After Crossing, I Made Conan Cry

For a while, Bell Mode also fell silent.

Youyou's gaze fell on the gun in her hand vainly, and she also didn't speak any more, just casually waiting for her next words.

Bell Mode will call her today. It is impossible to just ask her if she knows about it. There is a high probability that she is ordered by the boss to tell her where Lu Chuanguang will go in a while, right?

After all, their goal wasn't to get rid of him.

In other words, it wasn't just to get rid of him as an undercover agent, but for her.

If she didn't know where Lu Chuan Guang was, and caused Lu Chuan Guang to be dealt with first by other members of the organization who didn't know, then their design would be in vain.

Bell Moder was really delaying time just now, because she didn't want her to save Lu Chuanguang, and she didn't want her to step into the trap set by the boss and the others.

But on the other hand, if Bell Mode would make this call, it meant that the boss had given the order to die.

So she will definitely tell her too.

She just needs to be patient and wait for Bell Mord to calm down.

After half the payment, Bell's emotional voice suddenly came from the phone:

"I've already sent the location to your phone. According to Rum's plan, he will force Scotland here, and Rye and Bourbon will execute them, so as to prove that there is no problem with their identities."

"Thanks, Bell Maud." Although you also told her what the boss and Rum meant.

Youyou hung up the phone and walked slowly to the bathroom.

The pupils hidden behind the glasses met the pair of eyes of the same color in the mirror. Perhaps because of the lighting problem, the highlights in her pupils seemed to have disappeared, making her look gloomy.

After her experiments during this period, the glasses can no longer isolate her ability, and this is also the right opportunity she said before.

After all, she couldn't take off her glasses and then perform self-hypnosis under surveillance.

Staring fixedly at the pair of eyes in the mirror, after a while, Yoyo evoked a slight smile, looking at the self in the mirror also raised the corners of her lips, the smile in her eyes grew a little more.

It worked.

As for whether this method can resist the power of brainwashing, it doesn't matter, anyway, she has tried her best, hasn't she?

Youyou slowly walked back to the living room, picked up the mobile phone, clicked on the location address in the mobile phone, recorded all the routes in his mind, and then dialed the boss's number.

"Camu."

I haven't called the boss for so long, and his voice is still so ugly.

Youyou thought casually.

"I didn't expect you to call me so soon." It was as if he had expected it and made a decision long ago, so he called him at the first time.

"Isn't this the result you have always wanted to achieve?"

Yunyun sneered, and directly pointed out the little tricks Karasuma Renye and Rum had been hiding behind their backs all along.

"Boss, one for one, how about it."

She seemed to be asking for Renye Karasuma's opinion, but her actual voice was very certain, as if she had already confirmed that he would definitely agree to her proposal.

"It seems that you already knew it, did Bell Moder tell you?"

As soon as Renye Karasuma finished speaking, she denied this speculation by herself:

"No, no, it's impossible for Bell Mord to disobey my order, so it seems that you guessed it yourself?"

There was a bit of an unconcealable smile in his voice, as if he was admiring her cleverness, but also seemed to be laughing that even someone as smart as her would obediently step into the trap he had prepared in the end.

"I really didn't expect that you could do this for that policeman, Camus. I really didn't expect that you are still as naive as when you were a child."

Although this plan was decided by him and Rum, and he also knew that she was protective and emotional, but when he found out that Yoyo knew that there was a trap and still chose to use himself to keep the undercover agent, Renye Karasuma remained the same. Was shocked by this.

Camus is no longer the kid he used to be.

If the innocence and weakness of the past were used on her at this time, those who died at her hands would probably protest in hell.

But now, just because the other party helped her, she can still choose to protect the other party after many years.

Even if Karasuma Renye made this plan, it doesn't prevent him from being surprised by it.

But Yoyo didn't pay attention to his words, and only waited for him to finish before saying calmly:

"So, is it a deal? Anyway, your goal is me, isn't it?"

"Of course, my child."

Renye Karasuma smiled and promised:

"You can arrange for him to fake death, as long as he pays attention to himself and doesn't appear in front of me again, I promise not to take the initiative to attack him."

"But I don't want him to fake his death, and I don't want him to live incognito."

In Youyou's heart, Zhu Fu Jingguang should always be shining in the sun.

How could she be willing to make him unable to continue to do what he likes, to continue to shine in the position he loves, and not even to use her own name or face.

If that's the case, why did she have to go around such a long circle to pick him out? Wouldn't it be better to arrange for him to feign death and escape?

Renye Karasuma could also hear the meaning of Yoyo's words, his face turned cold, his eyes sharpened instantly, and he directly rejected her:

"This is impossible, Camus! The prestige of the organization cannot be compromised!"

He paused, as if he felt that his tone just now was a little too blunt. When he spoke again, his tone slowed down significantly, and he persuaded with earnestness:

"Camu, Zhu Fu Jingguang can no longer be a policeman after he suspended animation. I can even take a step back. As long as he doesn't work in the front line, he can even be a civilian in the Metropolitan Police Department. In short, as long as he doesn't Just use his face to appear in front of people."

Karasuma Renye felt that she had already made a lot of concessions, after all, no one had ever been able to retreat completely in the organization.

Even the policeman who took Camus away before—Tennessee whiskey.