The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Mihua International Airport, the feeling here is very different from that of Millikin Airport.The surrounding facilities are extraordinarily small and exquisite, whether it is windows or corridors, they are several models smaller than those in the West, and they look a little cute.

The surrounding buildings are painted with Doraemon, Tinker Bell, and so on.All kinds of cute cartoon patterns and manga surround the entire airport, and the decoration style is very neon. People can't help laughing at the first sight, and the hearts of girls are sprouting.

"Thank you." The short-haired woman took the drink handed to her by the waiter, leaned on the edge of the lounge seat, reached out and pushed the sunglasses on her face to cover her hostile eyes.

Behind her was a string of hurried men and women in overalls.The waiter glanced at Chianti, which was tightly covered, from her well-made skirt to the designer watch bag on the other's wrist, to the necklace and jewelry on it, and finally to the makeup at the corner of her mouth .She could see clearly, probably some international superstar was traveling.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of the waiter's mouth became more eager.

A group of people have just finished a ten-hour long-distance flight, and their faces are more or less tired. It is very important for anyone to be able to sit in their own small place and not move much for more than ten hours. is a pain.Even if it is a member of the black organization who has experienced many battles.

"Thank you." The man with light blond hair stood up and took the drink from the waiter.To the waiter's surprise, he looked like a foreigner, but he spoke fluent Japanese.

"Is there any big news recently? News or something. Or are there any tourist attractions?" The man smiled and said to the waiter, "I haven't been back to Neon for a long time."

"Hey, big thing?" The waiter tilted his head, "It doesn't seem to be there. But if you talk about the newly built entertainment venue, I heard that the Cupe Shopping Center has been completely completed, and there is an opening ceremony. If you are interested, I can go to your place for a while."

She glanced at the woman behind her again, thinking she understood the man's meaning: "So are you bringing your friends here for fun? Why don't you try the hot springs and wagashi in Neon Native. I recommend Azhi's Wagashi, and Chizuru Onsen. The sushi in Waseda is also very good..."

The waiter chattered and recommended a lot, which brought out some of Grid's recent situation, and even talked about the bombing at the Cuphu Shopping Center.

The few remaining people watched their companions prattle there, and took a nap in their seats.

"Ah, it's so hot, and the weather is so humid." The woman in the red dress wiped her face, bit the straw, drank the last bit of drink, and began to scoop the crushed ice from the bottom of the glass.

She couldn't help frowning and complaining: "My shoulders are sore and my back is uncomfortable. I really don't like the climate here."

"It has nothing to do with the climate, right? It's actually quite hot in California." The man behind her couldn't help reminding her, "It's just that it was winter when we were there, and it's summer now."

"Shoulder soreness should be the reason for taking too long on the plane, and Jane, your recent diet..."

The man wearing sunglasses saw that the woman had a bad face, so he quickly changed his words and said, "However, the neon summer will indeed be hotter than our side."

"Hmph." The woman with short red hair tossed her hair and gave her partner a white look, "Hey, it's all due to the hateful Shuichi Akai."

"Wait a minute, those who oppose the organization will end up with nothing good." The man said, "Didn't you see that several big shots will end in person? I heard that someone gave that to them a few days ago."

The man made a gesture that meant 'FBI, police': "Taught that one a big lesson. Boss is very happy."

"But I heard that several of our people have been targeted recently..." Solved.

A trace of cruelty flashed across Chianti's brows.Several important members of the organization who remained in Millikin were killed, many of whom had codenamed old members. These people had more or less contact with Shuichi Akai when he joined the organization.It is very likely that someone caught a flaw in his identity and was cleaned up.

The worst part is that there are still many people who were captured alive, and their soft bones gave out more information...

In short, Millikin is playing very lively now. Rum has submitted several applications. He feels that the whiskey is a waste of his own people. He wants to play in person and solve Shuichi Akai.I heard that the boss is already hesitant to approve the other party's application.

"Damn it, it's so lively, but I can only miss it for nothing!" Chianti's face was reconciled, and she broke the stick in her hand hard with her fingers.

"I feel like my hands are raw," she whined under her breath.Modeling is indeed a good profession, and she likes it very much, but the pleasure of harvesting other people's lives fascinates her even more.

Cohen said nothing, and he handed Chianti the juice he didn't drink.

He didn't have any symptoms of killing addiction, which he thought was a good thing.Akai Shuichi was too dangerous, and several consecutive sniper misses meant that they couldn't deal with Akai Shuichi.It is better to leave the situation to those capable people.

"The gin is still there." Cohen reminded, "Even if you keep it, you won't be able to snatch him."

That's true.Chianti said nothing.In the past few months, Gin has worked on several big cases in Millikin, blasting and rampaging in the street, winning the limelight.Whiskey is already considering whether to throw the other party in Mexico City to hide for a while, so as not to be targeted by the FBI, and also thinks whether to take advantage of the situation and use up Rum's subordinates.

And Toru Amuro also knew this information.

A few months ago, Toru Amuro was defeated by Hideichi Akai at Wynyard Company, and was sent to the hospital by the logistics team.He missed Grid's flight and stayed in California to recuperate from his injuries. Afterwards, he experienced several FBI targeting designs and received an emergency evacuation order. He returned to Neon from Millikin because of Grid's official business.

People from Chianti also came back to the Neon Headquarters from Europe under the banner of shooting commercials.

The two waves of people just met at the airport exit platform.

Toru Amuro was a little excited to set foot on his long-lost hometown again.If it weren't for the Chianti people around him, he might have already found a way to contact his informant.

"So let's go straight back to Grid?" After the Wynyard incident last time, both sides knew the details of each other.Toru Amuro was a little more tentative and cautious when speaking, and deliberately put on a face of yin and yang.

He looked Chianti up and down. He thought she looked wrong before, but he didn't expect that she was actually a member of the organization.Amuro thought.Sure enough, the person who has something to do with Wynyard Company could not be someone from the organization.

However, what is the purpose of organizing and cultivating so many stars?

Thinking of Miyano Akemi, Toru Amuro frowned slightly, and he found out that she was also trained to become a star by the organization.What is the organization doing?

"No hurry, we have to go to the LMS first." The little girl in the class stepped forward in cooperation.Their manager ran away, and a new manager has not yet been found. All the current arrangements and foreign negotiations are done by the servant girl.

"Manager Amuro. We need to transfer the ownership of the contract on the surface to LMS first, and then report to Grid to discuss the itinerary for Neon." She couldn't help but add, "It's all about myself Man, I won't hide it."

"Mr. Brandy entrusted us with the task of the beauty industry." This young girl from the logistics department was a good young girl who was taught by Kirsch. Very refreshing.

"I heard that Grid recently hired a new Ms. Asai." She mentioned Keiko Asai's name, which made Amuro instantly vigilant, and his expression was a bit indifferent, "What do you want to say."

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Amuro." The attendant quickly comforted him, and said, "We didn't intend to attack her, it was recently..."

The little girl who followed the class vaguely said: "In short, many industries have been damaged, income has dropped, and the laboratory has been unable to produce good things. In addition, because of certain things, the two sides had a very stiff fight. Cut off part of the funds. So Mr. Rum took the initiative to contact Mr. Brandy, hoping to reconcile through this matter and get a share of the profit."

Every year, the organization invests more than one billion yuan to support the various laboratories of the action group. Although Rum doesn't say anything, he still doesn't like this matter.

Brandy is no small move in Neon.Whiskey didn't notice because he was busy fighting the FBI.And Rum, who was also sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, sensed the other party's hidden intentions, so he took the initiative to write a letter, using this to threaten the other party to bring him into the gang.

As for reporting the other party, he is not that stupid.

This matter can be big or small, in Rum's view, it is stealing public funds to nourish himself. Looking at the other party's identity, the boss will definitely suppress him, so as not to hurt Brandy.Instead, I will end up with the other party because of the report.

Rum even felt that the other party had done a good job and had done what he had wanted to do for a long time.Now that someone is taking the lead, why not do it.

He even had an idea for Bolivar, how to drag the whiskey into the water afterwards.Then the three of them together lifted the boss above.After that, is it to suppress each other and compete with each other or the three of us can occupy a piece of land without aggression, and do whatever we want, without having to bother and work hard for the illusory great cause of eternal life.

"You're right, Dex." Rum deleted the text message on his mobile phone, looked up, turned on the voice changer and communication equipment, and said with emotion, "I haven't figured out this trick for so long. You young man remind me."

"No, you praised me." The surveillance screen showed a thin and small young man sitting in that room.

Hearing this strange electronically synthesized voice, he showed a shy smile: "You were loyal to the organization before and devoted yourself to it, so naturally you would not have such rebellious thoughts. It is my honor to be able to help you."

"However, you should be a whiskey person, right? Brandy is just a fool, he was encouraged by you to become a leader. And you are still using his banner." If he had never challenged the boss before, he himself The idea of ​​being the boss is absolutely a lie.

But several people are very clear that if there is no immediate boss and the three parties confront each other, the action team will be the most dominant.Rum has a weapon in his hand and someone can stabilize the situation, while Brandy will definitely be suppressed by Rum's people. In the end, there is only whiskey with an information chain and nothing, and his status is not as good as when he has an immediate boss.

So he originally thought that the other two people might not necessarily want to rebel.

But now, a young man who claimed to be Brandy's confidant came to him and expressed his intention to cooperate...

He didn't believe that the other party's identity was really that simple. She guessed that the other party was probably sent by Whiskey to test his attitude.

Rum's eyes flickered, staring at the young man on the screen, but the young man's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even twitch his eyebrows, as if he didn't know what the other party was talking about.

"Of course I am Mr. Brandy's subordinate. How could you guess like this." Hearing this sentence, the pale young man, who seemed to be in poor health, opened his eyes slightly as if he had been wronged.

"We still need your help to convince Mr. Whiskey."

Rum stared at the other person's face on the monitor screen, and didn't see any problem for a while, so he laughed: "Of course, don't worry, I will try my best to convince Mr. Whiskey."

"Anyway, you did a good job. Tell your master, I agree to cooperate." Rum emphasized his tone.

"I've sent out an invitation." Rum said, "I hope they can give me a suitable answer."

"Of course." Dex responded.

Slowly walking out of the organization's stronghold in Europe, the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and glanced at the tall bank in front of him.

"Hey, you don't believe me when I tell you the truth." Dex's voice was barely audible, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his steps were brisk, "Sure enough, smart people tend to think too much. But in the final analysis , their behavior will be driven by desire and profit."

"Ring, ring, ring—" the phone on his waist rang.

"President Drake, there is a problem with the docking company, and the business has been affected this time..." The secretary's voice was hurried.

"Don't worry, I got it." Dex's tone was very gentle, he seemed to be imitating someone, even after hearing the bad news, he didn't take offense at his secretary, "I'll be at the company soon, you talk to Let me tell you about the situation..."

"Uh-huh……"

Bolivar put down his phone and took a deep breath.He showed a neat and polite smile, and nodded to the strong girl in front of him.

"Please—" He offered to pull the chair for the other party in a gentlemanly manner.

"Thank you." The woman with dark brown hair, a professional suit, and a pair of glasses showed a light smile.

She nodded to Bolivar, looked up and down at the young man in front of her, and she had a little more affection for him.

"Lawyer Fei Yingli, thank you for taking the time to come to my invitation." Bolivar first politely said a few words, boasting about the other party's legal achievements and sense of justice, implicitly expressing that he is not the kind Looking at the false name, it's a stick that doesn't know anything.

"You're too polite, Mr. Rosales." Fei Yingli's face remained unchanged, but her eyes softened a bit. She is indeed not the kind of little girl who is dizzy when someone says a few nice words, but she always She likes to listen to good words, and her mood is much happier than before.

"It is also my honor to be invited by you." Fei Yingli took it back calmly, and probably praised the other party for his youth and promise, and how good he has developed Grid.

The place they agreed on was a western restaurant, the lights were dim, and it looked quite atmospheric.

While they talked, the waiter deftly brought out appetizers, aperitifs, soup and snacks.

According to his usual practice, Bolivar did not talk about business at the beginning, but began to introduce the food in the restaurant, what he saw and heard when he came to Neon, and the difference between Milican and Neon.

If someone has also listened to the other party's invitation to Mrs. Sawada at the Champs Elysees, they will find that there is almost no change in the opening remarks, but the concubine Eri who is opposite is much more cautious than Mrs. Sawada.

She listened with a polite smile, and said almost all irrelevant things, very official compliments and various travel suggestions, basically did not reveal her inner thoughts.

Bolivar also had a polite smile on his face, but in his heart he secretly felt that the other party was worthy of being the undefeated queen of the legal world recognized by Conan's world, and this cautious style was indeed very flawed.

However, the plan I prepared before may not be used.While cutting the veal steak, Bolivar described where the steak came from and how the texture was, while his brain was running fast, thinking about how to get over the topic.

"To be honest, my recent experience in Neon can be said to be full of ups and downs, which is very exciting." Bolivar changed the subject and talked about two cases he experienced, one was the Yamaguchi case and the other was the Skyscraper case. wheel bombing.

Fei Yingli had investigated these two cases before she came here, so she didn’t feel unfamiliar. When she heard Bolivar mentioning it, she would subconsciously think of the records in newspapers and news, compare them with each other, and listen to Bolivar’s more details. Thoughtful.

She vaguely guessed what the other party seemed to have in mind, but she couldn't be sure at the moment.

Two people are doing Tai Chi to each other, testing each other's attitude, and outside this restaurant, on the pedestrian street.

A few young men and women were wearing casual short-sleeved jeans, carrying a few shopping bags, apparently wandering around.

Among them, the man with curly hair and sunglasses couldn't help yawning. He stretched out his hands lazily, put his hands behind his head, looked at the energetic woman in front, and couldn't help complaining.

"So, why did I come out with you? What kind of friendship? What kind of internal activities in the Metropolitan Police Department? It's better to go back to sleep..." He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his face was tired, and his words were full of dissatisfaction .

"Ah! What are you talking about! What a great opportunity this is!" The little curly-haired man standing next to him looked nervous, and he grabbed his lazy curly-haired sunglasses, "I can touch these..."

He also seemed to think that the word was not very good, he was talking nonsense, swallowed it abruptly, and changed his words: "Look at our policewoman! And the girl from the Ministry of Communications, hiss! Don't you feel tempted!"

"I'm not moved." Matsuda said indifferently.He thought it would be good to search everywhere in the first class, but when Miwako Sato fell in love, he would all be demoted and become fools.

Where is that man?Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Miwako Sato who was joking with Miyamoto Yumi, and was caught by the other party's smile.He silently reached out and pushed the sunglasses up.

"The sun is so dazzling today." He complained in a low voice.

"What did you say?" The white bird didn't hear the sentence clearly, the sun?

"Aren't you wearing sunglasses?" He asked in amazement, and quickly put the question behind him, "Anyway! This is a coupon specially given to us by Manager Grid! He created it for us opportunity! Don’t let it go to waste!”

Hearing Shiratori's words, Matsuda's face darkened slightly.He remembered that when he was coming and leaving, Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to have remembered something, took out a lot of coupons, and handed them to Police Officer Megure, saying that they were gifts for the search department, hoping to add a few coupons to the conscientious police officers. new clothes.

These words moved Mu Mu Shisan to tears, and thanked him again and again, but he didn't notice that Zhu Fu Jingguang's gaze was always on his side.

Isn't the coat he was wearing at that time a little worn out!Matsuda Jinpei touched the shirt he was wearing, and it was indeed a little wrinkled.

Therefore, there is a group activity of today's search for a lesson.Zhu Fu Jingguang was worried that if the coupons were too few, they would be distributed by several female policemen, and Matsuda Jinpei could not be distributed, so he deliberately took a thick stack. A dozen people in the Metropolitan Police Department did not finish the distribution, and finally called People from the Ministry of Communications.

"It's really boring." Matsuda Jinpei stuffed the coupons in his hand back into his wallet, and sighed, "Why does it take so long to try to buy clothes? Can't you just pick one up and leave?"

"Tsk." Shiratori looked over with contempt.He snorted, as if he looked down on Matsuda Jinpei's approach.

While the two were talking, there was a slight commotion ahead.

"Because of filming. These two stores are closed. Sorry!" said a young woman holding a horn. She was wearing a simple shirt and shorts with the letters "LMS" drawn on her clothes, "Because of filming! Please! You forgive me!"

"The store will resume business in an hour! I am very sorry!" the woman said through a loudspeaker, "As compensation, we will give a coupon to the customers waiting here! Thank you for your understanding and cooperation!"

Everyone is not a die-hard fan of this store, and there is no idea of ​​going in.Everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department was not too dissatisfied, so they changed their way if they thought about it.

When Matsuda Jinpei turned around, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and he seemed to see a blurry figure. The body that was about to turn around instantly twisted a position. He subconsciously reached out and took off his glasses, trying to see more clearly.

"Excuse me, the prop truck is passing by, please let me go." The blond man in staff clothes said, he tilted his head slightly, just in time to see the face of Matsuda Jinhei standing on the side of the road, and was also stunned.

"..." Matsuda Jinpei couldn't hold back, he whistled at the black-skinned man with light blond hair in front of him.

"Are you in debt too?" he asked.

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Changed the last two sentences.

感谢在2022-02-1123:54:41~2022-02-1223:58:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 book eater by the roadside;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：路边吃书人40瓶；晒吧20瓶；胖橘12瓶；猫11瓶；风玄墨殇、纳兰青璇、陶小四、昕昕10瓶；潼2瓶；缄默、572682901瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!