The top of the rooftop of a high-rise building, which is the area where sniper bullets were fired not long ago. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man lay on the ground with his eyes closed and looked peaceful, but blood spread from his abdomen, staining the crystalline tiles red in direct sunlight.

A hand reached from a high place, swept away a sniper rifle that had fallen not far away, and placed it in a guitar bag that had been prepared long ago, and slung it on one shoulder.

The man pulled a booklet out of his bosom and wrote something with his pen as he walked briskly.

"Remy-martin, a member of Operation Group B, 39 years old, unaffiliated, carrying a Soviet SVD...... The ninth mission was given an LB anesthetic needle, and death was confirmed at 14:02, and the body was recovered at approximately 14:07. ”

The figure snapped the pamphlet shut and looked at the blue sky outside the building: "Above, the report is complete." ”

......

Restricted area coded as APTX.

A mysterious man hidden behind a dark curtain sits with his back to the door and facing the window, his fingers tapping unhurriedly on the armrest of the seat.

“...... At present, the nine people who targeted Gibson have all lost contact with him in less than an hour after the operation, and the bodies of the first three have been recovered. ”

The metallic voice finally read all the reports, and the screen of the display on the left wall of the room automatically refreshed, no longer a dazzling line of handwriting, but a simple name, a name familiar to everyone present.

Yes, both.

In addition to the robots, there are two living beings alone in this room.

One is the adult in the organization who has no tail of the dragon, and the other is naturally Belmode, who is known as the Witch with a Thousand Faces.

She was sitting on a soft sofa at this time, her left leg resting on her right leg and sitting naturally, staring at the black and white screen in front of her, unhurriedly drinking the hot tea that had been brewed.

Even if the handwriting on the display changed to the code name of the person she was related to, she didn't change her face.

"Belmode, you have a good son. But the adult who sat with her back to her kept looking at the cityscape looming by the curtains, and his eyes were gilded with an inexplicable color.

Belmode silently placed the teacup on the glass coffee table.

She turned her head sideways to look at the adult who was still looking straight ahead, but she smiled slightly: "If you really believe that he did these things, then I have nothing to say." ”

"In the United States, he has done a lot of this kind of thing. The adult's voice was tinged with a hint of sarcasm, but his tone was still the same as that of a crow, and it gave goosebumps all over his body, "I let him come back from Japan, not to make him repeat the mistakes of the past, but to make him correct some flaws." ”

"It's natural, my lord, but he can't do it, doesn't he see that once he is gentle, he immediately becomes harmless?" Belmode stood up and walked in the direction of the adult, "I think he is more likable than this state, isn't he?"

"I admired him before the accident with Shirley, so I was going to let him and Shirley share the research project with Shirley APTX4869 at first, but the cute cat lady left early, and everything couldn't be carried out...... Things seem to have been out of my control ever since. ”

"Kurosawa Silver has never been under your control. ”

"He inherited the perfect genes of you and Gin, but unfortunately he didn't inherit the loyalty of the two of you to me and to the organization. The white bi is slightly flawed, which is more repugnant than pure defective products. He should not have been born in my time, nor should he have rebelled against me again and again. ”

Belmode stopped at her desk, her hands on the edge of the table, and she looked at the adult with her back to her: "He's still an ignorant child after all. ”

"If you make a mistake, you have to be punished, this is the ironclad rule within the organization. It's a pity that in modern times, the executing judges are not as good as one, and the three members have been reduced to a boring profession only for traitors, and it is not uncommon to defy the law. ”

"Is that Bloody Mary? she did lately...... Don't get up to business. ”

"This is also a good thing for your good son...... I don't want to go into how many people he's changed, how many rules he's changed, and still get away with it...... I need his reply, not of course, not this massacre of fellow members, which I have warned him of long ago. ”

"That kid doesn't kill, that's ......"

"You don't have to quibble for him, if he is innocent, he will come back and explain when everything is over. ”

“......”

"Anyway, Bei, he's treating you like his own mother, right? you know ......."

“A_secret_makes_a_woman_woman，and_makes_a_man_mature.”

“...... All right, it's up to Gibson...... If you meet him secretly, remember to remind him that those who dare to assassinate are the elite of the organization, and he needs to protect the people who want to kill him from dying, otherwise he will ...... I'm sure he understands what I'm going to say. ”

“...... Be. ”

"Geniuses are feared, and the faithful are rewarded. I prefer a loyal minister to a genius, he is too self-righteous. ”

The adult's voice faded and disappeared after he said this.

......

Organizational Divisions.

Several people who have a division of anti-ritual forces within the organization are in different areas at the same time, but they all have some electronic products in front of them or on their bodies.

It connected with the voice of the Lord's mansion.

The conversation just now also reached their ears.

The eyes of these people are ever-changing.

Until the video influence is cut off by the bribes, they are still immersed in their own world and cannot extricate themselves.

......

The other side.

Belmode waited for two or three minutes, then stepped on his high heels and walked briskly from this side of the desk to the opposite side, leaning back against the window, looking at the person sitting in the office chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

No, perhaps, it cannot be called "human".

Sitting in the office chair is at best a full-height mannequin, apparently manipulated inside, and a megaphone on the outside, which is visibly positioned in front of the chest.

In layman's terms, she was just talking to a tape person.

But when she encounters this kind of thing, it has not been once or twice, she has become accustomed to it, and even for her as an actor, this is just a kind of afternoon tea.

The main play is in the back.

Belmode tore off the film from his right index finger and attached it to the mannequin's eye.

Click.

The mannequin's abdomen automatically bulged, and then opened with a snap, and it turned out that there was a design secret door on it.

The secret door opened, and inside was a small space, where two diamonds, as usual, were placed, and a half-open document was pressed underneath.

“My_favorite。 ”

“So，boss，as_you_wish.”

Belmode packed his bags, stayed in the room for another hour, and pushed the door open.