A stylish red sports car was parked outside the West End Museum, and a tall figure wearing a sexy black dress with high slits stood next to it.
Seeing the young people approaching from far away on the sidewalk, Belmod's lips slightly raised, revealing an open smile.
"Little Yujiang, long time no see." When Yujiang came closer, Bellmode stretched out her hand to rub someone's furry head, but the next moment she met a pair of cold eyes, "Ah, why are you so fierce?"
"Don't do boring things." Yu Jiang withdrew his gaze, opened the door, and got into the passenger seat of the sports car. "Also, my name doesn't need any attributive."
Belmode raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refute.
The sports car started, slowly passed through the dense traffic section, passed the bus blocked by the police, and headed towards the world-famous institution of higher learning located in Cambridge, Boston.
Yu Jiang stared out the window. His eyes inadvertently passed by a girl who looked like a middle school student on the roadside, and he asked calmly: "Who is she?"
Belmode didn't seem to hear clearly: "What?"
"Who is that girl in the car with me?"
"How do I know?" Belmode asked strangely.
Hearing this, Yu Jiang closed his eyes impatiently and sneered at someone's childish behavior: "She was wearing an IWC mechanical watch on her left hand. The position of the gem in the center of the dial was higher than normal because the watch had been modified and added Locating and eavesdropping devices. It’s not like I can’t even recognize the common tricks of this kind of organization.”
"It's amazing." Belmode praised it without hesitation. "Even if you have been away from the core for many years, your understanding of the organization is still surprisingly accurate."
Yu Jiang didn't speak, he was waiting for Belmod's answer.
Belmode turned the steering wheel, drove the sports car around the corner, and merged onto the highway along the ramp.
"She's just a troublesome little girl." Bellmode barely concealed his disgust for her. "Shiho Miyano, codenamed Shirley, is about to enter the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to pursue a master's degree."
She paused for a moment, then joked: "Speaking of which, she is ten years younger than you, but she has already received an official code name."
Yu Jiang frowned in surprise: "A thirteen-year-old MIT graduate student?"
"uh-huh."
"There are so many monsters in the organization." Yu Jiang gave this evaluation.
Monster?
Belmode stared at the road ahead, and in the corner of his eye was Yu Jiang's calm and slightly cold face.
She raised the corners of her lips slightly.
Shirley may be considered a genius, but when it comes to the real monster, it has to be the one next to her.
After all, this young man named Sun has the best mind in the world.
Karasuma Ikue is only twenty-three years old, an age when ordinary people have just entered society, but he has been working hard in the organization for twelve years and can be regarded as a true inner member of the organization. Even though he doesn't have an official code name yet, few people even know the well-known surname "Karasuma".
He praised Shirley as a monster, but why didn't he get double doctorates at the age of twenty-three? And unlike Shirley, he is not the kind of researcher who can concentrate on studying. As the unrecognized "heir", the pressure and responsibility on Karasuma Ikue will only be heavier.
Belmod has watched Yu Jiang grow up to this day, and he can be considered half of his elders. At this moment, when she looked at Yu Jiang's expression, the word "happy" was almost written on her face.
Yu Jiang felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, so he just closed his eyes and concentrated, ignoring a certain woman who was flirting with her from time to time.
"Xiao Yujiang, how long do you plan to stay in Boston when you come back this time?"
"one day."
"One day?" Belmode asked in surprise, "You won't attend the graduation ceremony next week?"
"no need."
Graduation ceremony, a very sacred ceremony for most students, is nothing but trouble and trouble in Yu Jiang's eyes.
What's more -
"He gave me a new assignment."
Yujiang just used a simple personal pronoun, but Belmode understood it tacitly.
She said sympathetic words in a gloating tone: "It's really too much to not even let you attend the graduation ceremony."
Then he asked: "What is the mission? If you tell me, my sister might be able to help you."
"Go back to England to participate in this year's selection training camp." There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing, Yu Jiang answered truthfully.
All walks of life are divided into three, six, and nine levels. Even a super giant like an organization entrenched in the dark side of the world needs to constantly absorb new forces, strengthen itself, and maintain its status as the eldest brother of criminal organizations.
Different from the "imperial examination system" of the world's top 500 companies, the organization adopts the "inspection examination system". As the name suggests, members of each department examine suitable talents and recommend them to the leadership. The appointment and removal power is ultimately controlled by the BOSS.
Under this selection system, relationships are particularly important. Of course, the talents selected through the "Inspection and Examination System" are not wider in scope and larger in number than those under the "Imperial Examination System".
However, the organization is, after all, the number one leader of the underworld, and every year there are countless people who want to join the organization and get a code name.
In order to deal with this situation, the organization subsequently established a "training camp", which can also be called a formal member reserve, and is under the responsibility of the training team of the personnel department.
Only students who have completed all training camp courses and passed the final selection are eligible to become official members of the organization and receive a code name.
Logically speaking, it is normal to attend a training camp, but Belmod looked a little surprised: "You still want to go to the training camp? Is he afraid that the guys in the training camp will forget the nightmare five years ago, or is he afraid that you are too lazy?" It’s been a long time and it’s difficult to adapt to the rhythm of the organization?”
Yu Jiang raised his lips sarcastically: "Maybe he wants me to die there more."
In order to screen out the truly strong and to avoid intelligence leakage, the assessment in the training camp is called devilish. The death rate in the training camp has remained high for many years, even more exaggerated than the death rate in assassination missions.
It can be said that as long as you can survive the training camp, you can get a code name and become an official member.
Belmode thought for a while, then changed his perspective and said, "I heard that there are a lot of good prospects this year, and you might be able to meet interesting people if you go to the training camp.
"Whose place do you take?" she asked again.
Yu Jiang did not answer, but looked at Belmod with a half-smiling look.
Belmod was slightly stagnant, understanding in his heart.
Even a seasoned veteran like her had to sigh: "He's too harsh on you."
As an heir who is not recognized by the organization, the "not recognized" here is not groundless.
Yu Jiang was the heir who was favored and adopted by the supreme leader of the organization. However, from the first day he entered the organization, Yu Jiang struggled alone and never enjoyed any privileges or benefits for a day.
Seventeen years have passed, and even the very few people in the organization who are qualified to contact that gentleman do not know the existence of the heir Karasuma Ikue, let alone other members.
The one who asked his future successor to participate in the training camp assessment was stingy about not even giving out a quota.
Speaking of which, why was he so generous to Shirley's would-be brother-in-law?
