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Before going to the seventeenth floor, the two stood at the elevator door.

Ogata did not take back the scalpel, but put the scalpel into the inner pocket of Belmode's jacket. As long as she made any move against her will, Zuo Wei would receive the signal from herself and immediately pierce through it. her guts.

Apparently, Belmode also knew this. When walking, he looked at his chest from time to time, looking very concerned.

In this world, there are no people who absolutely believe, and there are very few people who don't see the benefits and simply give. Obviously, in Ogata's eyes, this woman cannot erase the fact that she is a member of the Black Organization, and her acting skills are top-notch, so The words that come out are greatly discounted.

Although talking about how Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi rescued her in New York two years ago, there was emotion in her eyes, but it still couldn't change Ogata's vigilance.It is really difficult to change from an enemy to a friend in an instant.

After thinking calmly, Ogata explained some things to Belmode.

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Belmode looked at the serious Ogata in front of him, with doubts on his face: "You really want to do this?"

"Yeah." Ogata nodded slightly, he looked relaxed, and smiled in a blink of an eye: "In order to pretend to be a little bit, come on." Belmode was secretly surprised, this man wanted her to stage a scene of catching the target alive, so much Let the people in the organization be negligent, and even propose to shoot him at a non-critical part.

This kind of bitter trick, ordinary people can't bear the pain at all.

Belmode took out the pistol he carried with him, and simply installed the silencer.Seeing that Ogata did not resist, and the scalpel in her jacket pocket did not move.She raised the gun and aimed it at Ogata's shoulder.

"Shoot." Ogata said lightly.

Do not enter the tiger's den.How can you get the truth of a tiger's son.He understands.After careful consideration, he decided to use Belmode to sneak into the meeting room of the black-clothed organization to see if he could meet the so-called "boss". As long as he was captured, the black-clothed organization could be forced to disintegrate.Because this man, he learned from Belmode, is the core of the entire organization.All the sales and cultivation of members are all handled by him.As long as the organization loses this leader, the rest will be a group of murderers who only know how to kill.

However, this plan sounds simple, but in practice, it is a narrow escape mentality.

It is impossible for him to be caught by Belmode safely and soundly now.So he planned to let himself suffer a little bit first, and then get the sweetness.puff!

The moment Belmode fired, Ogata didn't close his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and faced everything calmly with his eyes.Watching the flesh and blood on his shoulder being shot by a bullet and set off.

He wanted to beware of Belmode, he would take advantage of the moment when he closed his eyes.Shoot continuously from elsewhere.The current Ogata, as long as it is not a vital part of the human body, will not die with his repair ability.

The bullet was stuck in the flesh, burning slightly, bleeding profusely, and the clothes he just changed this morning were stained red.

The pain spread continuously from the nerves, like a demon with plague.

Since the distance was very close, and the caliber of Belmode's pistol was almost fatal with one blow, the wound was much deeper than expected.He is a forensic doctor, able to use his own consciousness to directly determine the state of injury in the body.

"Is it okay?" Belmode looked at Ogata whose face became ugly, as if he could feel the pain.

Ogata shook his head. Although his face was ugly, his eyes and expression were the same as usual.The physical body has a repair ability that far exceeds that of ordinary people, so he has to rely on the awe of the stellar energy to suppress this instinctive reaction of the body.Keep the wound in a state where he can see it now.

"There are still handcuffs." Ogata looked at Belmode and said slowly, "Are there any?"

Hearing this, Belmode actually pulled out a handcuff from his body and handed it to Ogata.

Um?This woman actually carried it with her.

"It's props, the props used in acting, based on your ability, it should be easy to break free." Belmode looked at Ogata and explained.

Ogata nodded, and naturally put his gloves into the handcuffs.

At this moment, he is like a real prisoner. The blood from the wound on his shoulder has not dried up, his face is pale and ugly, and his hands are in handcuffs. Standing beside the handsome and beautiful Belmode, he really looks like a captured target. similarly.

"Let's go in!" After the elevator door opened, Ogata stepped in first.

Belmode followed Ogata's pace and walked into the elevator, and the two looked at each other.

"If you die, don't blame me." Belmode said suddenly.

Ogata smiled: "You think I will fail?"

"There are many FBIs that are smarter than you these years. They all want to mix into the organization and choose to disintegrate from the inside, but they all fail in the end. My companions and I are still active in every corner of the world." She is very happy Said without affection.

Ogata nodded and looked at Belmode: "Then I will definitely leave here alive. I am different from them. What I care about is not peace and justice in this world. What I want is including you, these bastards Don't meddle in my life."

"So the belief is different, the result will be very different."

After the elevator doors opened again, and the seventeenth floor arrived, Ogata gave Belmode a wink.

The screen is subverted.

Ogata seemed to be bleeding profusely after being injured, walking unsteadily.

Behind him, Belmode pointed a gun at his head, with an unmoved indifference on his face.

"I believe you're an actor, playing the part of the wise man."

Ogata walked in front, his voice was very low, and he said to Belmode

Rum went to open the door.

"Squeak!"

After the door of the dark room was opened, the light from the hotel corridor came in here, reflecting the tables and chairs that were not clearly visible at first, as well as the TV and sofa, as well as the figures distributed in every corner of the room.

The cold hostility settled in the air, making it a little breathless.

Qin Jiu pressed Zhibao's struggling body, with a sinister smile on his face, his pupils locked on the person coming.

All the figures that slowly emerged from the darkness looked at the picture they saw after the door was opened.

A wounded young man with blood stains faintly visible on his shoulder, with a pale face, Belmod held his head with a gun, staggered in, his breath was a little disordered, and his eyes were looking for something in the dark.

"Don't move around." Belmode's eyes were fierce, and he hit Ogata's head with a gun.

Ogata groaned in pain.During this process, his eyes have gradually adapted to the light inside, and he slowly saw the picture he wanted to capture.

"Bermod, you did a great job." Rum praised with a smile.

Ogata raised his head slightly, and looked at the man whose organization code name was Rum.According to Belmode, this guy is the confidant of the boss in the organization, and his rank is far higher than that of the subordinate officers. He can be understood as the number two figure in the black organization.

The first thing you can see is this man's big, muscular figure.

It's really strong, about 1.8 meters over ten, and the whole body is full of strength like steel and iron, full of eyes.

When Ogata saw that face, his heart skipped a beat.

He seems to have seen this guy somewhere!

That ferocious and terrifying face is unforgettable.

The right half of his face was burned by the flames, and a layer of skin was burned off, and one of his eyes was shining coldly, while the other eye was completely closed, as if the burn had ruined his vision.

It's amazing to be able to maintain such a body in your 40s.

And importantly, he is an Asian face.

"You are"

Ogata coughed, as if enduring the pain with all his might, and looked at Rum.

Rum sneered, looked at Ogata playfully, and said jokingly: "We have met before, Ogata Forensic Doctor!"

Forensic?

Belmode avoided other people's attention and looked at Ogata's figure. This guy was not a Japanese policeman, but a forensic doctor who dealt with corpses and dead people.

It's really hard to understand why the forensic doctor made this muddy water.

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