The first black hero is...

The phone call ended, and Gu Chenan and Hoshino Kannon stared at each other.

Hoshino Kannon felt somewhat guilty because, after all, it was she who introduced Lin Yu to Black Owl. Even though she currently had no connection with Lin Yu, she couldn't change the fact that she had caused trouble before.

As for Gu Chenan, he was a bit bewildered. He knew that Lin Yu's biggest reliance was Black Owl, but he didn't expect Lin Yu to become one of the Twelve Owls so quickly.

If Lin Yu truly became one of the Twelve Owls, it would be difficult for Gu Chenan to make a move against him. After all, the Black Owl organization was utterly ruthless, and if anything happened to Lin Yu, they would stop at nothing for revenge.

Moreover, Lin Yu, being the protagonist with a destined future, wasn't someone easy to deal with.

"What should we do?" Hoshino Kannon blinked her beautiful eyes and asked.

Gu Chenan shrugged and said, "If they ask you to go back, then go back. What else can we do?"

"But..." Hoshino Kannon hesitated, "If I go back, I won't be able to see you anymore."

Gu Chenan smiled and replied, "If you don't go back, Black Owl will suspect you."

"Well, so what? I can just quit Black Owl anyway," Hoshino Kannon said, looking out the window.

She didn't say the rest of her thoughts, but her meaning was quite clear.

Since she had become Gu Chenan's person, whether she returned to Black Owl or not didn't matter.

"If you're afraid of not seeing me, there is a solution," Gu Chenan said at that moment.

Hoshino Kannon immediately turned her head, curious and expectant. "What solution?"

Gu Chenan smiled faintly and said, "Take me back to Black Owl."

...

Yanjing, Black Owl.

In a towering building located in the city center of Yanjing, a woman dressed as a secretary hurriedly walked to the door of the conference room, carrying a folder.

Swish~

She pushed open the door to the conference room, revealing a large crystal chandelier and a black conference table.

There were seven or eight men and women sitting around the table.

There were middle-aged men in suits, foreign muscular men in military camouflage, and young women dressed provocatively.

In short, each person had a completely different style from the others.

And they were the Twelve Owls of the Black Owl organization.

However, some members were currently on a mission, so only eight of them were present.

The female secretary walked quickly and took a seat, pulling out a chair.

"Everyone, Miss Hoshino has investigated Mr. Gong's disappearance," she said, capturing everyone's attention immediately.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses, who looked like a typical office worker, adjusted his glasses and said, "How did Gong Fei disappear? He still owes me a meal!"

The female secretary pursed her lips and said sadly, "I'm sorry to inform you all that Mr. Gong has died."

"Died?!"

"Although Gong Fei might not have been the strongest, he was definitely not weak. How could he die?"

"Who killed him?!"

The crowd became excited and began asking questions.

The female secretary opened the folder and read from the information inside. "Suhang Li Family, a group of martial arts practitioners in Suhang. They have been practicing martial arts for centuries, but due to recent changes in the era, martial arts declined, and the Li Family declined with it."

"The current direct line of the Li Family consists of six people, with dozens of branches. The direct line includes Li Rufeng, Li Chuang, Li Meng, Li Hu, Li Mingde, and Li Yuhong."

"Among the direct line, Li Rufeng, Li Mingde, and Li Yuhong are the most powerful."

After finishing reading, the female secretary looked up at the crowd.

"Since the Suhang Li Family was able to kill Mr. Gong and his subordinates, it shows that they have considerable strength."

"Therefore, the Chief has decided to send three Owls to avenge Mr. Gong."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged man with glasses immediately stood up.

"Since Gong Fei owes me a meal, if they killed Gong Fei, then I have to make them treat me to a meal. I'm going."

Another foreigner, a short-haired man in camouflage, also stood up and said in broken Mandarin, "They say there is heaven above and Suhang below. I've been in China for so long without visiting Suhang. It's time to take a look."

A woman who looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman beside them also stood up and said, "Count me in."

The female secretary nodded. "Okay, that will be Mr. Cao, Mr. Wu, and Miss Liu."

Speaking of which, she added, "Now that the personnel for this matter have been decided, let me announce something else."

As she spoke, she took out several photos from a folder and passed them in front of the people.

"Mr. Gong left, and now there are only eleven Owls left. The Chief has decided to promote Lin Yu from the Suhang team to the Twelve Owls."

"Lin Yu?"

The people were a bit puzzled.

They hadn't heard of Lin Yu doing anything earth-shattering, so how did he qualify to become one of the Twelve Owls?

Come to think of it, the old knife from the Suhang team should be more qualified than him, right?

"Why him?"

Someone voiced their doubts.

The female secretary waved her hand. "I don't know the Chief's decision."

After that, she added, "But rest assured, although this is an internal decision, the necessary procedures cannot be omitted, and Miss Hoshino, who recommended Lin Yu, will also return to the organization soon."

Upon hearing this, the crowd quieted down slightly.

To become one of the Twelve Owls, a necessary trial must be undertaken.

That is, to fight against any one of the Twelve Owls and either defeat them or remain undefeated for two hours.

After all, not just anyone can become one of the Twelve Owls.

"Where is the Chief? Isn't she going to show up for such a big matter?" Glasses-wearing Mr. Cao glanced at the empty seat at the conference table and asked.

The female secretary glanced at the meeting room outside. "I'll go and ask her."

She got up and walked out of the meeting room, heading to the elevator, and pressed the button for the top floor.

Ding~

The elevator door opened, and the female secretary quickly walked towards a closed door.

"What the hell, you don't join team fights, do you go to the jungle and get your mom Ganoderma lucidum to heal you?"

"The support doesn't follow the AD, you follow the mid-laner instead, did the AD kill your mother?"

"A bunch of trash!"

Sounds of clattering keyboards and shouting voices came from the room.

"Gulp~"

The female secretary swallowed a mouthful of saliva and knocked on the door.

Clang, clang, clang~

"Chief, everyone is waiting for you."

One minute later, the door opened.

A "loli"-style girl with twin tails and dark circles under her eyes appeared, yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Is everyone back?" the "loli" asked.

"Miss Hoshino and a few Owls who are still on missions haven't returned, but the rest are in the meeting room," the female secretary said.

"Has Lin Yu arrived?" the "loli" asked again.

"I talked to him on the phone earlier, and he's already on his way."

"Oh, I see. I'll come down after I finish this round." The double ponytail loli with lifeless eyes sat back in front of the computer, and the sound of clicking and clacking resumed.

The female secretary shook her head helplessly and gently closed the door when she saw this.

It was only when she entered the elevator that she muttered under her breath.

"I can't believe it. The Chief of the Chinese branch of the prestigious international assassin organization is actually a gaming-addicted double ponytail girl?"

"Who would believe that if we told anyone?"

"Look at her. She must have pulled an all-nighter again last night."

"Sigh, I'm really at a loss here!"

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