I! Black Organization Boss

He turned around and made a call while walking deep into the alley.

After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"Bourbon, how is it."

In the earpiece, there was an electronically synthesized voice that was neither male nor female

first.

Amuro smiled slightly: "Today I contacted Mescal, this guy has a lot of problems, I need more time to check him.,,

Rum hummed: "Be cautious, Belmode may chā hands at any time."

"Don't worry." Amuro nodded, "I'm a detective, a witch with a thousand faces... I was never afraid of it.

"Humph." Rum chuckled. "Then, I'll wait for the results of your investigation...Detective."

Ryazan drove home, stretched, and turned on the white light at the entrance of the yard.

He opened the refrigerator and poured himself a glass of Riesling wine. He was shaking the glass when he suddenly received a call from Belmode.

After listening to the phone, he showed a dumbfounded expression, walked slowly to the table, and opened the laptop.

About twenty minutes later, Shirley opened the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered, she saw Ryazan sitting in front of the laptop, writing something.

She put on slippers curiously, and walked to Ryazan

Both have been ordered for 20,000... moved.

Text Chapter 79 No one understands scripts better than me

Shirley walked to Ryazan, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the bug on the wall not far away.

After confirming that the bug was blocked by Ryazan, she curiously leaned to Ryazan.

Ryazan seemed to have not noticed her at all, and focused on typing something on the keyboard.

Shirley glanced at the screen and found that it was all in English.

"What are you writing?" She blinked and asked.

Hearing this voice, Ryazan stopped his work and turned to look at her.

"Oh, my dear Shirley, I almost didn't notice your arrival... I swear to God, if I knew you were coming sooner, I would definitely take out the apple pie made by Aunt Susan and treat you well."

Shirley: "???"

The girl's eyes appeared to be wary of mental illness.

Although she had known that Ryazan was unclear about his illness, it was really rare for her to become ill.

Seeing Shirley's expression, Ryazan was happy: "Don't look at me like a monster, I'm looking for feelings."

"Looking for a feeling?" Shirley repeated subconsciously.

Liang Zan said: "Sister Bei called me just now and said that she had been idle for a long time, and she was going to pick up a script and make a new movie... But the agent found her several scripts, and she felt too boring. ,Refused."

"Because the major production companies can't give her the satisfaction

Son, so she gave me a task and asked me to write him a

Satisfactory script...Ah, who did you say I provoke?"

Shirley was a little surprised when she heard Ryazan's words.

"You still write scripts?"

Ryazan snorted: "Of course, it's not that I am boasting, no one knows the script of a movie better than me!"

When he just crossed the world, Ryazan specifically investigated the entertainment industry in this world.

There are basically no works of art in his original world.

Movies, music, animation... Except for a few that can be matched, the others are simply blank.

Had it not been for Belmod to take him home and train him to become an organization killer, he might have been a big man in the entertainment industry now.

...Well, probably.

Shirley was delighted to hear Ryazan's boasting.

One of the best screenwriters in the world, this is probably only a shameless person like Mescal can say.

Ryazan returned his attention to the screen and said, "My dear, I will be busy for a while, can you help me make dinner?"

Shirley hissed.

Ryazan's dear call made her goose bumps.

"Could you not say such horrible things so casually...If you want to eat, I will just make it for you. Anyway, the dinner that I owed you for a month is not over yet^"

She stroked her arm with a small hand, and said with a look of disgust.

Ryazan smiled while typing on the keyboard.

Shirley gave him a white look and walked to the open kitchen in the living room.

Although her body has become smaller, she has begun to get used to it these days.

On Dr. A Li's side, she also often cooks, otherwise if she counts on a technology house in her fifties, she may only have to eat box lunches every day.

Ryazan focused on typing on the keyboard for a while, about halfway through

For hours, he was attracted by the smell coming from the living room.

He stood up and walked to the open kitchen, just in time to see Shirley pad her feet and take down a small pot.

She hummed a song, held the small pot with heat-resistant gloves, and placed it on the dining table.

Then, she took out two pieces of heated convenience store bread from the oven.

Although it is just ordinary 100-yen bread, it has a pleasant aroma after heating.

Seeing Ryazan, Shirley nodded: "I was just going to call you. I just came out by myself... Go wash your hands."

"Good!" Ryazan nodded, and ran to wash his hands as instructed.