I! Black Organization Boss

Mescal...commercially capable?

If killing and overtaking is considered a commercial ability, let alone Mescal is really very commercial... It's just that the second lady of the Suzuki family might not be able to learn this ability.

At this time, all the audiences who were watching the live broadcast were surprised.

"Hello, am I wrong? The police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department can actually teach the second lady of the Suzuki Foundation about business knowledge?"

"There must be some dirty PYjiāo in this!"

"A wave of real name envy!"

In front of the TV screen, Pisk was surprised.

"It didn't take long for Mescal to come to Japan, and he actually got on the line of the Suzuki Consortium... It's terrible..."

Shirley squinted her eyes while watching the TV screen at home.

Not far away, Dr. A Li was screwing his new invention. Seeing the content on TV from a distance, he couldn't help but sigh: "As expected, the Ryazan police officer who can appreciate my invention, I can eat it everywhere.

Upon hearing this, Shirley turned her head and glanced at him.

Then he said coldly: "Doctor, you have recently been ingesting too much carbon and water. Let's eat vegetable salad for dinner for the next week."

At the Maori detective office, Conan looked at the TV screen with an unhappy expression.

Damn, catching Kidd’s important thing, you didn’t even take me with you

And when Suzuki Jiroki finished speaking, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Ryazan gives advice to the garden for business?"

This inexplicable style of painting made him a little unacceptable for a while.

Bourbon was drinking tea at home while watching the live broadcast of Kidd.

Hearing Suzuki Jiroki's words, he spouted a sip of tea.

He looked at the TV screen dumbfounded.

Ryazan, what is this guy doing?!

The first two chapters of the text What day is this?(on)

Bourbon fell into contemplation.

As a qualified Japanese policeman, he is

Love deeply.

Ryazan, a top killer of a black organization, blatantly entered the Metropolitan Police Department. This has made him very depressed. In a blink of an eye, this guy has reached an ulterior cooperation with the largest consortium in Japan?

Bourbon is really a bit te.

"Mescal... in the next big game."

Watching TV, Suzuki Jiroyoshi and Nakamori Ginji were fighting for the camera, he reached out and turned off the TV directly.

On Ryazan's side, after returning to the house, he was about to wash and sleep when he suddenly received a text message on his mobile phone.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, it was sent by Xiaozhan.The text message is just a few words, and Ryazan is inexplicable.He returned a text message.

[Come here in a while?

In a few seconds, Xiao Ai's text message came back.

Ok.

Ryazan praised the corner of his mouth.

After confirming with the real eye that the police and the Suzuki consortium had left, he changed the color of the light at the door.

After a while, Xiao Ai opened the door and walked in.

Looking at the little sorrow of changing shoes at the door, Ryazan said strangely: "Shirley, what did you mean by the economist?"

Shirley looked at him with false eyes: "The second young lady of the Suzuki Foundation will learn from you. Are you still an economist?"

Ryazan was taken aback: "Yuanzi? Learn from me? What the hell?"

Seeing Ryazan's confused look of question mark Sanlian, Shirley probably guessed what was going on.

It seems that the old man from the Suzuki consortium made his own claim about this matter...

Thinking of this, she was a little unhappy.

What's so good about Mescal...A world-class super consortium unilaterally posted the heir?

In Ryazan's gaze, she hummed, "Are you curious? Then guess it, don’t you always look like you know everything?

Ryazan touched his chin: "Why don't I tell a secret, let's change it?"

Shirley blinked: "What's the secret?"

Ryazan said with a serious look: "You are wearing white underwear today with aqua blue lace."

After speaking, he smiled heartily: "My secret is told to you, it's up to you."

Shirley: "???"

She was silent for a few seconds, and made up her mind that next time she came to see Ryazan, she had to bring her pocket-sized hand.

Seeing Shirley's appearance, Ryazan Survival went online and quickly coughed.

He walked to the clothes rack at the door and took out a floppy disk from the pocket of the black windbreaker.

Holding the floppy disk, he came to Shirley, knelt down, and handed it over.

"Dangdang~ A gift for you!"

Seeing the floppy disk in Ryazan’s hand, Shirley was a little surprised: "This is the floppy disk I sent to my sister? Did you get it back?" Ryazan said, "As a professional policeman, turn the window to get something.

It's not a problem at all!"

Shirley couldn't help being happy:

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