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Three days passed so quickly as if it were the blink of an eye. It was impossible for the representatives from various bases who rushed to Japan from different regions to arrive on time. They followed the fine traditions of the organization and arrived in Japan several days or even weeks in advance using different means of transportation at different times and under various names. It was only today that they took the initiative to contact the headquarters, and then received the specific location from the BOSS's private message, and secretly came to the gathering place.

Joseph, the person in charge of the New York base, chose to come in person. He parked his car outside the door and walked into the rest area outside the yard alone. Seeing Grappa waiting there, Joseph understood what the boss meant. Obviously, he wanted to wait until everyone was present before entering.

He sat on the chair that had been prepared long ago and started the conversation with a random remark: "Grappa, I didn't expect it to be you who came to greet me."

The method that had gotten him a few responses in New York no longer worked this time. Grappa simply nodded and continued to wait for others to arrive.

Joseph was stunned and could only look at Grappa's current appearance with boredom. The other party would not have changed much in just a few months. The most was that his hair, which originally reached below his shoulders, had now fallen to his waist and was loosely wrapped with a black headband. However, unlike the fully armed appearance in the sub-base, Grappa now only wore a white shirt and suit pants. Although the buttons were neatly fastened to the top and the cuffs were tightly wrapped around his wrists, the soft silk fabric and the light-transmitting white could clearly outline the man's body lines, and the fact that he was not carrying any weapons.

Joseph immediately understood what the other party's look meant. Apparently, they were not allowed to carry any weapons in subsequent meetings.

Fielding, who arrived later, also realized this, and because he knew some secret experiments, he could think of more. For example, Grapa, who was originally an experimental subject and knew the core secrets of the organization, was probably completely restricted to watching this yard, and naturally he would not carry any weapons. At this time, he was already a lamb with his fangs removed to be slaughtered. This made him, who had been threatened before, feel happy for a while, and he just snorted coldly and found a place to sit down.

Grappa didn't care. He just stood at his position and closed his eyes to rest. His task today was only to wait for everyone to arrive and then take them to the designated place. As for his attitude, it was good enough that he didn't have a cold face. However, today, he didn't mind making his attitude a little better. After all, one still needed to have a little service spirit occasionally.

The representatives who arrived one after another were all expected, but the person in charge of the Chicago base, Genna, was hospitalized for treatment due to injuries caused by a sudden fight with other families, so he sent his deputy.

More and more people gathered, but the atmosphere was not relaxed or cheerful.

Although the organization's management system is very strict, after all, the branch bases in various countries are far apart, and the relationship with the headquarters is not very close. Even some personnel changes are carried out internally, so it has a sense of "each one doing it for himself". Originally, Grappa's sudden visit was ok, but now he suddenly has to come for a meeting, and most people also realize that they cannot bring weapons.

If the BOSS is dissatisfied with us, he can easily kill us. After all, we just didn't let Grappa, who was responsible for welcoming us, bring weapons. Whatever the BOSS wants to arrange, it depends on his mood.

Some people couldn't help but think of conspiracy theories. Of course, they didn't think the probability of such a thing happening was very high. The BOSS was not stupid. If these people died at this time, the disadvantages would far outweigh the advantages. It was possible that the connection between the headquarters and the various branch bases would be cut off.

Thinking of this, they felt a little more at ease until the next person came, wearing bandages and using a crutch, looking as if he had just come out of the yard.

"You're still here despite being injured like this. It seems like you take this meeting very seriously."

Joseph's tone was a little surprised. He looked at the man covered in bandages. It was the person in charge of the Bangkok base, Ka.

Joseph had some friendship with the Bangkok leader. Although the base he belonged to was far more important than his own, the two were once partners. It was a rare friendship among such a group of plastic partners. Therefore, he understood his friend's character and strength very well, which was why he was even more surprised.

Ka was able to take the position of the person in charge of Bangkok by actually using force in the early days.

Joseph looked at the other party, and Ka also saw the other party's doubt, but he just snorted coldly and turned to look at Grappa.

This action made the rather cautious Joseph realize something immediately. It was not surprising that his former partner had a conflict with Grappa because of his always picky personality. However, it was totally unexpected that he was hurt to such an extent by Grappa while the other party seemed to be fine.

Has Grappa's strength reached this point? Joseph's eyes flashed with a trace of fear and he looked at Ka.

Joseph was overthinking. Ka felt unhappy. Of course, he would not have a fight with Grappa without hurting the other party. Thinking of the knife scar he left on the other party's face, it disappeared after just one afternoon. Compared with the calmness on the surface, his thoughts were constantly fluctuating.

Ka's authority is higher than Joseph's, and I know this is part of an organizational experiment, but has it reached such an exaggerated level?

However, he didn't know that the current repair speed has been much slower. In the past, it might take less than half an hour.

But even so, Ka realized that the organization's experiments, which he had been ignoring, had made considerable progress. Thinking of the news that the organization was preparing to transform, he, who was in charge of the drug business, had a plan in mind.

If he wanted to clear his name, he could also take the opportunity to change the part he was responsible for, but it was not convenient to tell his former partner about it. Thinking of this, Ka gathered his thoughts. At this time, all the people had arrived, and Grappa, who had been waiting, finally stood up and led everyone to the entrance of the hall.

Sure enough, in front of the hall in the courtyard, servants in black asked to remove the weapons.

"Thank you for your cooperation. You just need to wait here for a while. The boss will be here soon."

Noel's lips curled up into a faint smile, and there was a rare tenderness in his grey-green eyes. There was light shining in them like stars, which gradually dimmed along with the door opposite that gradually closed, and then were covered with shadows and merged with the slightly dim environment around them.

This is the main hall of the courtyard. It has a solid and soundproof environment. There are no cameras or weapons, and the communication signals are completely blocked. There are only the heads of each base and Grappa who is in charge of reception.

It's perfect.

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Before these responsible persons arrived, a secret meeting was held in the side meeting room at the back of the courtyard among the top executives of the Japanese headquarters.

The theme of the meeting was, of course, to prepare for and lay the groundwork for a large-scale meeting that the organization had not held for decades. The boss, dressed in formal attire, was explaining his plan to the senior executives present with a smile on his face: the transformation of the organization, or whitewashing.

Although the top leaders had already made some guesses, the complete plan was not revealed to them until the people in charge of each base were about to arrive. This was enough to explain the attitude of the BOSS this time, which was just a notification and no objection would be allowed.

If it were now, I'm afraid the entire organization would be wiped out.

Sitting in the chair, Toru Amuro seemed to be listening to the plan seriously, but he was silently calculating in his heart. Although the boss was talking about the future adjustment plan of the organization, he was essentially just drawing a pie in the sky without revealing more specific details, such as which official to bribe. This gave the blond man, whose brain was tired from working all night for three consecutive days to catch up with the organization's tasks, a headache. He could only pretend to hold his forehead and rub his temples, while sighing about the current situation.

Let’s not talk about the representatives of those organizations that hide their power. Just at today’s high-level gathering, apart from the familiar faces like Rum, Belmode and Gin, Silvaner, who is in charge of laboratory-related projects and rarely appears in front of the public, and Jägermeister, who took over Pisco and is in charge of most of the visible power, were all present.

As expected, it was a good idea to kill them all at once. The blond man couldn't help but start thinking about his own situation and wanted to determine when he could launch a general attack.

The organization's undercover agent in the high-level Metropolitan Police Department had been directly captured by the investigation team led by Hagihara Kenji at this time, and the Metropolitan Police Department, which had always been at odds with the Public Security Bureau, finally decided to cooperate. Under the secret promotion of Hagihara Kenji and Amuro Toru, the two organizations exchanged intelligence very quickly and contacted several official organizations abroad, but it would probably take some time before they could unite to attack the organization.

At least not now.

The blond man thought with some regret.

Of course, they couldn't just do nothing at this opportunity, but the Public Security Bureau was now in charge of negotiating with other official forces. They only knew that the Metropolitan Police Department would carry out a rapid crackdown in various places. Since they had climbed to a high position in the organization, in order to play the greatest role, the Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department were extremely cautious. Even if there was less than a one in a thousand chance, they had to prevent the people in the organization from noticing the problem from their side. Therefore, they began to hide the specific details of the mission from themselves.

The blond man, who was always used to worrying about everything and taking care of everything, could only live up to everyone's expectations and play the role of Bourbon of the organization, keeping himself unaware of and not trying to find out the current situation of the Red Team.

In this way, even if the undercover identity is exposed, he can ensure that he will not give out information that is detrimental to the final action. Of course, this is not something that can be said out loud, after all, there are several colleagues around who are very concerned about his mental state.

Thinking of this, the blond man actually felt a rare sense of security. He gathered his thoughts and naturally glanced at the senior executives present with Bourbon's inquiring eyes, finally stopping at Silvani.

With his observation skills, he could always find something inconsistent, for example, this person was also distracted like him just now, and seemed to be expecting something.

What is he waiting for?

Bourbon frowned slightly, his gray-purple eyes flashed with some thought, but suddenly his blue eyes met the other person's. The blond man looked back without any concealment. The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and the meeting that had just ended broke this episode.

It took longer than expected. Toru Amuro estimated the time and thought that those responsible people might have been waiting in the lobby for nearly twenty minutes. Obviously, this was a show of force that the boss of the organization had planned long ago. After all, judging from the pie that the boss had just drawn, this reform would cut into the interests of many people.

Bourbon stood up and walked with great interest behind the senior team led by the boss who were preparing to go to the main hall, with their backs reflected in his eyes.

He suddenly thought of something and froze:

Were those responsible, unarmed, in the company of Grappa for nearly twenty minutes?