Chapter 1295 Nobuhiro’s Guilt

"Artists? When does the organization need artists to join?"

"Don't use your ignorance as a tool to show off." Belmode sneered unceremoniously, "The organization is willing to accept any outstanding person, no matter what field it is."

Gin glanced at her and asked, "Do you know something?"

"Geez." Belmode lit a cigarette, "How can I compare to mezcal?"

Belmode's words shifted everyone's attention to Nobuhiro.

No matter where you are in the workplace, as long as there is competition, intrigues are inevitable. This holds true for organizations as well.

Mescal entered the organization less than four years ago with full plans, but he skipped the process that most people spend decades to go through, passed several hurdles, and directly became the top executive in the Asia-Pacific region as the former head of Northern Europe and acting head of Japan. lead.

Look at the people who have the same relationship with him as colleagues. Gin and Belmode have been working hard in the organization for decades, but now they can't compare to a mere mezcal!

Why?

Faced with the questioning eyes on him, Nobuhiro remained extremely calm. He was even in the mood to tease Bermod: "In terms of knowledge, I may not be as clear as you. After all, everyone knows that that person is special to you. "

"Ha." Belmode chuckled and said nothing more.

However, Nobushige felt that Bermod seemed unhappy.

It seems that she doesn't care about Karasuma Renye's favor, and even thinks it is a pain.

What is the relationship between Belmod and Renye Karasuma?

Zero has been close to Belmod for a while, does he know anything?

Everyone chatted and mocked each other for more than ten minutes. Rum and BOSS appeared in front of the camera almost at the same time, as if they had agreed in advance.

However, Karasuma Renye still looked as mysterious as before, and did not let his subordinates see his true appearance. With the effect of light and shadow, just from watching the video, I think Karasuma Renya is a stooped old man.

He glanced at the screen and said with satisfaction: "It seems that everyone is here and the meeting can begin."

Wait, this voice...

Karasuma Renye saw that everyone was looking at each other, and no one was planning to speak, so she was surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Sir, is your voice changer broken?" Nobuhiro reminded him kindly.

Renye Karasuma was stunned for a moment, then spoke two more words into the microphone, still in a childlike voice. Hearing this voice, Karasuma Renye's face suddenly stiffened - of course, since he was covered in shadows in the video, no one could see it except himself.

The screen with the name of BOSS went black, and then lit up again after two seconds.

"Is it normal now?" This time it was a hoarse and cold electronic sound.

"It's normal." Rum replied.

Karasuma Renye breathed a sigh of relief: "It's time for a replacement in the logistics team. Even a simple device like a voice changer can break. If it breaks, it will break. It actually made my voice so immature!"

His words really confirmed an old saying: There is no three hundred taels of silver here.

Renye Karasuma is really a magical person, in charge of the largest evil force in the world, and he is so ambitious that he wants to subvert human civilization, but whenever he appears, he always messes up the supposedly serious atmosphere. He is quite capable.

"Ahem." Karasuma Renye cleared her throat, and a sharp and harsh voice came out of the microphone, "Please report on the recent work progress."

Although he used the word "capital", Nobushige knew that he was the only one who needed to report. After all, Belmod and his like always liked to collect all the information to him.

Nobuhiro hasn't read it yet, but it doesn't matter, he can finish it.

"There are 89 experts who have been contacted in the medical field, and they basically agree with our plan. The list of strong resistance has been handed over to the action team. The progress in the political and economic circles is relatively slow, because the Japanese election is about to be held, and the change of leaders may have a negative impact on our development. A large impact. In addition, a few people have doubts about the purpose of TENSE, especially the National Police Agency, which has been taking frequent actions recently."

"It's those annoying guys again." Karasuma Renye sighed heavily.

Rum said: "There is nothing to fear from them, but our own progress is a bit too slow."

"It seems that the sacrifice that was made to scare the monkeys last time was not qualified..." Rum murmured to himself.

What does he want to do?

Nobushige immediately became alert.

"Mezcal should know that the day after the press conference, the Japanese public security banned the Pop-Flower Hotel."

"As long as you are in Japan, you won't miss something like this that has made the news." Nobushige filled the hole Rum dug for him.

Good guy, what about the promised cooperation? Is it really appropriate to say such suspicious things in front of Karasuma Renya? Rum, you are so shameless!

Rum smiled, but did not refute Mescal's words: "Yes, but the thing that made this news fermented was the explosion at the Popcorn Restaurant."

"Oh?" Belmod raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that explosion your masterpiece, Rum?"

"That's just a small warning. I didn't expect that the police not only failed to remember it, but also went more and more excessive. This cannot continue." Rum crossed his hands in front of him, his eyes serious, as if he was really dedicated to organizational considerations,

"But we can't blame the police too harshly. Maybe my reminder was too subtle."

BOSS knocked on the table: "Tell me the key points."

Rum said calmly: "I suggest that the intelligence team and the action team join forces to carry out precise attacks on every operation of the public security. If it can cause casualties to high-level officials, the effect will be better."

"The plan is good, but it's difficult to execute." Rai pointed out calmly, "We can't predict the actions of the police. The Rice Krispies Hotel can only grasp their whereabouts because we take action first."

"Don't worry, Rai." Rum deliberately paused here for two seconds, and then asked with a smile, "How do you know there are no of our own people in the police?"

The high-definition camera in front of everyone recorded every subtle change in expression, and the effect was better than meeting in person.

Rum specially observed Xinfan, but the result disappointed him. Xinfan's expression was still very calm, as if he really had nothing to do with the police.

Ah, what a terrible guy.

How long can you hold on?

Two seconds later, Rai spoke, and his first sentence was praise: "As expected of the head of the intelligence team, he can break through even the impregnable police."

From a certain perspective, the organization's intelligence work is even superior to that of the FBI, but a large part of the reason for this is that the police understand the FBI's style better than the organization. Even if they have agents embedded within the police, most of them have already been monitored by the police and are just waiting for the right opportunity to exchange conditions or give up.

After hearing Ley's praise, Rum became modest: "We can't always passively accept these undercover agents from the government!"

Rum’s words were not only referring to mezcal and bourbon, but also included rai. But if a mere word could break Rai's defense, then he wouldn't be Shuichi Akai.

Nobuhiro sat boredly in front of the computer and watched Rum and Shuichi Akai act. The scene in front of him was familiar yet unfamiliar, which made him irritated.

Rum wants to target the police's actions, and his methods will only become more extreme each time. Nobushige now knows the news, but he is unable to pass the information to the police. It was probably because of this confidence that Rum told him his plan in front of him.

Perhaps Rum just wanted to use this piece of information as bait to see how Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had broken off his wings, would struggle.

Of course Nobuhiro didn't want to do what Rum wanted, but he had to do something. He couldn't stand by and watch the losses that the police were about to face. The most important thing is that the high-level officials mentioned by Rum...most likely mean "Reduced Valley Zero".

Who is the nail hidden inside the police?

The high-level informal meeting of the organization ended with a joke between Rum and Rai. The research team did not attend the meeting today, so Nobushige did not see Isao Aoki. He originally had some questions that he wanted to ask around, but now he had to look for another opportunity.

However, when everyone was exiting the online conference room one after another, Renye Karasuma casually chatted with Rum about the experiment:

"Recently, my body has been abnormal again. If I continue like this, I may not be able to survive..."

Nobuhiro only listened to the beginning. Before he was ready to continue listening to the corner, Rum had already closed the conference room. He was kicked out by the administrator.

Nobuhiro: "..."

Gin glanced at Mescal, who seemed to be shocked, and joked: "If you want to know that person's secret so much, you might as well ask Belmode directly."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not interested in the BOSS's secrets at all!!" Nobuhiro was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his fur instantly exploded.

Just kidding, Rum can easily hear their conversation, even if it is an act that everyone knows well, there can be no flaws.

Gin had never realized that Mescal could be so cowardly before, and he felt like the black moonlight was shattered.

"I'm leaving first." Gin said as he glanced at the pile of documents on Mescal's desk that was higher than him.

Nobushige saw a hint of sympathy in Gin's eyes, yes, sympathy! Even though Gin's expression changed slightly, he could still recognize that emotion as sympathy!

He was actually pitied by a model worker!

So Rum tried his best to cut off his retreat just to get free labor, right?

"That's right." About to step out of the office door, Gin suddenly turned back, "I checked..."

"What?" Nobuman just picked up the top document and planned to approve it.

Gin looked at him and the office carefully, and then continued: "A website against artificial intelligence has recently appeared on the Internet. I checked the IP address. There should be FBI support behind the website. "

Xin Fan nodded: "The country with the best development of artificial intelligence is the United States. The FBI has no reason to curb the development of emerging industries, so they should already know or at least be vaguely aware of the organization's purpose."

But that's not what Gin wanted to say in the first place.

"Belmod should go back to the United States, the FBI is the most annoying." Gin said coldly.

His feud with the FBI is far deeper than that of the police. Even as the head of the Japanese branch, his work is always filled with the annoying FBI.

Nobushige shrugged: "It's a pity that Belmode pursues mysticism. She can go wherever she wants."

Gin walked closer and pressed an envelope-like object under the pile of documents. He did it very covertly, even if there was surveillance in the office, he would not be discovered.

Nobuhiro was slightly stunned and looked up at Gin, who was a head taller than him.

"Look at Belmod. Although she is not in cahoots with Rum, she is not loyal to the organization." When Gin said this, his frown never let go, "I always feel that this woman... …”

He did not continue.

Nobuhiro didn't ask.

Gin turned around neatly and left Nobushige's office.

After his figure completely disappeared outside the door, Nobuhiro still stood in front of the table and looked in the direction of the elevator.

This was the first time that Nobuhiro felt guilty about Gin. Even though the guilt was very slight, so slight that it could almost be ignored, it did exist.

He knew that Gin was doing this just for the sake of organization and to get rid of the black sheep Rum as soon as possible. But facing Gin's inexplicable trust in him, Nobuhiro still felt guilty.

Human thinking is really complex.

Xinfan rubbed his temples with a headache and took out the letter.

He was pretty sure there was no surveillance in his office, and Rum wouldn't need to use this method to monitor him anyway.

Nobuhiro opened the letter and found that there was only one line written on the entire A4 paper, but this mere line made Nobuhiro's eyes suddenly widen.

[The research team is conducting experiments on that person and Belmode, on the same project. ]

He knew the first half of the sentence all along, but the focus was on the second half. Did it turn out that Renye Karasuma and Belmod were participating in the same experimental project?

But Nobushige didn't know what this project was. Bellmod had been transferred from him to Isao Aoki for a long time. According to Rum's reuse of Isao Aoki, the value of Bellmod must be more than just a preparatory plan for eternal life.

What made him even more curious was why Karasuma Renye wanted to become the experimental subject herself.

If he wants to study something, there are a lot of experimental subjects for him to choose from, and there is no need to take risks on his own. Unless this experiment can only be done by himself.

But in that case, what happened to Belmode?

Nobushige suddenly recalled what he heard Karasuma Renya say just now:

"Recently, my body has been abnormal again..."

He originally thought that Renye Karasuma was talking about the mismatch between the child's body and his thinking, but if it was just for this reason, there was no need for Rum to cut off the communication so quickly. There must be something more important that he and Gin cannot know.

etc!

Does the "my body" in Karasuma Renya's words refer to the body he is currently using, or is it the real Karasuma Renya's body? ?