Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 185 It’s me, it’s me again, it’s me again

The employee responsible for calling the surveillance also saw the sneaky man. He pressed the pause button and actively zoomed in on the screen, waiting for the chairman to speak.

Thomas Sindora frowned.

He stared at the man with evil eyes, squeezed the hands around him tightly, then suddenly turned around and strode away from here.

The employees were stunned and sat there blankly. Only Belloberg, as a bodyguard, followed him.

……

Da da da……

The corridor is wide and open, with the newly repaired wall moving forward. There is no light on at the corner at the end of the corridor, and the moonlight shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Most of the ordinary employees went home after get off work. There was no one else along the way, only the footsteps of two people echoed.

Thomas Sindora walked quickly in front, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

Maybe others would think it was the anger of discovering the mole, but only he knew what he was worried about at this time.

Someone once said that when capital comes to the world, every pore is dripping with dirty blood.

Thomas Sindora developed a mediocre small company into a giant in the American IT industry. Only he knows the hardships - he has encountered shootings, car accidents, poisoning, kidnapping, private plane failures, betrayal by his subordinates... He Let others go through this too.

In order to better deal with those people, he reached a cooperation with an underground organization as early as when the company was first established and targeted by opponents.

He provides funds to the organization, and the organization solves his competitors and assists him and his Sindora company to climb to higher positions.

At first Sindora thought this was just an ordinary criminal organization, a dark legacy left by Italians like Capone and Luciano, but he soon discovered that he was terribly wrong.

——This "legacy" is too huge, like a monster dormant in another world behind the sun, with mountains of bones at its feet.

He was not the only one sought out by the organization. The organization was involved in economics, politics, technology, and the entertainment industry. Even fifteen years ago, they killed Amanda Hughes, a well-known domestic capitalist who was running for president at the time!

Other opponents died in various "accidents", which only made him feel sad. This woman who was more powerful than him died inexplicably, and the murderer was not caught afterwards, which made his hair stand on end.

Syndora planned to withdraw, but he knew not to be too hasty. He had used the power of organization to develop the company to this day, and they would not allow a piece of finished cake to run away. He had to take his time.

Over the years, he has been very docile to the organization on the surface, giving money and help when it asks for it, and he has given strong support to internal drug research.

But his support for drug research is sincere. After all, rich people care about two things - "how to enjoy it" and "how to extend the enjoyment time" - and he hopes that kind of drug can really be produced.

Starting two years ago, Sindora began to secretly transfer assets. He thought he had done it perfectly, but a year later, a black threatening letter signed with invisible ink arrived.

Signed by: Goldwasser.

——The third-in-command of the organization that controls North America issued a warning to him.

While walking in the corridor with a suitable temperature, Sindora broke into a cold sweat just thinking about it. He came back from his past thoughts and heard a voice behind him.

"...Mr. Thomas, he is suspected of stealing company property. Do you want to call the police?"

He turned around and saw the bodyguard hired half a year ago, Sylvie Belloberg, who was of Italian descent, looking at him as if waiting for him to give an order.

……

In order to avoid the assassination of the organization, Sindora tried her best. He followed the methods of his competitors and stayed in his own company as much as possible, socializing less and not going out casually.

Even so, he still encountered many accidents - for example, the organization sent bombs that caused some walls to be blown up. He did not want to provoke an FBI investigation, and the external publicity was just an ordinary business war...

For another example, when he had to go out, he encountered gunfire while driving to a relatively remote place.

There were four bodyguards in the car at the time. The driver was beaten to death on the spot. Among the remaining three, Belloberg, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was the farthest away from him, reacted fastest and successfully killed the opponent and covered him. escape.

Sindora said nothing, and Beloberg continued:

"The time he joined coincides with the emergence of a criminal organization. That organization likes to collect gems and has killed many collectors. The 'Moon of Baroda' in your hand may become their target..."

As a bodyguard, you not only have to solve the current danger, but also prevent possible dangers. Sindora is not surprised that Belloberg mentioned this.

"Never call the police."

Sindora, who was even more afraid of attracting the police, waved her hands impatiently and slowed down.

In fact, through those few assassinations, he gradually realized that the organization was just warning him, not wanting his life, otherwise they could have used more powerful bombs.

...That’s right, he is the chairman of such a big company after all. If he loses himself, what will the company do? Unless a fool is replaced, no one will continue to send money to them stupidly.

As for the person in the surveillance... he was probably sent by his opponent to steal trade secrets. After all, only one set of brain connectors was missing.

If his "Cocoon" is successfully developed, it will be the world's first fully immersive holographic game that controls all senses, and will be a huge blow to other electronics and game companies.

Except for this thief, his company is safe. There are no traces of intrusion by anyone from that organization, nor an FBI investigation in charge of domestic economic/violence issues. The organization the bodyguard said about targeting the gems is even more nonsense.

Thinking of this, Sindora gradually relaxed and looked at Belloberg, who joined the company at the same time as the thief.

"You have been out in the past few days. What did you go to do?"

Belloberg looked sad: "Ms. Wynyard is seriously ill. I heard that she was recently transferred to a hospital in New York. I went to visit her."

Sindora quickly remembered the relevant news.

Sharon Wynyard is an internationally renowned actress. Her death due to illness has received a lot of attention from the media and fans. Even if they didn't care, they heard the news. There were even rumors that...

"I have always been a big fan of hers and learned a lot from her...but her agent said she only had one year to live."

Belloberg sighed after speaking, his light brown eyes filled with genuine regret. Sindora, who has always been disdainful of the entertainment industry, was noncommittal.

The two of them were about to reach the end. There was an elevator at the corner. Sindora wanted to go up and see how her adopted son was doing today. But just then, he heard the footsteps behind him suddenly disappear.

This sudden movement startled him, and he subconsciously looked back.

Belloberg supported the wall with one hand. The wall had been rebuilt not long ago, and he had found those people. He smiled at the boss in front of him.

"boom!!"

Deafening explosions sounded simultaneously from the side and above - roughly the top floor.

Sindora's eyes widened and she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

The fire engulfed him, and at the moment he entered death, he realized that the subordinate in front of him was wearing black clothes like a crow today.

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Sirens sounded throughout the group and everyone began to evacuate.

Only Sylvie Belloberg, or Aoyagi Binmitsu - both of them were his pseudonyms anyway - did not leave.

He also experienced the explosion head-on, but there was no injury on his body. He slowly came to the shattered window, a blind corner that could not be seen from below, and took out his cell phone to notify a colleague who was already standing nearby.

"That's enough, Belmod."

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In fact, the organization has two purposes this time.

The first point is what Rum knows, kidnapping or killing Hiroki Sawada, the developer of the DNA tracking system.

The second point is that Rum is completely unaware of it - the organization plans to promote a puppet, the illegitimate son of Thomas Sindora, to the position in order to completely control the Sindora Company.

Considering that he had not recognized the child before and had never mentioned it to the public at all, the organization planned to let a member (Belmode) who had up to standard disguise and acting skills to replace him for a period of time to bring this tool man to the public eye first.

This was the purpose of the threatening letter. It was not to intimidate, but to make Sindora reduce his social activities this year and let outsiders get used to him rarely going out, so that it would be more convenient for Belmode to replace him.

Aoyagi Binguang was holding a mobile phone in one hand to communicate with Belmode, and holding the "Moon of Baroda" that he successfully stole in the afternoon in the other hand, he raised it towards the moon.

Under the moonlight, the diamond shone brightly. After shining for a moment, he murmured: "This one is not the same..."

Organizations have two purposes, and for Aoyagi Binguang, there are two more.

——A year ago, after he sent away [Jealousy] and [Arrogance], Bellmode suddenly informed him that Goldwasser planned to let the FBI send him out again as an undercover agent.

After that, he went and joined a criminal organization that used various animal codes and aimed to collect various gems.

Sylvie Belloberg was the fake identity the FBI created for him to enter this organization.

His goal in going to the Sindora Group was this diamond, which was the mission of the "Zoo"; to assist the organization in completing the replacement of Sindora, Goldwasser conveniently arranged it for him when he discovered that he happened to be there.

As for his second purpose...

There was a rare hint of curiosity in Bermod's voice: "Anis, why did you suggest to the boss to deal with Hiroki Sawada in advance? If you are worried about his inheritance rights, it will be easier to find opportunities after I come in. …”

Aoyagi Binguang smiled: "I just don't want to see someone who is too talented fall into the hands of Goldwasser, especially this child, who is too malleable."

The two people quickly completed their exchange, and Aoyagi Binguang, who had three identities, sent emails to the organization BOSS, the zoo BOSS, the FBI internal liaison, and the superior.

Behind him, the big snake devoured the body and disappeared. He left through a relatively remote safe passage and went down to meet other people who had evacuated from the group. Belmode would also pass by disguised as the chairman.

Qingliu Binguang quickly came to the first floor. Others were fine, but their clothes were stained by the smoke. He stood across the street and looked up at the floors and top floors used as employee dormitories.

——His second purpose is to meet [Greed] and [Lust] who left a year ago.

He didn't understand why [Lust] refused to quit the game even though his willpower was so low.

……

Glenn evacuated Sindora Company safely.

She didn't expect an explosion downstairs, which made the situation even more confusing. But this is exactly what she wants. Sometimes chaos can hide people's eyes and do more.

At the same time, she was worried about the rabbit, not knowing whether he was affected by another explosion, so after making the call, she immediately returned to the safe house.

However, the scene before her shocked her.

"……What's wrong?"

The frightened messenger eagle flapped its wings and flew onto her shoulder. Glenn looked at the headless man on the bed, completely at a loss.

The rabbit didn't answer her. He was trembling and couldn't reply with a word. You could only tell from his fingers tightly grasping the sheets beneath him that he was in extreme pain.

The pop-up window in front of him displayed a line of words——

[It has been detected that your willpower is 11. Do you want to exit the game? 】

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The progress has been accelerated. Will you not be able to understand it if you write it like this_(:з」∠)_

(End of this chapter)