Conan's Organization No. 3

FBI has long sent a sense of prison in Japan, although there is little, but it is the elite in the FBI, plus the US government and FBI in Japan's operations, investigating the recent trend of the organization, is not a difficult Best.

FBI only found that the most recent movements were large, and a large number of peripheral members were sent out, each executed their tasks, one changed often, exposed many people, and naturally exposed a lot of flaws to FBI.

However, Qi Chi Shi does not believe that the Qin Li will be the strength of the idiot, there will be no reason to expose the organization, so the piano must be a planning.

Then I wanted to organize a large number of peripheral members. The inner members may naturally be dispatched, almost cover all cities and rural areas around Tokyo, and the people who do not use the use of the people.

A large number of people? Around Tokyo?

Is it?

Chi Yixi is a slight, and there is a guess,

Organization is looking for something, no, it is more likely to be a person.

Is it a traitor?

And this time no news came over, indicating that this organization's movements are not for their FBI, and then think of the people of the piano, against the traitor, as in the original,

The red tone is almost certainly certain, and there is an important person in the organization. Of course, it is more specific, he will not understand.

However, he still needs to go back and Zhu Ti discuss.

Thinking of this, Ji Yixi couldn't help but slowly step on the foot on the throttle. After all, the mountain road was bent, and then his speed was very fast, so slowly slowed down a speed.

Viaduct in the black sedan on the side of the bridge bar.

In the face of the front and rear windows in the direction of this mountain road, a dark gun tube stretched out from the rear window, giving the direction of the mountain road.

Gurangui reversed the long sight, focusing on the sight of the Shinjuku car, the man with a calm familiar face appeared in the vision of the Guranong.

"`! "

Guranner slowly comforted a breath, while observing the red yarn show in the car, while slightly shaking, leaning against the right earners before the trigger,

He didn't directly aim at the heart of the red yard. To know that the Red Ji Xiyi is the top-level agent of the FBI, it is not more than the top killer in the world, and the Qinquan is also the same,

If others use sniper rifles in the distance, they will feel the pain of the sputum and thorn.

Even if the Gurangu can hide your own breath, but if you kill the red torch with sniper, it is impossible to kill without a silk.

Therefore, the Guranong will give the cross star to other parts of the heart and the forehead, because he will never shoot for those places.

With the lapse of time, the galloped new car passed through the first intersection.

Bellmo on the driver's seat with a telescope, while observing the red yard, a car, glanced at the Queran tribute of the sniper, slightly eyebrows.

The Angran trolley's breathing rhythm is more and more, even Bell Mimoically can't feel the breath of the Qur'an. If you don't use your eyes, Bello is not found to have someone around him.

The distance is increasing, the cross-sight cross is also slowly moved toward the heart of the red torch, but the more, the last, the movement speed is more smooth,

On one side of the red well, I thought about the things just now, while driving Xinjuo passed through the third intersection!

coming!

Looking at the red nice show on the driver's seat, Gurangui could clearly see the calm look of the Red Ji Xiu, with his cold five senses, time as if it was suspended,

Do one!

The Gurangui fiercely smashed, and the cross-star immediately moved to the heart of the red torch.

"boom!"

Along with the echoing screams on the mountain road, the cost has reached a super-distance sniper with thousands of dollars | bomb sprayed from the muzzle | The nose of the Lantong.

Jin Chengcheng's son | Bulk the ripple of the spiral above, keeping the heart flying toward the beating.

The above spiral line is the Guran tribute, because this can be a child | bombing in flight, the influence of the aircraft | The impact of the rubbing can be rotated, that is, the accuracy of the sniper can also enhance the child | bomb power. This is an experience in accumulating guns in Guranong for many years.

The pause time is also recovered in this instant.

The distance of more than 1,600 meters is a child who is more than one second.

"boom!"

Along with the window quilt | Bounce with the flying glass debris, look at the red sunset of the sight, take the next one to take the next side, and the look is invalid.

"puff!"

Jin Chengcheng's child | bombing from the shoulders of the red yarn, but the top of the blood is dyed.

I still don't want to think about him, who is attacking him, a dramatic suffocation has passed from the Hungar, making the red yarn immediately hide to the window.

"boom!"

The bullets of a gold Chengcheng followed it, and the bottom of the window was wiped, and the heart of the red yard was flying.

"puff!"