many unfinished missions assigned by Mr. Brandy, where are we free? Go out and hang out!"

Cohen hesitated to speak, he really wanted to say that it wasn't just hanging out, and he also wanted to say that you used to be very happy and excited when you heard that you could kill people, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he swallowed these words silently.

He thinks riding the Ferris wheel is also very happy, but Chianti doesn't like it, and every time he goes up with him, he loses interest.The other party seems to have found another thing to relax and be happy now, so why should he remind the other party specially to spoil her good interest.

Cohen packed up the leftover lunch boxes, and the two returned to the T-shaped training platform.

After these few weeks, Tony didn't look at Chianti's displeasure in the past. When he saw the other party coming in, he approached him affectionately and gave him a hug and kiss.

Chianti bit the bullet and stuck it, then quickly backed away with a look of disgust.

"Oh, my sweetheart! You are so cruel!" Tony held his chest in a sad gesture, and before Chianti could say anything again, he returned to his usual elegant and shrewd look, "Come on, darling, Conquer your stage."

"It's just the same as that day." Tony held his face in his hands in great satisfaction. He didn't expect that Chianti just changed a man's step, and his whole feeling changed, the tempo kept up, his body was controlled, and his momentum Also came and everything was satisfactory.

"Come on, I've invited some of my personal friends." Tony's expression rarely eased, and he was a little more patient. "Don't be nervous, I believe you can conquer their eyes."

"I'm not nervous." Chianti said one more sentence with a stiff mouth, and dismissed Tony, who was offended by his ungratefulness, took a deep breath, and stood on the runway again.

"The temperament of a model is ever-changing. You can treat everyone sitting in the audience, even the photographer, as your prey."

"Don't be coy, you don't need to be cautious. You can use whatever posture you use when chasing those seriously injured and fleeing prey, and use whatever kind of eyes you look in."

Chianti slowly recalled the previous memories, his eyes widened bit by bit, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a wanton and happy arc.

so?what?

She picked up the sniper rifle placed next to the stage, and the familiar feel suddenly awakened the memory of the past.

Chianti stood at the end of the passage, as if opening the door to another world, and let out the murderous intent unscrupulously.

She had a wicked look on her brows and a cruel smile, looking cold and dangerous to everyone, like a snake letter.The photographer on the opposite side felt her sticky and irritating gaze on his neck, and his heart tightened subconsciously, but his professionalism still made him press the shutter before his hands trembled.

Her steps were thumping, calm and unhurried, but with a constricted and oppressive feeling, as if knocking on the other person's chest.The onlookers, who had never been exposed to such a stimulus, subconsciously stiffened their bodies, and did not dare to take a breath.

"..."

Cohen covered up the smile on his lips, which was a familiar look.This is his partner, so good.

The dark creatures unscrupulously exude the unique temperament that should have been hidden, conquering the senses of the people around them.

It wasn't until Chianti finished walking around and came down from the stage that everyone burst into amazing screams.

"It's amazing! I'm going to fall in love with you!"

"Miracle!"

"Ahhh!"

"I have a new inspiration!"

"Is it the killer theme?!"

"Why don't we publish a military uniform theme?"

"She's even more imposing than a regular special soldier!"

"Or special agents!"

"The butterfly in the corner of her eye really fascinates me!"

"Woooooooooooooo—Master Tony is amazing! You have trained another excellent student! Miss Jane can definitely shock the world!"

"Look at the lines on the arms, the tight muscles, and the powerful movements, my God! How does she show this unique charm!"

"Just now I thought I was really going to die!"

Artists, designers, and photographers who have never received such excitement gathered together, dancing and telling their excitement and joy.

The Victoria's Secret organizers who were present immediately made a decision, enthusiastically invited Chianti to join their project for this issue, and also proposed to let her be the opening model.

Chianti held back for a while, in fact, the corners of his mouth were almost crooked behind his ears.

Akai Hideichi, who was standing silently in the corner, almost cut off the cigarette in his hand. What happened to that flash of danger just now? !

His expression was uncertain. Is the other party a very successful imitator, or is it a real killer who went ashore to be a good man? ?

Thinking of the group of photos of the other party that caused a sensation on the Internet, Akai Shuichi silently sent a text message to his subordinates, asking him to look up Chianti's information.

The other party sent it back quickly and gave a definite answer.The group of photos taken before Chianti's debut, the photos with guns and guns, are fake, and they are composite photos made by using props and excellent computer retouching technology.

Seeing this, Akai Hideichi slightly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, but he still had doubts about the report of his colleague.He intends to test it himself, this Miss Jane.

He remembered that he had investigated the case that happened in Wynyard Company a few days ago through the relationship of his colleagues.When he saw the autopsy report of the deceased, he wanted to scold the person who made it.

He really felt a sense of discouragement.

No matter how you look at this report, it is impossible to give such an answer. This assistant Ivy is very suspicious!The reason why Toru Amuro was easily dismissed by Bolivar was that he did not see the autopsy report, but Shuichi Akai, who had seen the autopsy report, had a completely frozen expression on his face.

That stab was very accurate, and it passed through several gaps in the bones. He never believed it was a coincidence.

However, just like the last time the military helicopter leaked out, as long as big companies and big capitalists are involved, these people above will shrink back, look forward and backward, and even take the initiative to show favor to the other party, for fear of angering the other party's relationship chain, causing himself to be blamed by his superiors.

Until now, his superiors have not found out the exact buyer of that plane and the person who sold it.

Akai Shuichi extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, and a ruthless look flashed across his brows and eyes.If the higher-ups are still secretive and don't want the results of the investigation to come out, he will have to think of some illegal ways to prove it himself.

The rest of Wynyard's company didn't know about Shuichi Akai's lawsuit, and they were still immersed in the extreme atmosphere just now.

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