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Interview with the protagonist:
Q1: What's your secret to becoming the Black Organization's ace assassin?
Jiang Xia...
Chapter 1924 1932 [Curaçao·Game Over]
“…This won’t work.”
Curacao reached out his hand and grasped the controller again with great entanglement: "Only by getting a normal ending can I use a normal plot to cover up those terrible memories."
After logging into the game, Curacao skillfully repeated the previous steps, closing her eyes and fast-forwarding the scenes that made her uncomfortable. Finally, the game advanced to the finale again.
"Let's prepare seriously." Curacao sighed, "I finally understand. Unless you only have your career in mind, there's no way you can distance yourself from that bastard detective."
This time, she carefully set up traps for the criminals, and did everything herself to the best of her ability... But because she was too serious, she didn't have time to withdraw and was unfortunately kidnapped by the criminals.
The criminals tied her up in the middle of the warehouse and hid bombs everywhere in the warehouse, waiting for the detective to fall into the trap.
Curacao felt that this scene looked familiar. She became alert and carefully let the character look around. The more she looked, the more frightened she became: "..." This, this is exactly the same as the last scene, especially the location of the bombs. Could it be...
The intuition of an excellent organizational cadre is indeed not easily wrong.
In Curacao's numb eyes, a series of old-fashioned and familiar operations appeared in front of her like flowing water - saving people, explosions, building collapse, being trapped in the corner, and then she held the detective's face again...
Clang——
The handle hit the screen heavily, and at the same time, Curacao cut off the power supply. He stared at the black screen with his mandarin duck eyes, still in shock.
——Just like there is no ending of "Defeat the Detective" in the gangster route just now, there is no option of parting ways with Jiang Xia in the detective route.
Curacao: “…” Where is the promised battle game?
Also, it was no wonder that the game hadn't been released normally - if it had been, someone would have murdered the development team and the game would have been discontinued, and she wouldn't have gotten the damn thing.
Curacao inserted his ten fingers into his hair and combed it back vigorously, trying to use the pain of pulling his scalp to wake himself up and clear out the mess from his mind.
A whole day of precious "vacation" was wasted on this kind of thing.
Curacao washed his face with ice water and calmed down: "Let's add the development team of this game to the assassination list."
But on second thought, she felt that it was inappropriate: unless the organization had a mission, she generally would not take action against innocent people.
Curacao: “…” But is this team really innocent?
There was a fight between angels and demons in Curacao's mind, and he felt a little confused.
In the end, rationality prevailed: "No, we can't do it. Regardless of whether they are innocent or not, I am now involved with Wu Zuo. In this state, any extra killing intent may lead to death. This has been verified by countless people.
Curacao: “…” But she was still curious about who could make such a shocking and rubbish game.
Curacao picked up the laptop, opened it on his lap, and entered work mode in the blink of an eye.
Then, after some investigation, she found out that the game was nominally released by an unknown small studio, but it was actually produced by a technical team under the Suzuki Group.
...Suzuki Group?
Curacao thought of the chestnut-haired high school girl who often appeared around Jiang Xia, and almost cracked the mouse again: "..." Sure enough, the familiar feeling that the chestnut-haired blood-recovering monster gave her was not an illusion.
It turns out that few people who can stay around Uzo for a long time have normal brains.
Curacao: “…” Come to think of it, when Hashimoto Maya was first found, the island he was on seemed to be an asset under the name of the Suzuki family.
...We can't think too deeply about this matter. The more we think about it, the more we feel that Wuzo's power has expanded again.
By the way, Wu Zuo actually used this method to seduce the daughter of the consortium, making the ignorant young girl's hands stained with blood, willingly providing him with information and resources... This guy is really evil to the core. No wonder those people in the organization appreciate him so much.
She couldn't move against Uzo for the time being, and the Suzuki Group certainly couldn't act rashly because of personal grudges... Curacao thought about it and realized that she could only make changes on her own and stay away from these troublesome guys.
"Anything related to Suzuki can no longer be used."
Thinking of this, Curacao stood up and prepared to count the items around him and throw away everything that should be thrown away.
However, upon closer counting, it was discovered that many things were related - the Suzuki Group was large and powerful, and even if an item was not entirely produced by them, there was a high probability that some key parts they handled were mixed in.
...In other words, if she really wanted to implement this strategy of refusing to be Uzo's accomplice, then her living standards and living habits would definitely fluctuate significantly in the future.
Curacao had just been tortured by the game made by a high school girl for most of the day, and was already extremely tired. Now he thought about the huge workload...
After a few seconds, she silently decided to lie down.
"Forget it. Life is hard enough. Why torture yourself any more?" Curacao had obvious dark circles under his eyes. "The only comforting thing is that the Suzukis are not too old. They look like they can live a long time... I hope they live a long life and never let that terrible daughter inherit the family business."
…
Ignoring the cracked screen, Curacao went straight to the bedroom, took a hot shower and prepared to have a good rest.
Just as I closed my eyes, my phone rang: there was an email.
“…”
Curacao almost threw her phone away, but her good professionalism made her resist the urge. In the end, she just unlocked her phone and checked the messages as usual.
Then, the sender's code name, which made her eyes go dark, suddenly caught her sight.
"Is this guy really not spying on me?" Curacao was wrapped in murderous aura like a giant cocoon. "He always sends emails to disturb me when I am resting or busy."
She became alert and thought about this possibility seriously.
Then she comforted herself, maybe she was overthinking it: Wu Zo might really be innocent in this matter. After all, apart from resting and being busy, she didn't seem to have many other states.
Thinking of this, he felt much more at ease. Curacao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and clicked on the email to check.
Then there was a brief silence.
Sure enough, he was asking her for that Hashimoto Maya again. The only difference from before was that this time, he specifically asked for one more person - Izuka Saburo.
Curacao: “…”
(End of this chapter)