Ginjiu and Ming Zeye arrived at the meeting place, where a black Porsche 356A was parked under a tree.
After the two got into the car, Vodka started the car.
After getting in the car, neither Ming Zeye nor Ginjiu spoke. They just smoked cigarettes each, not knowing what they were thinking.
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.
Mingzeye turned his head and looked at the traffic outside the car window, recalling the body of Fujiwara Yoshihuai who he killed, and his face looked a little ugly.
When he first came to this world, he crawled out of a pile of corpses. Those corpses were all the same three-dimensional bodies as him.
Later, he thought that after the paper people in this world died, their bodies would be converted into three-dimensional bodies.
However, Fujiwara Yoshihuai is still a paper person after his death.
I just don’t know whether it’s because Fujiwara Yoshihuai is special or because the experimental subjects in that laboratory are special.
Thinking of this, Ming Zeye showed a standard villain smile under his mask. When the time comes, he will kill a few paper figures and compare them.
Ming Zeye couldn't help but exude a bone-chilling murderous aura.
Feeling Ming Zeye's murderous intent, Ginjiu was not surprised. After all, he also wanted to kill people now.
Because of this intelligence error, his mission almost failed.
It was said that Fujiwara Yoshi harbored the intention of calling the police. He had obviously already called the police and had set up a trap waiting for them to jump.
This made him very suspicious that rats had entered the intelligence team, and he must investigate thoroughly when he returned!
"Fujiwara Yoshihuai is dead. This sniper rifle should belong to me." Ming Zeye said suddenly.
Gin sneered: "This sniper rifle was prepared for you from the beginning."
Ming Zeye was a little surprised. It seemed that apart from not being very good at talking, Gin was quite good in other aspects. "I have good taste. I like this sniper rifle very much."
"Brother, we will be busy in the next few days. It seems that some rats have sneaked into the organization." When he mentioned the word 'rat', Gin's eyes became fierce.
"Ha, rat?" Ming Zeye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Do you mean undercover? That's a good description."
"Yeah, big brother likes to call undercover agents rats." Vodka replied.
Gin snorted coldly, "During my absence, some rats felt that they had an opportunity." After saying that, he also exuded a bone-chilling murderous aura.
Seeing Ming Zeye and Ginjiu exuding murderous aura, Vodka wondered if he should also exude a little murderous aura, but he seemed unable to let it go...
Forget it, he should just keep quiet and be a competent driver.
"Ding" is the sound for incoming mail.
Ming Zeye looked at the source of the sound, and it seemed that Gin's cell phone rang.
Gin took out his phone and checked it.
After reading it, Gin sneered, "Brother, that gentleman wants to see you." Then he ordered Vodka: "Go directly back to the No. 9 Laboratory Building."
"Yes, brother," Vodka nodded.
"That gentleman? The boss of the organization?" Ming Zeye asked.
"Yes." Gin lowered his head and pressed the buttons on his phone to reply to the gentleman's message.
Half an hour later, a black Porsche 356A parked at the door of a high-rise building.
After getting off the car, Vodka was ordered by Gin to investigate the intelligence team.
Ginjiu took Ming Zeye to the seventh floor in the elevator.
"Bronla, this is the conference room. The gentleman is waiting for you inside." After Ginjiu said this, he left Mingzeye alone.
Ming Zeye came to the closed door and was thinking about how to get in when the door opened automatically.
When Ming Zeye entered, the first thing he saw was a big screen.
On the screen, a man was sitting on the sofa, holding a black cat in his arms. Perhaps it was because the lights in the room over there were too dark, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
"Bronla, you have lost your memory." The gentleman's voice sounded electronic.
"Yes." Ming Zeye nodded.
Although he wanted to ridicule the boss of this organization for knowingly asking questions.
But he will still work here in the future, and there is no need to offend his current boss just for the sake of quick talk.
"Your grandfather already knows. He hopes you can return to England."
"Can I refuse?" Ming Zeye had a premonition that he might never come out again after going to England.
Maybe he will be forced to become the heir to the Ming Group.
The gentleman was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, we respect your idea."
"If possible, I would like to go to the United States. I can feel that there seems to be something there that can awaken my memory." Ming Zeye said seriously.
Of course, these words were all made up by Mingze Yexian. He just wanted to find a reason to go to Las Vegas to learn magic from Kuroba Pirates.
"Sometimes, amnesia is a good thing." Because of the electronic sound, people can't hear any emotion.
"But I hate this feeling. I'm like a blank piece of paper now. You can apply whatever you want on it. I don't know if you are lying to me. I don't even know if my name is real..." Ming Zeye paused and continued: "I want to find myself."
The gentleman was silent for a second and said: "You have always been able to move freely. If you want to go to the United States, just go. If you encounter any difficulties, you can contact Belmode for help."
"I will." Ming Zeye nodded.
"If you don't recover your memory, you can go back to England. Your brother might be able to help you recover."
Ming Zeye: "..."
Why are you so persistent in wanting him to go to England?
Ming Zeye seemed to suddenly think of something and asked, "I want to know what the purpose of the organization is."
The gentleman did not answer Ming Zeye's question. Instead, he said something different: "Your parents' bodies have been well preserved."
Ming Zeye's eyes darkened. When people die, they are usually buried in the ground, but the bodies of the original owner's parents are preserved. Is this an attempt to resurrect them?
So the implication of that gentleman is that the purpose of the organization is to bring people back to life.
The purpose of the organization in his previous life is somewhat similar, but the boss in his previous life would not be as secretive as that gentleman.
Moreover, most of the members of the organization in his previous life were codenamed after angels from the West. For example, his codename was Lucifer.
Most members of the organization wear white clothing, which is completely opposite to the organization's all-black clothing at first glance.
Even though he prefers to wear black clothes, he usually wears a white windbreaker when meeting his boss.
When Mingze was thinking that night, the gentleman said again: "Brother, you will draw some blood and send it to Sydney later. The effect of the medicine studied by Lafite is not yet clear, and it may remain in your body." Hidden danger."
Then he added: "Your brother is top-notch in biology. If he checks you, it will be more accurate."
"...My brother is in the UK. Why do you want me to go to the UK so much?"
The gentleman: "..." This kid has lost his memory and is so hard to deceive.
