Chapter 534 Brainwashing Conference

The summer rain comes quickly and violently, bringing bursts of coolness and refreshing feeling.

It was time to get off work, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry. A tall man was standing on the roadside. He didn't hold an umbrella. The rain fell on his hair, which looked shiny from a distance.

The man took out his cell phone from time to time to check the time, his expression gradually becoming impatient.

Pedestrians passing by would sometimes peek at him, and many girls couldn't help but feel worthless for him. What kind of indifferent girl could bear to let such an excellent boyfriend wait?

Five minutes later, a white Mazda RX7 suddenly stopped in front of the man, causing a splash of water.

The man's reaction was faster. He opened his umbrella so fast that he couldn't see clearly, covering the water that was coming towards him. All the dirty water splashed onto the Mazda's body.

The man who brought an umbrella but did not use it to protect him from the rain was none other than Nobushige, who was wearing the mescal disguise. He reached out to open the passenger door and got in.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a familiar figure - Bourbon.

In fact, just an hour ago, this man had just gotten off work, and he left Lufeng Music Classroom after saying goodbye.

"You look very bad." Bourbon pretended not to know the reason, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Who provoked you?"

"A nasty guy."

After Nobushige got in the car, he casually dropped his umbrella at his feet. The water stains on the umbrella naturally stained the interior, and this scene obviously made Bourbon's temples beat with pain.

Nobuhiro imitated someone else's behavior and pretended to be innocent: "Oh, you changed cars?"

The car he is sitting in now is different from the affordable box-type sedan that Bourbon drove before. The Mazda RX7 is a very classic sports car, and the price is of course very gratifying. In short, it doesn't seem like a car that a frugal Bourbon would choose.

"This time I decided to stay in Japan, and of course I wanted to change to a car that I could get." Bourbon replied.

Immediately, he stepped on the accelerator, and the Mazda RX7 drove towards the unknown darkness at a speed that was about to exceed the limit.

Permanent?

This may be a good thing for Bourbon. After all, only in Japan can his role be maximized. But for Nobushige, this means that he will have to take Bourbon into consideration in many ways.

Therefore, it is true that ignorance is the happiest thing.

"Since you are now stationed in Japan, you must have a lot of work, right?" Nobushige asked casually, "This is probably why Rum called me over."

Although Rum is basically solely responsible for the conversion of mezcal in Scotland, in real terms, Nobushige is not Rum's subordinate. Normally, he would only accept orders from his husband. Today, Rum suddenly called him and Bourbon over for a meeting. This was the first time this happened.

Hearing this, Bourbon frowned slightly and said, "I've been very free recently and have nothing to do. If you don't want to help, don't get in the way."

Gee, is he being disliked?

But someone really dares to say that he is still very leisurely?

Unbeknownst to others, Nobuhiro knew exactly what Bourbon was busy with recently. The matter mentioned by Director Uchimura is not only of concern to Nobushige, but Toru Amuro is even more concerned about it, and the progress of their investigation is basically the same, and neither of them has yet found out the connection between the matter and the organization.

"Speaking of which, Gin has been pretty busy lately." Nobuhiro leaned against the car window, like an ordinary social animal chatting with his colleagues, "But even if Rum comes to find him, there's a high probability that that guy won't be obedient. .”

Bourbon's hand holding the steering wheel paused slightly, and he asked casually: "Why? I thought they had a good relationship."

"Who created this illusion for you?" Nobuhiro sneered, "I don't know what Rum thinks, but Gin..."

He did not continue because Nobuhiro knew that Bourbon would definitely investigate, and that person would only believe the results he found. All he had to do was give him a reminder, and he didn't know when this information would be used.

The Mazda RX7 parked near the organization's base in Tokyo. Nobuhiro and the others passed many checkpoints before successfully entering the base.

The Rum people in Italy will not leave easily unless something serious happens, so this so-called meeting is actually just a video conference.

In the conference room, Rum's figure was projected on the screen, which seemed a bit distorted, and his voice came out of the speakers unnaturally. However, Nobuhiro and the others could still tell that Rum was in a good mood.

"Gentlemen, our development has reached a critical period." Rum's voice came slowly, "It can be said that among the seven continents in the world, except for extreme areas, only Africa has not been set foot in."

In the next half hour, Rum made a detailed report on Africa's development potential and the organization's short-term plan. Nobuhiro was able to listen carefully at first, but later he was so sleepy that he yawned.

How can I put it this way? It feels like an ordinary person suddenly falls into the hands of some illegal MLM organization and is brainwashed in various ways. Although I really don't want to listen, I have to listen because my personal freedom is restricted.

Fortunately, Rum couldn't see the expressions of Mescal and Bourbon clearly, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken so excitedly, as if they were going to rule the world in the next moment.

Finally, Rum finished: "Okay, now you can talk about your thoughts."

This voice pulled Nobuhiro and Bobon's thoughts back from the inexplicable place. Bourbon adjusted his collar unnaturally to hide the fact that he had just been distracted. At first glance, he has been a good student for too many years and can't even pretend.

Nobuhiro was different. He took up what Rum said very naturally, even though he didn't really listen much just now: "Do we really want to expand to Africa? Although Africa has great development potential, at the current stage there are There are many problems. With all due respect, we are not a charity, so why should we expand our influence to Africa at this time?"

Don't tell him this is for long-term development. As a criminal group, it's really unnecessary.

Rum was very satisfied with his speech. He smiled and asked Bourbon: "Don't you know the reason, Bourbon?"

While Bourbon was thinking in his heart, this was probably the reason why the artist directed by Uchimura would have an accident in Africa, he calmly replied: "I also have doubts in my heart."

"Sure enough, that's the answer." Rum didn't seem to mind at all, "Gentlemen, don't you want to display your talents on a wider stage?"

Nobuhiro really wanted to complain about Rum's coaxing tone, but the time was not right, so he had to remain silent.

Sorry, he didn't believe Rum's words at all.

It should be true that the organization wants to expand to Africa, but it is absolutely impossible to say that the purpose is so simple.