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Chapter 1301 Angel Falling into Hell(2/2)

"Isn't this a common thing?"

"It is the organization that lets someone disappear from the world in a reasonable way in order to avoid the risk of investigation..."

Seeing Elena Miyano's disapproving attitude, with a hint of contempt in her chuckle, the fire of resentment in Belmod's heart burned brightly.

She used all her strength and threw her body towards Elena Miyano.

But before her hands could wrap around Elena Miyano's hair, her shoulders were stimulated by a sharp pain and she had to stop.

It was Elena Miyano who took the lead in pinching the gunshot wound on Belmode's shoulder with her hand. Blood seeped out from the wound that had only stopped bleeding and penetrated the bandage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah~~!"

A scream of pain resounded in the car.

Belmod's body involuntarily spasmed violently in the direction of pain, and his butt slid from the car seat to the ground.

"You are the one who was just injured. It's best not to move around. It will be bad if it worsens the injury..."

Elena Miyano looked down at Belmod, just like when the two met for the first time in the tissue laboratory.

It is also the beginning of all nightmares...

"By the way, let me show you something..."

Elena Miyano clicked on the tablet a few times, and then handed the tablet to Belmode, who was unable to do anything but slumped on the ground between the car seats due to the severe pain.

Inside the tablet is a video screen with moderate resolution.

The picture is facing the spectator seats of a certain sports event, and in the center is a woman in sunglasses holding a teddy bear bag.

To the left of the woman sits a little blond boy, and to the right is a handsome man with a triangular beard.

However, Belmod's eyes did not fall on these people.

What she saw was the row of seats behind these people.

In the seats in the back row, there was an outstanding-looking girl with a horn head, and a little boy with glasses sitting on the seat, his legs not even touching the ground.

It's Angel and cool guy!

"How about it?"

"Are you surprised to see a familiar face?"

Next to her, Elena Miyano held her chin with one hand, leaning on her knees with her elbows, looking at Belmod's extremely shocked face with playful eyes.

"These are the people you came into contact with when you disguised yourself as a doctor in Japan, right?"

"Now they are on the center court of Wimbledon, watching the women's singles final..."

"Of course, before long, a bomb will detonate directly in front of them."

"And what's ironic is that you handed this bomb to that man..."

Elena Miyano's words suddenly brought back Bermod's memories from a year ago.

A year ago, the organization boss ordered her to get close to a man named "Hades" and provide him with any necessary help.

So, Belmode changed her name to Hestia and took on the identity of a down-and-out female mercenary, and successfully approached Hades.

After learning about Hades's desire to avenge his mother who died of illness, Belmod also provided intelligence, bombs, disguise props, etc. in accordance with the organization's requirements.

Until some time ago, she followed the organization's instructions and faked her death to escape from a police raid that she had known about in advance, completely losing her identity as "Hestia".

Originally, she thought the mission was over and didn't pay attention to the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, the follow-up to this incident would come like this...

"Is it Hades?" Belmode tried to calm down his tone, raised his head and asked.

Elena Miyano fiddled with her nails gently, her attitude noncommittal.

Seeing this, Belmod asked again: "Why do you do this?"

"Why are you bringing these people here? And why are you telling me this?"

"I'm not familiar with them..."

This is a lie.

Of course, Belmode is very familiar with these people, at least from her own perspective, at least she is very familiar with Mao Lilan and Conan.

One is Angel, who saved his life as a "silver-haired murderer" in New York last year.

The other one is lending a helping hand to him along with Angel, who is also Kudo Shinichi's cool guy after he becomes smaller.

It was these two young people who gave their hidden lives a glimmer of light worthy of attention.

Until that moment, Belmode knew that real angels did exist in the world.

Rather than an angel who fell into hell...

"No, you are very familiar with it."

Elena Miyano stopped fiddling with her fingernails and looked down at Belmod's face.

"According to the information obtained by the organization, you could have decisively dealt with these two witnesses at the previous dock, but they were still alive in the end..."

"The girl named Mao Lilan went to New York last year and met you once after being introduced by Fujimine Yukiko."

"After that adult learned about these things, he was a little worried that you were not loyal enough to the organization..."

After hearing Elena Miyano's statement, Bermod's expression suddenly changed and he defended himself.

"No!"

"That time it was because people from the FBI came out to disrupt the situation, so I didn't have time to deal with them!"

"Also in New York last year, I only met him once for the sake of acquaintances, that's all!"

Belmode's tone was urgent.

But Elena Miyano just stared at Belmod's face indifferently, then leaned back, leaned her back against the backrest of the back seat again, and said coldly.

"If this situation were applied to other organization members, I'm afraid they would have been executed long ago without even a chance to explain..."

"But that adult considers that you are the 'mother of the child' and will not attack you easily."

"So, since everything is just a coincidence as you said, then just treat it as a trivial 'punishment'."

Elena Miyano's body leaned back, her tightly pursed lips obviously not going to explain any more.

Moreover, the decision made by "that lord" has always been unquestionable.

Understanding this, Belmod could only look at Mao Lilan and others on the tablet, his slender fingers turned white.

At this moment, Mao Lilan and others did not know that danger was around them, and were still immersed in the almost one-sided tennis final.

Only Conan frowned, his focus was not on the court, but on why Qin Zhibo didn't answer the phone.
Chapter completed!
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