The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand one hundred and seventy-three [Belmode admission]

Several figures appeared in Qin Jiu's mind, and he vaguely had a bad guess.

Sure enough, in the next second, the guess came true.

——After the "monitoring screen" on the wall lit up, it quickly split into three pieces.

Before the above picture was fully formed, soon, one of the pieces was maximized, occupying the entire scope of the "projection".

And the figure reflected in it is also clearly presented.

——It was a woman, tall and slender, with cold white skin, wet blond hair hanging down her back, and only a bath towel wrapped around her body... But even just a back view is enough for people to recognize her identity —Chris Wynyard. The world-renowned international film star is also the "Belmode" who enjoys a preeminent position in the organization.

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The reason why Belmode didn't pick up the glasses in time is obvious.

——She was soaking in the bath again just now, and it was still the bubble bath that she had to rinse off before going ashore.

Although I have noticed the flickering of the glasses a long time ago, and I don't mind playing with a pair of strange glasses like a mobile phone while taking a bath, Belmode, who is extremely hostile to "Shirley", doesn't want to get these glasses wet A thing that seems to have a lot of small tricks and is related to Shirley.

So she hurriedly washed off the foam, dried her face and hands, picked it up to study it, and then went through a mental journey like the gin just now, and put the glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Qin Jiu couldn't help showing a look at his teammates.

Almost at the same time, he heard the strange young man behind the desk next to him chuckle. There was not much sarcasm in his voice, but in the current scene, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a scene. Ruthless mockery.

Gin Jiu: "..." Thinking about just now, I also stepped into the trap so unknowingly, and the guy behind the table saw the whole process and made similar ridicule...

The blue veins on the forehead of Qin Jiu jumped up suddenly, and wanted to touch the gun again. It's a pity that the gun has long been replaced by the shameless Anonymous with a magic prop that sprays flowers, and it was thrown out by him as a hidden weapon just now. Now it is lying in the corner, and it is impossible to walk over and pick it up...

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Jiang Xia was quietly sitting on the sidelines watching, when he suddenly felt something on the way.

He tilted his head slightly, and for some reason, the murderous aura of gin had once again skyrocketed a lot.

Jiang Xia: "..." This kind of temper is really good, a little poke can explode a huge amount of murderous aura, I suggest that others learn more from Qin Jiu...

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Bermod took a bath to delay some work, but he quickly and smoothly did the same thing with Gin, entered the same place, and experienced similar shocks.

However, after all, when she came here, an unlucky old acquaintance had already arrived one step ahead. Therefore, Belmode was calmer than the gin just now.

Bermode also knew about the holographic game that "gambled on the lives of the second generation", and even among the "players" captured by Noah, there were people she paid close attention to.

So now, Belmode glanced at the clock in the room, then at the gun in the corner of Gin, and quickly understood: "...a game?"

After a pause, she looked at the young man sitting calmly behind the desk again, and narrowed her narrow and charming glasses slightly: "Are you the mastermind behind this holographic game?"

As he spoke, a murderous aura surged out, and the office was filled with the smell of apples and wine.

Akemi Miyano and Ms. Spider secretly sniffed the air, a blush of joy and confusion appeared on their faces. Fortunately, they were all wearing fancy masks, no matter what expressions they made, the two organization cadres would not see them.

Jiang Xia's smile became more gentle unconsciously.

He stretched out his hand to the two people in front of him, and made a gesture that seemed to welcome and invite a handshake: "Hello, this is our first meeting."

According to common sense, next, it seems that he should take the initiative to introduce himself.

But Gin and Belmode looked at him coldly, only to find that the other party seemed to have no such intentions at all.

The young man behind the desk just smiled slightly, and then said with some emotion: "But I really didn't expect that the two of you would accept my invitation so easily. You and I imagined that you should be vigilant and rational." The image is very different, this is really..."

He seemed to be polite and chose a neutral word for his evaluation: "It's surprising."

The corners of Gin and Belmode's eyes twitched, with murderous intent in their hearts.

However, before he could do anything, Gin took a look from the corner of his eye, and suddenly found that the two women who were standing quietly beside him clasped their fingers vaguely, as if they were about to do something, but Trying to endure again.

"..." Qin Jiu remembered their steel machine-like strength just now, snorted coldly, leaned back on the chair again, and decided to ignore this obvious provocation.

Bermode has never experienced the scene of being forcibly captured by someone falling from the sky.

But she was keenly aware: since Gin didn't rush over to overturn the desk, and then press the irritating provocateur behind the desk into a hole on the ground... there must be something tricky in it.

So she moved her body slightly, turned into a relaxed and friendly posture, raised her hand to straighten her wet hair, and decided to get some information out peacefully: "At this time, the master shouldn't start Would you like to introduce yourself?"

The young man opened his hands to them helplessly, with a condemning tone of "I have already said, but you didn't pay attention", and said of course: "Isn't all my identity written here? Are you here?"

The eyes of the two organization cadres fell on his palm.

Sure enough, there is a striking black "Z" print ~IndoMTL.com~ complicated and fancy, exactly the same as the one I saw in the newspaper before.

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Jiang Xia's tattoo is printed on her heart. Even the state of the soul is also in the heart.

But this place is actually just Noah's game space. Here, Jiang Xia even has authority beyond Noah. He created the NPC in his own image, and put the tattoo wherever he wanted.

"..." Considering that if you continue to keep the tattoo on your heart, and suddenly take off your clothes to reveal your anonymous identity, it sounds a bit too perverted... So Jiang Xia still put the mysterious imprint that reveals his identity on it. In the hand for easy observation.

As soon as the hand was stretched out, although the two people on the opposite side had expected it, after seeing the sign at close range, the two looked at Jiang Xia with more murderous intent than before.

Especially gin.

Of course Gin remembers this group of annoying guys—after all, the first time "Anonymous" became famous in society was because he destroyed Gin's plan to "explode the Shinkansen".