I! Black Organization Boss

"Are you dying? Don't worry, what do you have

Just tell me in the last words, if I have time, I might help you finish it!"

Gin's hand subconsciously pushed hard, and the plastic case of the phone made an overwhelming creak.

He took a deep breath: "Mescal, you are all charged now, even if I kill you, the organization will not interfere."

Ryazan hurriedly coughed: "Just kidding, I'll just make a joke... You have something to order, I'll listen."

Gin wanted to sigh, but this behavior really didn't fit his style.

He said coldly: "I received news that Bourbon seems to have acted."

"I am completing a classified mission now. Belmode also went to the United States. Rum sent Bourbon to test you. There is no surprise at all."

"I don't have much contact with Bourbon, but one thing is for sure. This guy is very observant and active, and he has to say something like a famous detective."

Hearing this, Ryazan nodded: "Okay, I will be careful of him."

Gin sneered: "Be careful? Did you make a mistake?"

"The secretist usually hides in places I don't know. This time I finally got out of the hole. Go and investigate him carefully!"

"My instinct tells me that that guy definitely has a problem!" Ryazan: "..."

He couldn't help but want to applaud the gin.

Gin, a traitor radar, is really easy to use.

"Okay, I see." He nodded, "but there is no guarantee of the result."

Gin sneered and hung up.

Ryazan just wanted to go back to the office when Belmode called again.

Seeing Belmode's number, he was a little moved.

"As expected of my sister Bei, she called and cared about me at the first time. Unlike a certain scam, I only know to ask me to investigate..."

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He answered the phone: "Hello, this is Ryazan daze~"

Belmode ignored Ryazan’s greeting and said directly and seriously: "Maxcal, Rum sent Bourbon, and he should contact you soon!"

Ryazan gave a hum, smiling and preparing to praise Belmode for his care.

Before he could speak, Belmode continued: "If Bourbon wants to investigate you, he will probably come into contact with people around you. You must protect Kogoro Mouri’s daughter. If she loses a hair, wait for me. When you return to Japan, you are asking, do you understand?"

Ryazan: "???

Chapter 69 Conan is a little flustered

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Ryazan fell into thought.

Say well to care?

Is he still not Belmode's favorite cub?

It's not as good as gin, and the gin has given me some bourbon explanation!

Although there is no wind, Ryazan feels so cold.

He was expressionless and walked back to the office danglingly.

Seeing his appearance, Mugure was taken aback.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously and wanted to ask what happened to Ryazan, but felt the tragic aura of Ryazan, and silently held back.

Ryazan returned to his desk and stared at the table silently.

The policeman sitting next to him couldn't help but move the chair farther away from him.

After thinking for a while, Ryazan took out his Nokia mobile phone and began to edit the short f items quickly.

As soon as the off-duty time came, he drove directly away from the Metropolitan Police Department and went straight to Simachimu in Mihua City!

In the Mori detective office, Moriran returned home after school and was a little surprised to find that Mori Kogoro was not drinking today.

Mouri Kogoro was standing in front of the closet, choosing clothes with a serious face.

Suzuki Sonoko carried his schoolbag and followed her.

Seeing Moori Kogoro's appearance, she was also a little surprised: "Ah, the uncle is actually sober today?"

Mao Lilan couldn't laugh or cry: "Daddy doesn't drink every day..."

Conan sat reading a book, and he smiled and raised his head when he heard the conversation between the two of them: "Yes, Uncle Kogoro still does not drink one *day a week... That is when betting on horses."

Suzuki Soonko burst out laughing when he heard the words.

Morilan glared at Conan and walked towards Mori Kogoro.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Mouri Kogoro turned his head: "Ah, Xiaolan is back.

OK, you can choose for me. Which one should I wear for the wedding tomorrow?"

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She froze for a moment: "Dad, you want to get married?"

Kogoro Mouri almost spewed out old blood: "What the hell