Conan's Organization No. 3

"Hey! Are you laughing with me?"

Ancient Yu Gong's eye is cold,

"The organizers are not qualified to know the code of the inner members when they perform their tasks with peripheral members.

The mice in the organization are all in the organization, but the peripheral members who have not even have, even if you seize the guys of the agave, it is absolutely impossible to know his code. "

Speaking of this, Gujing Gong is slightly, turned through the cold channel,

"So, can only be able to betray the organization."

White Ma Yi is slightly decorated with face, and the plain-free eyes can not help but flourish, some flashes, let the ancient wells laugh in the dark.

This face of white Male is obviously, does not hit.

"Forget it,"

Ancient well-made face gradually,

"Even if the agave, the bountee is betrayed, and it is absolutely not discloses the intelligence of the organization. After all, his daughter is in the organizer ..."

I heard the words of Gujing Gong did not have a feeling of feelings, and the white horse was secretly cold, and the organized person was so cold and bloodless.

really,

The organization applies to the means on the inner members.

It seems that the reason why agave did not disclose more information, but it was just because of this reason.

"but,"

The eyes of Gujing Gong suddenly be cold, swept from Baiman Yi, and the corner of his mouth picked up a bruises.

"The guy of the agave, it is a waste, and it is planted in the hands of an peripheral member of the zone. It seems that his code must be recovered."

White Mayi's pupil is slightly shrinking, can't help but look up to the ancient well, only heard a cold voice,

"Sorry, the Director of the White Horse, you don't have to participate in the next thing."

It still doesn't have a white horse to react, and ancient well-trolled steps, and immediately came to him, and a knife was turned down.

"Humph!"

White Ma Yi Jingqi is tough, immediately in front of the black, and it is on the chair.

The classroom returned to the silence.

At this time, I have passed the sound from the outside of the teaching building.

Although the sound is smaller, but it has passed into the ear of the eyes and the more healed white mortality.

In the field of view, Bai Mayi only saw this camouflage of the organized member of the 'Matsuka, the company picked up the mobile phone opening,

The sound is very low, he also only heard the last sentence,

"The task changes, removes the agave."

After a slight breath in your heart, the white horse is still suppressed, and the desire to sleep is, it caught the endless darkness.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the breathing of the white horse is gradually uniform, the ancient well-tone hook, looks up and looks at the window of the police flute,

It seems that the people in the police have arrived.

Then

A crystalline small injection tube appeared in his hand, Gujing Gong swept the white horse, a soft laugh,

"Sorry, white horse director, in order to prevent, you still sleep more."

Language, Gujing Gong has already inserted the injection tube in his hand on the neck of the white horse, slowly injected into the other side.

This is a unique anesthetic!

Although only a few milliliters, it is enough to make any adult man to sleep a day. Of course, this is no one calls him, and it is important that there is no harm to the human body.

After doing this, the look of the ancient well gong also became serious. For him, the next test is simple, it is very important.

after all,

According to this time, Mao Little Wulang how can they be hit by White Ma Yi's appearance in front of this teaching building.

Yes, Bell Mimo?

Ancient wells will take the wireless headphones taken from the ear, laugh and look at the corner of the classroom.

There, there is a gray box to stand on the wall.