People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

The key is that the Fujiwara consortium is really leaky, although these consortia are all very similar, but there is really no clue at all.

I want to grasp something on the dark side, but many of the disappeared people in the Fujiwara Foundation have a reasonable placement, such as dying unexpectedly, or going abroad, and there is no way to verify where this country has gone.

Maybe he died unexpectedly.

It's so unexpected, real, it's completely impossible to verify.

And they can't guarantee that there are no loopholes under their hands.

This requires Fujiwara to take action from the political and legal aspects for the rest of his life, and this will not be criticized by the people?

The influence of the Metropolitan Police Department is still there.

Not to mention that Neon also has a vigorous and resolute public security system.

Everyone was silent, and they didn't know which industry would be the next unlucky.

However, there are always people who dare to make small gestures, and Thomas Sindora is a prime example.

At this moment, the two of them are going in both directions, and they are measuring each other and preparing to put each other to death.

And the plan that Gray Yuan Ai finally gave was also very violent, using money to buy off their finances, and then checking the accounts first, attacking the heart.

Using the organization's capabilities to exert pressure is also a solution.

This time, it was Fujiwara's turn to take advantage of his position.

He first made a direct call to Gin.

Today was supposed to be the weekend, and I received a call from Fujiwara for the rest of my life, and the gin was still a little incredible.

Say.

Gin's voice was a little tired, too tired to ask more.

"Give me medicine.

"Okay. "

So simply

?" Why didn't you ask me today?"

"Well, whose mission. "

The Lord's mission.

Gin was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I asked Vodka to bring you the medicine, you contact him yourself, okay, hang up first."

Gin's voice grew weaker and weaker, and Fujiwara wanted to ask something, but stopped.

"You have a good rest. "

Huh?" Gin

snorted in surprise.

Fujiwara thought about it for the rest of his life, probably because the task was too urgent, but the recent news did not broadcast any important information, maybe they had done it secretly, so Gin was so tired this time.

There

was another silence.

Gin hung up.

In one room, there are several computers, and next to it is the monitoring room, on which several screens are clearly visible, closely monitoring the entire base.

Vodka pushed the door in, looking at Gin hanging his hand: "Big brother, are you okay with your hand?" Gin

looked at Vodka angrily, without saying a word, as if to say whether you did it on purpose.

Vodka bowed his head, thinking as if he had said the wrong thing again.

Belmode said that the target was not dead, but he had not woken up either. "

Huh?" Gin

stared at Vodka sharply to make sure he wasn't lying.

The answer is no.

Vodka did not dare to lie about gin.

"What's going on?"

"He's lucky, his heart is different from ordinary people, it's a little to the right, so...."

Gin can't believe it, this kind of thing can happen.

It's not good to be a teacher.

He and Vodka squatted at the intersection for so long that they finally crouched to the target.

Unfortunately, the bank at the intersection happened to be robbed by robbers.

Then, the target was blocked in the middle by two groups of robbers and Gin.

Nothing happened.

For a while, the three parties flew into flames, and they didn't know who was fighting whom, so they started a scuffle.

Gin was unlucky and was hit in the right hand by a stray bullet.

Fortunately, there is no big problem, but they are forced to be a little embarrassed, the robbers have rifles, and they will definitely not bring rifles when they come out to assassinate.

For the sake of accuracy, the other two snipers were mounted at high points, and Gin directly replenished the guns on the spot.

The opponent's vehicle was bulletproof, and later it was only possible to get close, and throwing several grenades to no avail.

Seeing that there were more and more guards, and because he was interfered with by the group of robbers during the operation, Gin rushed directly with vodka.

Cohen and Chianti slammed into one of the apex positions of the window for several minutes in a row, and finally broke the window.

Through the gap, Gin shoots the target in the heart, and the vodka sees it well.

The retreat was on the side of the robbers, and as Vodka drove over, Gin was shot by the panicked robbers.

After Gin came back, he kept thinking about that group of people.

Afterwards, Gin directly inquired about this group of stupid lair, picked up the guys and took this group of criminals who were not at the level and got in the way.

As the saying goes, there are three holes in the cunning rabbit, and if you don't vent your anger when you destroy a gang, this action is two days and two nights.

Just throw this bunch of idiots into the sea to feed the fish.

I don't know when they will run out to stir up the situation one day.

Subsequently, not long after Gin was busy, he received a call from Fujiwara Yusheng.

He was tired and wanted to take a nap, but he met the words of vodka and directly sobered him up.

Grandma's!

Gin held his forehead, rarely showing a sense of slackness, and recently I feel that the people under my hands are becoming more and more unpleasant.

"What about Bourbon? Tell him to do this, and besides, Fujiwara's affairs for the rest of his life will not be investigated. "

He's really feeling a little tired, unless he is asked to clean up the traitors, then he will be alive immediately.

The title of the Phantom God of Civil War is not called for nothing.

On the other side, Fujiwara Yusheng, who was still planning in a precise plan, received an anonymous letter.

Or Gray Yuan Wai found it in the mailbox when he went to get the courier.

The signature is just one word

"

none"?

Interesting, what does this none?

Fujiwara Yusheng opened the envelope with great interest, and two words were written on the white paper as big as his palms together.

- Be careful.

"What does this man mean, does he know that someone is spying on us?"

Fujiwara touched Ashbara's cheek, and a cluster of flames burned the envelope.

Fujiwara Yusheng also told Akai Shuichi about the traces of being watched, after all, that photo can't be faked.

Someone must have been secretly doing something, but the photo wasn't too long away, and one afternoon after the phone was released, they went to the department store to have fun and were photographed.

In retrospect, they had been walking around that day and had been in the car, which meant that the other party also knew his license plate, and the identity data was clear.

Identity

data, by the way, big data!"

I might know who it is.

The corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched, and his thoughts seemed to see the sun through the clouds.

"My identity is usually kept private, but Thomas Sindora was able to get his hands on my information through his internet channels. "

It's crooked, in fact, it's not counted, those who have been exposed to big data algorithms know how terrible this thing is, it may be more familiar with yourself than yourself.

"Understood, business competition!" Gray

Yuan Ai's little head was stunned, and he immediately reacted.

"That's right!"

"Then isn't that a reason to do anything to him?"

"Hehe.

Fujiwara smiled mysteriously, and then dialed the vodka.