Chapter 299 A Small Test

Nobushige never met the FBI again. Maybe they realized that they couldn't investigate him with that kind of strength alone, or maybe Shuichi Akai had determined that he had nothing to do with the organization.

He carefully observed for two more days before contacting Silla.

As the bodyguard of Lu Feng's music classroom, Silla barely fulfilled her duties as a bodyguard. Instead, she took control of part of the Fanshan family's company. In recent important political and economic meetings, Maoshan Kenzo Association took him with him to attend.

At first, Nobushige couldn't figure out the reason why Masuyama Kenzo did this, but now he can basically understand it.

It is a nostalgia for the prosperous years of youth and a review of the good times.

"Mr. Asano!" Silla immediately smiled at Nobuhiro after stepping into the music classroom, "How are you doing recently?"

The last time we met, this big man was still immersed in the pain of his sweetheart being persecuted by the organization, but now he seemed to be full of vitality.

In fact, not only Silla, but also the relatives of the victims of Ke Xue World often have a strong ability to withstand attacks. Many people are even able to put aside the pain and think rationally on the night their family members were killed. If it weren't for the fact that Silla would report information to the police through Xinfan's channels from time to time, Xinfan would have forgotten the pain he had experienced.

"I'm fine." Xinfan knocked on the table and motioned for Silla to sit down and talk, "I got a very interesting news here recently, related to you."

"Is there a new appointment..." Silla's eyes lingered on Enomoto Azusa for a moment, swallowed the unspoken words, and asked with her eyes instead.

Mescal did not talk to him alone. It seemed that what he was going to say next had nothing to do with the organization or the police. But apart from these two forces, Silla really didn’t know what else he could do. From the moment he entered the organization's sight, he had lost his freedom and self.

Nobushige placed a small plastic bag on the table, looked at Silla and said, "Pull out a hair and give it to me."

Silla was stunned for a long time. He felt that his limited brain could no longer keep up with Mescal's thinking.

If you don’t understand, ask: “What do you want my hair to do?”

"Just do a little test. Don't worry, it won't do you any harm."

In the shopping mall, Sohei Masayama, who had a close relationship with Kenzo Masayama and was resolute in his work, immediately turned into an honest and courteous person in front of Mescal. He didn't think about the meaning of Xin Fan's words at all, his body had already made the choice before his brain.

Nobuhiro got Silla's hair with satisfaction, and he decided to go find Isao Aoki today.

Silla paid a vague attention to Azusa Enomoto, and when she left the front hall to clean up the classroom, she immediately approached Nobutushige and said softly: "Mescal, Kenzo Masayama seems to have something to do recently. I found that he is paying close attention to politics. news. Or it should be said that he only pays attention to one person."

"Tiankou Zhongyan." Nobuhiro said without any surprise, "That is Pisk's next mission goal."

Silla had already guessed this possibility, but he was still surprised: "Why did the organization want to kill Tunguchi Shigehiko?"

"Because his corruption and bribery are true, and it is the organization that Shigehiko Tonkouzhi took advantage of his position to provide help." Nobuhiro's expression was indifferent, revealing a sarcastic coldness, "He is only under investigation now, but he will soon be Arrested by the police who have evidence. Pisk's mission is to silence Shigehiko Tonkou forever before then."

“You know so much!” Silla felt deeply frustrated.

In vain, he spent the whole day with Kenzo Mashan without looking up or down, but he didn't know as much as Mescal.

Nobuhiro didn't respond. He called Azusa Enomoto's name: "I'm going out to meet a friend. Xiao Ai will be here in the afternoon. Please help me remind her not to get too close to Edogawa Conan recently."

Although Azusa Enomoto was confused, she still nodded heavily in agreement.

Seeing this, Silla stopped talking and stopped talking to Xinfan about the organization.

Anyway, since Mescal has no other instructions, this matter should have nothing to do with him. He had better play the role of Sohei Moyama and find a way to help Mescal in time when he needs it.

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A foreign-funded biopharmaceutical company·Research Center·B1

"DNA testing takes eight hours to produce results." Isao Aoki, with a cold face, walked quickly in the narrow corridor with a pile of documents and data in his arms.

Xinfan followed him unhurriedly, always keeping half a step away: "So long?"

Isao Aoki tilted his head and glanced at him: "I can guarantee that you will never find a testing institution faster than ours in the whole of Japan. Most institutions will let you come back a week later, and then send the samples to a few laboratories that can do the testing. room."

"Then let's do something else in the meantime."

"Sorry for not being interested, I'm busy." Isao Aoki slapped the document in Mescal's face, but the other party avoided it lightly. "As you can see, our samples will be sent to the headquarters in Sweden soon. Listen, It is said that the organization has established a very advanced laboratory there, which is enough to provide any conditions that may be needed for the next experiment.

"And I have a lot of preparation work to complete before this. If your operations team can stop staring at me all day, I don't mind being lazy."

Xinfan frowned. He took the document and glanced at it twice. His tone suddenly became serious: "I just moved Swedish research to Japan. Why should I build another biological laboratory in Sweden?"

Isao Aoki stopped in front of a door and cast a sarcastic look at Mescal: "Are you asking me?"

If he had known what the crazy executives of the organization were thinking, he would have stopped living in a place like this!

Nobuhiro turned the document to the last page, where a codename stood out—RUM.

There is no obvious division between superiors and subordinates in the organization. The status of members with code names is actually the same, but there are people in charge of individual tasks and projects. The persons in charge of a certain area, such as Mescal and Gin, will have looser authority, but this does not mean that they can order other code members at will. In addition, the organization divided its employees into several groups. The action group was where Codename members gathered the most, and of course it became the hardest hit area for undercover agents. There are also many intelligence teams, logistics teams, etc.

But, rum is different.

Although he also has a code name, in theory he belongs directly to that gentleman like other members. However, Rum's power is far greater than that of others, and he even has several subordinates under his direct leadership, such as Bourbon and Curacao.

For such a huge organization, the daily management of the BOSS alone is definitely not enough, so Rum often gives orders on behalf of that gentleman.

This was originally something Mescal had long been familiar with, but when he saw this document, a sense of violation lingered in his heart and he couldn't get rid of it.