Chapter 1669-1677 [Curaçao vs. Ireland]

When Officer Shiratori and Officer Takagi heard this, their hearts suddenly sank.

"... Let's not talk about detectives on our day off!" The two of them changed the subject in a rare tacit understanding. "Let's go find a pub and have a few drinks. It's a rare day off, so we should indulge ourselves."

The three haggard police officers who had been working overtime for many years quickly reached a consensus. They didn't want to stay in Hokkaido any longer, let alone the bridge.

Just as I was about to find a place to drink, a long series of sirens suddenly sounded in the night. As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was not just one or two police cars that could make the sound, but the sound of countless police cars sirens sounding continuously.

The three people's steps as they were leaving suddenly froze, and they turned back.

Across the bridge, I saw a long line of police cars roaring towards me. In the night, the police lights on the top of the vehicles flashed, like a long red and blue dragon.

"Why are there so many police cars?" Inspector Megure looked at the vehicles in surprise. "Is it that some important person has been murdered, or is there a serial murder case somewhere with so many victims? ... With so many cars, there must be three or four people dead."

Officer Takagi suddenly remembered something: "Come to think of it, the plane seems to be a huge secret room. Long-distance flights also have a long range..."

The locked room serial murder case, the airplane massacre, the storm plane... a series of words flashed through his mind in an instant.

At that moment, they clearly realized that their leisure time might be over.

Inspector Megure regretted not going to the tavern to drink earlier.

But now that he had seen his colleagues chasing the criminal, he couldn't just pretend he didn't see it. The policeman's sense of responsibility made him grit his teeth and say, "Let's go over there and see if we can help!"

…

The three policemen left the bar in tears and ran towards the police car.

Not far away on the hillside, a black sports car was parked quietly on the road.

A silver-haired woman leaned against the car door, put a telescope in front of her eyes, and looked up at the sky: "Found it. It is indeed as you said, they are approaching Qisamori Pier."

In the headset, Rum laughed: "I knew it. It's the only place nearby that can be used for an emergency landing. If the plane lands successfully, remember to control the scene immediately to ensure that Ireland cannot leak the secrets."

The plane accident will definitely lead to a follow-up investigation. If Ireland's identity is unfortunately exposed during the investigation, he must be killed in time. It is the consensus of all the top leaders of the organization to keep the secret of the organization's existence and not let it be exposed to society and the public.

Curacao responded, then she remembered there was another person on the plane: "Where's Uzo?"

"Don't worry about him. He never leaves any traces when he does things. Even if something goes wrong, where can he hide as a high school student from an organization?" Rum was quite confident in this second-generation gangster. "Of course, if you have the ability to keep an eye on both of them at the same time, I don't mind you keeping an eye on Uzo as well."

"..." Curacao, "I understand. I will keep a close eye on Ireland."

Rum's intelligence network is much more professional than Vodka's, and he received the news immediately after the plane had problems.

The plane crash was a big news even in the organization. Rum happened to be nearby, so he decided to stop by to see what was going on.

Protecting the organization's secrets is only one of the purposes. Another reason for intervening in this matter is that Rum is also very interested in Uzo.

However, as an important figure in the organization, Rum would certainly not put himself in danger - the previous encounter with Jiang Xia was just an accident. This time, Rum decided to hide behind the scenes. He did not contact the plane directly, but sent his subordinate Curacao.

…

After confirming the current situation, the two parties ended their brief call.

Curacao took off his headphones, put them in his pocket along with his phone, then opened the door and got back in the car.

She reviewed what Rum had just said, and the instruction "Don't worry about Uzo" made her secretly relieved.

——Although she is not afraid of the rumored "Uzo", Curacao is different from many cadres. She is not aggressive and aggressive. Outside of the mission, she does not want to have too much contact with other members.

And now, from the tragic situation in Ireland, we can know that Uzo is definitely a big trouble. As long as you have any contact with him, there will be constant accidents afterwards, as if you are entangled by something terrible.

Curacao: “…” In comparison, the ferocious Ireland is actually much easier to get along with.

As she thought about it, she pulled down the sun visor, turned on the mirror above it, and began to change her appearance in front of the mirror.

Although she was still far behind Vermouth, Curacao was equally adept at this. Soon, she changed from a striking silver-haired mixed-race woman to an ordinary Asian office worker with short hair. Her originally distinctive mandarin duck pupils were also covered by colored contact lenses and turned into an ordinary dark brown.

Curacao looked at himself in the mirror, then nodded slightly, put away his disguise and began to organize his other equipment.

She put on a special belt, arranged the collar and pockets made of special material, and put away the poison needles, knives, steel wires, etc.

Finally she pulled out a compact gun and looked down at the magazine.

The same thing happened when checking weapons. Other cadres would have murderous intentions in these movements, but she was smooth and graceful, like a young girl sorting out the jewelry she was going to wear today. However, these jewelry were enough to take the lives of countless people.

After taking care of the equipment, Curacao turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the direction of the dock.

On the way, she looked up at the sky. Now, even without the help of a telescope, the silhouette of the plane gradually became clear.

Curacao: “…” The easiest way, of course, is for the entire plane to crash. In that case, she wouldn’t have to do much cleanup work. Gravity and fire explosions would help the organization deal with everything.

However, the death of the organization cadres is fine, and people like Ireland, Uzo and her have done many evil things and deserve to die. But there is no need to involve other passengers... It is better to work harder and keep an eye on them manually.

And from Curacao's perspective, although the plane was in an extremely dangerous situation, the possibility of it landing safely was actually quite high.

——The information she received included a passenger list, and this list clearly showed that Jiang Xia was on that plane.

As one of Rum's confidants, Curacao certainly knew that Jiang Xia was Uzo.

"Uzo likes excitement. Even if such a person despises life and is not so afraid of death, he will definitely not let himself die in a plane crash without any skills."

Curacao sighed, "I heard that he and Ireland are at odds, and this accident was caused just to mess with Ireland. It seems that I will be busy for a while to ensure that Ireland does not leak any secrets."

(End of this chapter)