Conan's Organization No. 3

(Denuo Zhao)

For Matsumoto, the white emperor is grateful, so he will take care of the pine in Matsuka on weekdays, although he is too busy,

However, perhaps because both people are hot AI music, Matsumot Xiaoxi will find Bai Di volume every time. After all, Bai Di is not ordinary, the trivial things in these life are naturally small.

With the extension of time, for his own student white emperor, Matsumot Xiaoli finally produced a certain kind of situation | .

Later, after the Bai Di sent the first album and was successful, the people of the Bai Emperor told people were Matsuba Lai Lily, and Matsumot Xiaoxie is very happy to be happy with this student.

So, at the celebration of the two, Matsuma Xiaoye expressed his mind to Bai Emperor.

"Hey, Bai Emperor, Bai Emperor!"

"White Emperor, okay?"

The voice of Xiaolan and the garden immediately pulled the white emperor from the memories.

"Austria, just thinking about something, what happened, what happened?"

I hurriedly explained a sentence, and the white emperor watched the two asked.

"The wedding of the teacher of the Matsuma was held on Saturday, when we took the bus together?"

The garden looks forward to the white emperor.

"Okay!"

The white emperor smiled and nodded, and then the line was turned, immediately looked at the hardcover music in his hand, seriously. .

Chapter 157 Trap and Warning

In the dark corridor, accompanied by a rhythmic footsteps, a dim figure, borrowing the night of the window, slowly walked to the end of the corridor.

"Hey!"

A full body wrapped in a dark man in a black windbreaker opened the door of the room, and the probe came outward.

I saw a similar, the whole body was wrapped in the silver-haired teenager in the black windbreaker standing at the door, the face was cold, and the eyes were deeply indifferent.

"Come in, wait for the boss."

Said, the short-lived man lets open the body, wait for the silver boy to go in, watching an eye, put the door, the dark corridor recovers silent.

In an empty room, there are only three spoons sitting on the sofa of the central, surrounding a circle.

Piano wine! Piske! Bellmo!

The piano wine is sitting in the most inside the room, and Bell Mimo is sitting on his right hand, Piske is sitting on the left hand of the piano wine, leaving only the single sofa opposite the piano wine.

The faint glance has a three-person, there is no fluctuation of the three names in the ancient heart of Gujing, and then looks up at his two people, and the corner is benting a radio, and he greeted, sitting another A single sofa.

"Since you are here, Ancient Kong, there is a task here to give you."

After the eye angle, the Gujing Gong entered the room, the face of the piano wine still hangs the ice, cold channels.

When you hear the piano wine, the eyebrows of Gujing Gong were ignorant, but he asked,

"What about identity?"

The piano wine did not speak, just pushed a photo of the coffee table to the ancient well.

Bello's mouth is still a proud and happy | people's smile, and the beauty is deeply looked at the ancient wells next to it, flashing inexplicable light 330.

However, ancient well-gorgeously glanced over a photo of his hand, immediately threw the photo casually back to the table, pale dilaty cold, let the side of the Pisc's eyes slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing the actions of the White Emperor, the pupil of the piano wine shrinks slightly, flashed a dangerous gloss, and the tone is cold.

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Ancient well gong straight, and smiled from the piano wine.

"You seem to forget, I am not your subordinates, you don't seem to have the right ordered me to make a task for you."

I heard the words of Gujing Gong, although there was no speech, but the gods were more dangerous, and the cold breath on the body was gradually distributed, and the opposite Ancient wells was forced.

"This is useless, the piano wine."

Ancient wells did not have the harmful breath that was dissipated on the intake wine, and continued to pass cold channels.

"This task you love to give who will give it to who will give it to anyone. Just I don't want someone to be like a child, crying back to find Mom and Dad."

When I said that the ancient yagman gained and showering, tangted to taste, the live spirit of the scene, ridicule it, even Bell Mimo can't help but look at him, and revealed a trace. Can't hide the smile.

If Voda is not outside the door, I am afraid that I will take the gun to Gujing.

Of course, the atmosphere in the eyes is very nervous.