"What, you say he turned down our invitation to visit?"

After receiving the reply, the official in charge felt incredible at first, and then was furious: When did these little devils of the neon country dare to say no to the godfather of the United States?

After thinking about it, he thought of the origin and identity of this Mr. Matsumoto, and his heart was suddenly relieved!

The vigorous anger that provoked his dignity disappeared in an instant.

You must know that he is a religious madman who has been passed down in the same line, his father is a psychotic, he is not a good religious leader, there are more than 100 mistresses, countless savings on his account do not know how to enjoy, he can't think of it, he actually wants to fight against the state power, and he also made the Tokyo subway Sha-Lin poison gas case that normal people would never think.

In a certain circle, his most well-known deeds are not only a mysterious religious peddler, but also a murderous murderer, and his most terrifying achievement is to sacrifice his own father alive on the altar!

No one knows how he did it, even hypnosis doesn't make sense.

If you say that this person is really sane, who will believe it? I don't know how twisted it is.

It is not an unacceptable thing for such a person to dare to say no to the godfather of the United States.

After all, he did all the things for his own father!

And he has been so mad that he has done so many crimes, which are enough for him to be destroyed a hundred times by humanity and not understand his hatred, but he is alive and well now, and he looks more nourished than anyone else, but he doesn't give face to his godfather, and it seems that he, the case manager, may not be able to help others. After all, his personal will cannot be equated with the state.

Although he is a madman, but he can become a person who kills people and sits firmly on the throne of the sect leader without moving, and no one can help him, then he is by no means an ordinary madman, even if he is really communicated to the gods in the underworld, it is not an unacceptable thing.

Although such a murderous god, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a righteous god, but who cares about it, now the domestic trouble in the United States is inextricable, the number of accidental deaths every day is constantly increasing, the domestic situation is becoming more and more tense day by day, seeing that it is almost impossible to suppress, just this morning, a super-rich man who returned to China by plane has just gotten off the plane, and as soon as he stepped on the ground of the Mizhou continent on his toes, he suddenly had a heart attack, and he died before he was sent to the hospital.

This further deepens the fear in people's hearts, and it is really a panic that cannot be lived all day.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a religious peddler with a bad record like Matsumoto to enter the country openly in the past, so that people would not let such unstable factors as you enter the interior.

And now, even such a dangerous murderer has to hold his nose for a while and endure it, and he can't find a conventional solution, and now he has to rely on such a special talent, and it's acceptable that people have a bit of a shelf!

"In this way, you can help me contact him, I want to talk to Sect Master Matsumoto in person!"

After thinking about it like this, the director simply lowered his body, ready to probe the bottom of this person on the phone, if it was just a charlatan, he didn't bother to bother with him, if he really had the ability, he would invite people over respectfully, as long as he could get things done, it would be a great achievement, who cares how you did it?

After explaining the matter, the director quickly found someone else, and it was impossible for him to put the treasure on such an unreliable Japanese.

As soon as he was busy with work, time flew by, and when he went to work again the next day, after he was busy with some official business, he remembered that there was a phone call that seemed to have not been made yet.

He called his subordinates and asked what was going on, why was it so procrastinating to do a trivial matter?

"Sir, that neon man is very arrogant, we found his phone number through official channels, several times of communication, we didn't see him in person, the person who answered the phone was always his assistant, that Matsumoto Sukeo gave a number, saying that you should call him personally, only give you five minutes, a chance to talk! So, we're ......"

The subordinates looked very embarrassed, spread their hands, and made a very helpless look.

"This Sukeo Matsumoto is interesting!"

The supervisor laughed when he heard this, and asked for the phone, so he called himself.

The phone was quickly connected, listening to the silent silence on the other side, he didn't know why, he suddenly had a cold feeling, like a high-ranking person, who was looking at himself with cold eyes on the other side of the phone, his goosebumps stood up, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but be humble, "Excuse me, is it His Excellency Sect Master Matsumoto?" ”

An indifferent and lifeless voice, like a golden stone, instantly made his scalp tingle, and it was so faint that it came into his ears, "I already know your intention!" ”

"What do you know? You perverted and deformed little devil! ”

The director cursed in his heart, and said euphemistically, "Your Excellency Matsumoto, in fact, we ......"

The voice suddenly interrupted, with a faint hint of dissatisfaction, "I said, I already know!" ”

"Okay, okay! So what do you mean? ”

The director had a headache for a while, and there was an extremely depressed feeling in his heart, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he couldn't help but lower his tone again, and the humble tone, he himself wondered if it came out of his own mouth.

The subordinate was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he tiptoed out of the door, lest he would be found in the future.

"I've been paying attention to your side for a long time, it should be one of my kind, he has magical and deadly powers, but unfortunately, he is not the person I am looking for, and I am not interested in your invitation at all."

Sukeo Matsumoto stood quietly in the courtyard, his muscles slender and perfect, as if he were a statue carved from topaz, with an unfathomable darkness in his deep eyes, and an occasional fleeting edge of peerless edge.

He is like a dusty sword, it seems that he is waiting to choose someone to eat at any time, but he must work hard to suppress his **.

The case supervisor suddenly became excited, he really knew what I was trying to do, and he seemed to know the truth behind it!

"Matsumoto, what do you know? Do you know the truth about this? ”

He couldn't help but ask, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

"Of course I do! I also know that if you don't act in time, this matter will only get more and more difficult, and I can faintly feel that that person, he may be planning a big plan, that kind of tide of power, it is really powerful! That's the power of that thing, right? What an amazing power! I can't help but wonder, when the time comes, hehe! ”

He let out a playful sigh, and there was a hint of deep bloodlust in it.

The director couldn't help but wipe his forehead, he seemed to see the tragedy of the future blood flowing, along the bare head, there were beads of sweat the size of beans, he was not trembling for the tragedy that seemed to be in sight, because, before that time, he would be swept out of the house and held responsible!

I wonder if I will be sentenced for dereliction of duty.

"So, Mr. Matsumoto, can you tell me how they died, who did it, one person or a group of people, and how did they do it?"

He couldn't help but ask, as long as one of these questions could find the answer, he would have made a great contribution, why didn't he get excited?

"Why am I telling you? How many people in your country die, does it have anything to do with me? ”

He smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain.

The director took a deep breath, he knew that he had entered the focus of the negotiation, and how the next few words were talked about might be directly related to his future and destiny.

"Mr. Matsumoto, yes, it's really none of your business whether the people of the United States live or die, I even believe that you would like to see us struggling in the quagmire, but I also believe that you will not be so boring, you could have watched quietly, but it gave me a glimmer of hope, this kind of self-seeking trouble, if there is no reason to support it, I think you will definitely not do it." You must need something! You know, our country is the most powerful country in the world! There is nothing that we can't solve! Isn't it? I believe that an existence like you will not say even a word more for a useless person! ”

The Director said flatly, with a sense of clarity in his tone.

If you don't want anything from me, will someone like you talk so much nonsense to me?

That's simply not possible!

"You're such a smart guy, it's just right, I've been thinking about it lately, I want to go out for a walk, I can go to the United States and help you find out the truth, but, I have to explain in advance, how to solve it I will never interfere, that guy, he is a very tricky existence, in Mizhou, if there is no need, I will not fight him, how to deal with it, it depends on you!"

Sukeo Matsumoto did not deny it, and directly proposed to take action, which made the supervisor feel relieved.

The cause has been found, no matter what the trouble is, I believe that the powerful Mi Guo will solve him, and it doesn't seem to matter whether there is this neon man or not.

"So, Matsumoto, what do you want?"

He asked respectfully, with a hint of nervousness in his heart, if it was some very difficult request, he would not have the authority to agree, and then it would inevitably be extraneous.

"My request is very simple, you just need to help me find a place, a person, through the intelligence system of the MI FBI and CIA, and that's it!"

I can't wait any longer!

Damn it, rat!