"What are you doing here?" Just when Gin was about to do it, a voice instantly shrank his pupils, and he immediately pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it back.

"It's you? What are you doing here." Seeing the woman standing behind him, Gin put down his guard.

"Of course I came to investigate the surveillance video. The time when the eight generations of Guijiang died is very doubtful. I am worried that your transaction will be seen last night." Belmode said without changing his face.

After learning that the eight generations of Guijiang died, she knew that Jinjiu would come to investigate the surveillance video, so she rushed here one step ahead of time, just waiting for the appearance of Jinjiu.

Conan's identity still belongs to her alone, so she doesn't want Gin to discover this. In addition, she doesn't have a good impression of the organization, and she has accepted her fate to help the organization over the years.

Only in this way can the gentleman in the organization trust her even more. Since he can't escape the shackles of the organization, he must at least climb to the highest place. This is Belmode's mind.

"Have you seen it?" Gin frowned, until there was no doubt that Belmode's disguise methods were well-known in the organization, and could easily become anyone who has the right to enter the monitoring room at any time.

Originally, it was the most convenient thing for Belmode to do this, but Gin didn't look down on it. With his strength, Conan could be found last night, but because he paid too much attention to this transaction, his vigilance was lax. A lot.

"Of course, don't worry, no one has ever entered the cabin except you and vodka, the old thing and the woman. That woman's death should be an accident. Who knows who she has offended."

Belmode had a gloating expression on her face, she was indeed gloating, because she was jealous, yes, jealous of the eight generation Guijiang who had been brutally killed.

The eight generations of Guijiang are not very beautiful, let alone they are now fifty-eight years old. Compared with Belmode, the two are simply the difference between **** and heaven.

The reason Belmode is jealous of this woman is because she feels that the eight generations of Guijiang do not know how to cherish her current life, and even making a deal with the organization is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.

According to her understanding of the organization, as long as the Yatsushiro Group has no use value, there is no need for Yatsushiro Entaro and Yatsushiro Guijiang to survive, even if the elixir of life is really completed.

They will also be killed by the people of the organization. The gentleman in the organization is not a good bird. She has seen too many things like this. Some people who have worked with the organization before have been squeezed out of their own value. Later, the people sent by the organization were killed.

"That's good. Vodka and I will withdraw first. There are too many police officers here, so as not to expose your identity because of our relationship." There is no trust among the people in the organization. The reason why Gin believes Belmode's words is only because He knew very well that Belmode could not betray the organization.

Although he didn't know why the gentleman believed in Belmod so much, it had nothing to do with him. He was just a killer, a killer who wanted to gain stronger strength and live long.

On the surface, Gin looked as if he didn't care about anything, just like a person without feelings. In fact, his ambition is very big, otherwise he would not join the black organization.

It's just that Gin Jiu knows that although his strength is strong, he is not invincible enough to despise everything, and for some reason, he is the least likely to betray that gentleman. There is no one.

And that gentleman knew this well, so he trusted Gin very much. Over the years, Gin helped him handle a lot of things, and even no one else knew about it. After all, the relationship between Gin and that gentleman is not the same. simple.

"It's up to you, anyway, the deal is already done. I just need to make sure that the old guy won't die while on this ship." Belmode also knew that the gentleman was very fond of this deal, so Yatsushiro Yan Taro can never die.

As for the eight generations of Guijiang, it is not important, and they did not expect that people would kill people on this ship, and the people who killed the eight generations group.

"Huh." Hearing Belmode's words, the gin snorted and left immediately. This task is very important. He believes Belmode will not mess up unless she wants to taste the anger of that gentleman.

"I'm afraid you would never dream of it. The second generation 4869 developed by that kitty has a stronger effect than the first generation." Seeing the place where the gin disappeared, Belmode smiled mysteriously. .

The first and second generations of the 4869 have their own advantages and disadvantages, but in Belmode's view, the second generation 4869 developed by Xiao Ai is really hopeful to achieve the effect of immortality.

Especially in this era, the first-generation drug effect can only restore youth, and it does not really achieve immortality and youth, but the speed of cell division in Belmode has become several times slower than ordinary people. Much.

It is the so-called delay of aging, and the second-generation drug effect can directly turn the user into a child without any impact on the body. This is the perfect one in Belmode's view.

"Then, it's almost time to test the little man." Thinking of the abnormality of his badge last night, Belmode decided to contact Xiaozhi again, hoping to find some clues about the badge.

Belmode couldn't help but be moved by the power that could catch her who fell from a fifty-story building. It was a hope that could make her a free man, and it was only the most direct light.

Go back to the room, put on a dress that can highlight your figure, apply lip ointment on your thin red lips, and put your long golden hair casually behind you. Red nail polish adds a mystery to Belmode The breath of...