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Chapter 360 Belmod

Belmode hung up the phone, pretending that nothing had happened, and started to move the breakfast just placed in front of her.

Her movements were very elegant, and her habit of using knife and fork was like a nobleman. With her beautiful appearance, she formed a dazzling landscape in the entire restaurant. The waiter who served her couldn't help but take a few more glances.

From beginning to end, she didn't rush to find trouble for Okao!

Because she was not sure yet, this man was the guy that Boss had caught. Now he had some basis and reference. At most, he looked typical Asian face. As for whether he was called "Okata Yusuke", it seems that he needs to investigate it clearly.

Drinking milk calmly, Belmode knew that if it was really the person Boss was looking for, then he should have a distinction between him and ordinary people. Perhaps he had just observed himself secretly because he had already realized his identity.

Sitting at the dining table at Belmode, Ogata, who was only a short distance away, had almost finished eating the food on the table. He wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue on the dining table to clean up the crumbs he had touched.

His eyes flashed, and Okabaya had just seen clearly that Belmode seemed to be talking to members of other organizations.

Because the sound on the phone seemed to be deliberately lowered, even if he had a hearing like him, he couldn't figure out what anyone had told her.

But Okabaya heard Belmode's answer to cover up his lips!

"Would you live?" This is such a simple sentence, but Okabaya almost exposed his expression changes just now.

Obviously, the person who called this woman should have the identity above her. Some kind of order was issued. Otherwise, her answer could not be a question.

Moreover, the guy who made this call is very likely the leader-level figure closest to the mastermind behind the organization, which is the so-called ss! The man who is not clear about his identity even Shibo and Akimi.

As for the "what to live" expressed in the content, there are only two possibilities!

One is a good situation. The black-clothed organization has set its sights on others, and this person is likely to have mastered the very important information and information for the organization. Otherwise, with their ruthless style of conduct, killing and silencing is the most accurate way to deal with it.

And the other one, Okabata had to doubt himself!

Will this woman, when she received the order, be herself?

If this is the case, Ogata would understand that the woman was still sitting in the restaurant and continuing to enjoy breakfast, but she had not set off to perform the task for the calmness.

She wanted to stare at herself and see what she had to do. This was a clever approach. It was like a hunter aiming at prey and was waiting for the best time to take action in order not to alert the snake.

No matter what the situation is, Okata is very clear that as long as he leaves this restaurant, there will be results!

He took a last look at Belmode, who was still drinking milk, and stood up and left.

When passing by Belmode's dining table, Okata's eyes were slightly out of the corner of his eyes, looking at her who was unmoved.

The breath of the two people collided in an instant.

It is an instinctive repulsion between the qi and the qi.

Belmode finally raised his head, and the sunglasses in his eyes were unwilling to take off even if he was eating. Through the black lenses, Okabaya saw a lot of things in his eyes.

"Okabata Yusuke?"

Belmode put down everything in his hand and suddenly asked.

She wants to see Okabaya's reaction because she knows that when an ordinary person hears someone calling her name, he will react subconsciously. If he has any abnormal movement, it means that the target person Boss is the guy who is close to you.

The moment he heard the woman call out her name.

When he heard Belmode say his name, he felt dark, because obviously this woman could know this, which means that the organization had already known his identity and existence. Although he was not sure what was going on, he still had to face the temptation of this woman with a calm heart!

Okabaya smiled slightly, handed her a business card, and said confidently: "You are very beautiful. If you have time, you can contact me. My name is Edogawa Maori, and I am a lawyer." He gently took out a black business card from his cardholder and handed it to the woman.

The content written on the business card is just like what he introduced himself. He is a lawyer in a law firm named Edogawa Maori.

Just like when he traveled to **, he used his business card to disguise his identity, Okata would always bring one or two business cards of different identities to cover himself up. As for the nature of his career, most of them were understood by Okata and could easily deal with it.

So even if this woman doubts him and asks about the law, as a forensic doctor, he can still answer it.

"Oh?" the woman took the business card, glanced at it, and smiled, "Your name is very strange! But if you are a lawyer, we should have a chance to deal with it. Because I am an actor working in film and television."

She didn't expect that the guy in front of her would be like this. Judging from his confident and sincere face, it was hard for her to imagine that this guy had faked his identity to deceive herself. However, whether he was Yusuke Okaga, he could not escape his eyes as long as he talked a few more words.

"Actor?" Okay was stunned when she heard her identity, and then said, "It seems that I am really lucky to be able to make friends with a movie star. No wonder you are so beautiful."

This woman is different from other members of the organization. She has no suspicious tone or expression, and seems to have tried her best to hide the dark side deep in her heart.

"Thank you." As he said that, Belmode took off his sunglasses and revealed his beautiful and charming eyes: "I'm glad to know you, Mr. Edogawa."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand!

Looking at her stretched out hand, Okata's gaze flashed obscurely. He knew that this woman was the same as Cohen's plan, and wanted to find some information to prove her disguised identity through the opportunity to shake hands.

He reached out and held it with Belmode!

The woman's hands are very slender, with black nails dyed, and she looks very beautiful.

After a simple handshake, Ogata immediately let go.

"If nothing happens, we will contact you later." Belmode said with a smile.

Okata nodded, and he walked towards the elevator.

After the two separated, Okata turned his back to Belmode, his face changed, and he made a guess in his heart.

This woman should not have doubted herself. The communication just now had almost no flaws.

Belmode sat on the chair and recalled the handshake just now. His eyes chilled and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His palm prints were very clear and he probably had never touched the gun. But she was sure that the man's identity was fake and not the lawyer written on his business card!

Because, although his palms don't often hold guns.

But there should be something like a knife! Otherwise, there would be no hard calluses between the tiger's mouth and two fingers. This is not a physical characteristic that a lawyer holding a pen holder should have.

As Okata's back went further and further, Belmode finally stood up.

She put on her sunglasses again and looked in the direction Okata left. She called a waiter: "Which room is this guest who just ate at that table?"

"The information about this guest cannot be disclosed." The waiter replied politely.

Belmode said coldly: "Tell me." As she said that, she suddenly approached him.

The waiter felt something pressing against him and subconsciously looked down. When he saw clearly that it was a gun, he was scared and sweated all over.

......

Okata was taking the elevator. He did not go directly to the 16th floor, but stopped at about the 14th floor.

He walked out of the elevator and came to the safe passage of the hotel. Seeing that no one was around, Okara took out the pocket of his shirt, a pen, and a stacked piece of paper.

"!"

The woman's voice, appearance and smile appeared in her mind.

Okata's pen tip quickly stroked across the surface of the paper, leaving behind a name written in English.

After the pen and ink were killed, Okao quietly looked at the window in front of him. It was in the same direction as the windows in the guest room where he lived. You could see the prosperous tall building in Los Angeles, and the noisy downtown area below.

He is waiting for the result.

Because in addition to the name, he also added a few words to the back.

Jump down from the 16th floor!

But after about ten minutes, there was no movement.

Okabata sighed, indeed, he was the same as himself.

This woman used a fake identity and even a name, so ** couldn't work for her.

This is why Cohen and Chianti did not use the relatively svenicular way to kill them.

Because the members of these black-clothed organizations use code names to do things and are very careful and vigilant in everything.

They rarely reveal their true name. Even if they have similar registration places, they need to use their ID cards, they are mostly fake identities that are impersonated.

Putting away the pen and paper, Okara walked up to the sixteenth floor from the stairs at the safety exit.

He knew that after the Black Organization seemed to have learned about its affairs, it would try its best to avoid appearing in closed spaces such as elevators, because it was not impossible for them to use bombs and other things.

Because these guys, helicopters and tanks, all have smuggled terrorists.

If you are not careful, he will be doomed.

Just as Okabaya walked to the stairwell on the 16th floor and looked at the door of the security passage, his eyes seemed to penetrate it and saw the scene of the hotel corridor outside.

That woman is on this floor!

The familiar anger and the smell of perfume that you smelled close-up belonged to her.

Okabata's eyes twitched. She actually suspected her and found her room number so quickly.

How to deal with it?

The first idea that popped up in my mind was to kill her! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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