Conan's winery play house

Belmod separated from the two grassroots personnel and returned to the safe house alone.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door of the safe house.

One long and three short.

This is the secret code for her appointment with someone.

So Belmod got up and went to open the door. Standing outside the door was a tall and slender man carrying a long bag, wearing a black knitted hat and black sunglasses.

"oh! là! là!"

"Dear lady, you are also very beautiful today." He took out a rose from behind and handed it to Bermod as if by magic.

"Every time I see you, I feel something in my heart." Belmode leaned against the wall, holding a slender lady's cigarette between her fingers.

"French men's sense of ritual." She took the rose, her voice seemed to have a hint of seduction.

"When meeting a beautiful lady you like, it is basic etiquette to bring a rose. Even French children know that you should do this." The man took off his sunglasses and smiled. His honey-colored eyes were naturally romantic and sentimental, and blocked this

His eyes were a bit cold.

"Thank you for accepting my rose." He took Belmod's hand and gave her a soft kiss on the back of her hand without actually touching it.

"Where is the kid who jumped into the river? Is he a new member of the organization? He was a little impulsive and reckless." The man straightened up and said.

He is the sniper of the organization. When Belmode and others were performing tasks on the Thames River, he was observing everything from the roof of the building not far away.

But he would not shoot unless forced to do so.

After all, the mi6 headquarters building is nearby. Just like Belmode did not use a gun on the bridge, even the medicine was administered mouth-to-mouth.

Even if someone saw it, they would just think it was a couple kissing on the bridge.

But the sound of gunshots was different, it was too eye-catching.

"Newcomer? Don't underestimate him. He is the best lunatic trained by the organization." The blond woman whispered meaningfully.

"How..." Crazy?

Before the man finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door.

"Pigeon?" He sounded confused.

"No, it's a little crow." Belmode said, stepped forward and opened the window.

Just like when he appeared in front of her before, the boy was hanging upside down outside the window, but this time he was holding something in his hand.

Seeing the window open, the young man jumped into the room and put the things he was carrying on the ground.

That's a corpse.

The corpse of a girl with short, light blond, slightly curly hair.

At this moment, the body was soaked all over, and the dark red velvet carpet turned darker as soon as it was thrown to the ground.

"The target, Akai Marie, has been confirmed dead." The white-haired boy was also wet, and water droplets were constantly dripping from his hair, cheeks, and the hem of his clothes on the carpet.

However, he spoke calmly without seeming to notice.

"I don't know my brother, how should I call him?" He looked at the man beside him.

"This is..." Calvados glanced at the body that was obviously of the wrong shape.

He remembered that the mission target, Akai Marie, was an adult woman.

But this body clearly belongs to an elementary school student, or at most a junior high school student.

"It's the mission target, Akai Mari. She became smaller after taking the medicine." The white-haired boy shook his head and took off the wet eyepatch.

"It's getting smaller..." Belmod stared at the corpse on the ground, somewhat secretive.

"Then what do you want to do with the body?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Because someone fell from the bridge and was seen. If mi6 knew about it, they might investigate. If the body was left in the river and left alone, maybe it would be fished out, right?" The white-haired boy looked at him.

He felt a little confused.

"In this case, it may be discovered that the organization has research results that can allow people to return to their childhood. This is something that cannot be known to others."

"And since the purpose of killing Akai Mari was to let the fake Akai Mari return to the FBI, now that Akai Mari is dead, why not just let the fake Akai Mari go back?" He asked in a confused tone.

"And if the body is brought back, her hair can be made into a wig for disguise, and the blood, teeth, and irises can be used as props for disguise, ah, fingers can also be used, if you encounter a situation that requires fingerprints...

"The white-haired boy used a calm and soft voice to arrange every part of his body clearly.

"Her heart is not dead yet. If it is preserved and processed into a circulatory hematopoietic heart, it can continuously produce Akai Marie's blood..." He pointed to the corpse and said.

The smile on Belmode's face disappeared at some point.

Calvados blinked in surprise.

This underage child seems to be crazy.

But he looks really good-looking.

If he were older, he could be obsessed with someone else.

"You think so comprehensively." Belmode mocked.

Angels who willingly fall are more crazy than real demons.

"Because you have to be serious about your tasks." The white-haired boy looked serious and serious.

"But her daughter may expose us at any time." Belmode added.

The unknown daughter left behind by Akai Marie is the biggest threat.

"This is indeed a problem, so Aunt Bellmode, your next mission should be to find Akai Marie's daughter. Find her, then kill her, and the mission can continue." Aito guessed.

"Probably." Belmode was noncommittal.

"The mission to kill Akai Marie was successful, but the mission to get the fake Akai Mutake back to mi6 may not be possible."

"I wonder if Akai Marie's daughter informed mi6 that Akai Taketake is fake. We need to leave London as soon as possible." Belmod said to the man beside him.

"It's all up to you." The man put on his sunglasses and smiled.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He always gives preferential treatment to a beautiful and uniquely charming woman like Belmode.

After all, as rumored by the organization, he was madly infatuated with Belmode.

"Akai Marie's daughter should not be found in a short time." Belmode's expression was gloomy.

If she dresses up as Akai Marie and wanders around London, just like she disguised herself as Akai Mari, the military commander, and deceives Akai Marie's daughter... the first person to come to her must be the mi6 agent.

Because Akai Taketake is fake, and Akai Marie disappeared after meeting Akai Taketake, and now she is wandering around London without returning to mi6. No matter what she thinks, she is full of flaws.

"Why do you know that Akai Marie has two sons, but don't know that she has a daughter? You know that Akai Marie appears, but don't you know that her daughter also appeared with her?" The white-haired boy had a look of confusion on his face.

Understand the confusion.

Before embarking on a mission, shouldn't we investigate everyone related to the mission objective?

"...This is the information given by Rum." Belmode said with a bad expression.

But at present, the information Rum gave should be from more than ten years ago and has not been updated.

This was Rum's mistake.

Belmod decided to report Rum's laziness back, and her failure to update the information for more than ten years prevented her from launching subsequent missions.

"Uncle Rum? He is going to the punishment room again." The white-haired boy was thoughtful.

He obviously just came out of the punishment room not long ago.

However, Aunt Bellmode should also go in together, because she did not confirm the information further.

Every piece of information is time-sensitive.

So it's Auntie Bellmode's fault.

People have to pay for their mistakes.

In this case, Aunt Bellmode and Uncle Rum will definitely not make the same mistake next time!

Belmode glanced at Avicril with a deep look.

I haven't discovered it through rough contact before, but now I discovered a problem after doing a task together.

There's something wrong with the way Avril speaks.

Does Avril really think so, or is he mocking her and Rum?

More than this sentence, it was said that Rum had just come out of the punishment room not long ago and was about to go in again.

Also, the few words he said about her before and the questions he asked seemed to be mocking her.

"Are you mocking us?" Belmode asked directly.

"What does ridicule... mean?" The white-haired boy sounded confused and curious.

"Pfft--" The man beside him covered his face and laughed.

"...It's nothing." Belmode gave the man a look, and the man restrained his smile knowingly.

"This is Calvados, and this is Avicril. Maybe you will have the opportunity to work together on missions in the future." In order to change the subject, Belmode introduced the two people who were meeting for the first time.

"Calvados..." Aito recalled whether he had heard anything about the other party's deeds.

Then he remembered that Brother Grenada once mentioned in a chat that "that guy Calvados was fascinated by Belmode not just because of his face, but because Belmode is a mysterious and dangerous woman, and

That guy Calvados likes to chase this feeling.】

"Brother Calvados who is fascinated by Aunt Belmode!" Avicril said clearly.

Belmod's expression didn't change at all, instead he looked like he was watching a good show.

Of course she knew about the organization's rumors about herself and Calvados, but...

There were too many rumors about Belmod, and she didn't care at all.

Calvados just smiled, completely indifferent.

"I didn't expect this rumor to have spread to the ears of underage members like you... This is really..." He took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn't really care about these rumors. There were a lot of messy rumors in the organization, and most of them were fueled by fellow members of the organization.

If you care, you lose.

And the rumors were right.

"Would you like to add your contact information? Avicril." Calvados asked proactively.

"Okay!" The white-haired boy who was all wet took out his cell phone.

It can be seen that the performance is excellent and it can still be used normally.

Two people added each other and added email contacts.

"Let's go." Belmod said from the side.

He didn't have much time to waste on Calvados and Ivicriel's love affair.

"Salut (goodbye)~" Calvados waved his hand and said goodbye in French in a relaxed tone.

"Au revoir (Goodbye) brother Calvados." Aiwe Lier also responded in French.

However, compared to Calvados's relaxed tone, Avicril's words were more formal and polite.

"Dispose of the body. Listen to what you said before. You are a professional, right? I'll leave it to you." When Belmode walked to the door, he turned his head and pointed at the body on the ground and added.

"Okay." Avicril looked at the body and nodded.

In fact, just hand it over directly to the R&D department of the organization. Of course, it is not the weapons R&D department, but the biopharmaceutical department.

So after Belmod and Calvados left, Avicril took the body into the system space.

In the system space, the body can still maintain its freshly dead state. If it is left outside for a long time, it will rot.

He chose to jump out of the window and return to the hotel.

Just like when you came, jump and shuttle in the sky above the building.

Like a free white dove.

After returning to the hotel room, he closed the window, entered the bathroom, took a shower and changed his clothes.

Dafu returned to his original shape and blew his hair.

If he were alone, he would not blow dry his hair.

He sat on the bed, lowered his head and felt the warm wind blowing from above his head, but he heard the sound of liquid dripping.

He also saw blood pouring out of his own ears, eyes, and nose.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I feel a little uncomfortable, Dafu, Uncle System." He said a little unhappy.

From the moment I killed Akai Marie in the water, I felt a little uncomfortable, but to an acceptable level.

It wasn't until he began to bleed and his eyes gradually went blind that he had the idea that he should be feeling very uncomfortable.

His body is not sensitive to pain, and he doesn't even know what pain is.

Because when he feels pain, he doesn't even have the concept of pain.

But after he had this concept, he no longer felt the pain.

So even if he felt pain at this moment and could only rely on Dafu's body to maintain his sitting position, he would only call this feeling a bit uncomfortable.

The blood that kept pouring out fell on Dafu's black coat and formed a pool.

"Did I do something wrong again? I didn't use other abilities when I killed Akai Marie..." He asked in a low voice with his eyes wide open.

The sound gradually became quieter.

He was temporarily blinded when he used his out-of-this-world powers on his Irish uncle and Junerik.

But this time when he killed Akai Marie, he did not use any special abilities.

He just swam to the other side and killed him.

No special abilities are used.

He didn't even open the unlimited limit.

[Mari Akai is the person who cares about the world and should not die. This is a punishment according to the rules of the world.] The system answered the question of its host.

"...Being taken care of by the world..." The young man leaned on the stuffed bear, and the blood on his body seemed to be flowing out endlessly. His eyes were unfocused and empty.

"It means she is loved by the world..."

"So I will be punished for killing her..."

"Because the world loves her and doesn't love me."

He felt unwell and very heavy.

The consciousness is still awake.

[Brother...I like this world...but it seems that the world doesn't like me...]

【Why doesn’t the world like me?】

He heard questions from his past in his memory.

So not only this world, but also the other world doesn't love him either.

"I want the world to love me."

"In this case, I won't feel bad about killing someone who is loved by the world."

Just like it's okay for family members to kill family members.

As long as he also gets the love of the world, it doesn't matter if he kills other people.

"Help me, Uncle System." The young man, almost half of his body stained red with his own blood, smiled darkly in his eyes.

It was a sincere smile full of trust and love.

[Should you choose to spend one billion emotional points to resist the punishment of the world's rules and obtain the attention of the world's rules?] Then Uncle System was silent for a moment and answered in a cold mechanical voice.

"Yes." The young man, who looked as if he had been tortured inhumanely to the point of dying, smiled.

"Let the world love me." He said.

It doesn't matter even if all the emotion points are spent.

He can say hello again and regain his mood points.

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