Chapter 1602 1610 [Gin is a relative of Uzo? ]
Ireland: "..." In any case, the current intelligence about Uzo is seriously insufficient. Everything is full of uncertainty for him.
But there is one clue that is clearly in front of us: the theater troupe that will board the plane tomorrow must be related to Uzo's conspiracy.
Although the entire troupe was somewhat like Wuzo's conspiracy, he could not avoid all opportunities to obtain intelligence because of his fear of Wuzo. If he did so, sooner or later he would die in Wuzo's trap without any knowledge and in great frustration due to the lack of intelligence.
In comparison, it is better to take the initiative - since Wuzo likes to reveal his flaws to others, he must be prepared to be exploited by others and hit with a fatal blow.
…
Although the theater tonight is not a place completely open to the public, for Ireland, who often sneaks into various dangerous places, the difficulty of entering here is no higher than going out to buy groceries.
He quickly got a ticket nearby, went in, sent the receptionist away, and quickly looked through the guest signature book.
Then they actually found a very suspicious signature - the handwriting in that column was the same as the handwriting on the "declaration of war" that Ireland had just received. All the details showed that it was written by the same person.
It is not known whether this was written by Wu Zuo or he asked his subordinates to write it for him. But one thing is certain - the information left behind is indeed what Wu Zuo wanted to leave behind.
"Kurosawa Sa..."
Kurosawa?
Is Uzo a relative of Gin?
The thought flashed through his mind, but was quickly dismissed by Ireland - the curly-haired man in black wearing sunglasses looked nothing like Gin.
And no matter how you look at it, as a cadre of the Black Organization, it is impossible for Uzo to leave his real name in such an occasion.
Ireland: "..." Uzo probably guessed that he was targeting him and Gin, so he used this to declare his position. Or maybe he just wanted to use Gin's last name to annoy him...
There was no more information in the signature book. Ireland looked at Uzo's signatures, wrote them down casually, and then walked into the hall without delaying at the door.
He took out the letter of challenge, confirmed the handwriting on it, sneered, and walked quickly to the corner of the first floor.
…
About ten meters away in a straight line, in the performance hall.
Jiang Xia focused his vision on the ghost, floated to the side of Ireland, and observed the smoke factory. As he looked, his eyes fell on the wrinkled love letter that had been ravaged.
Jiang Xia: "..." He asked the ghost to write a love letter for a long time, but it became tattered in the blink of an eye. It was too much to waste the psychic's efforts.
But from this perspective, Ireland probably guessed who the "anonymous sender" was when he received the love letter.
Jiang Xia: "..." Well, come to think of it. Maybe Ireland subconsciously didn't think that any woman would like him, so he didn't think about "being secretly loved" at all. Naturally, there was no subsequent heartbeat.
Moreover, the whereabouts of organizational cadres have always been secretive. Everyone knows when they can contact whom, otherwise they will not survive for long. After eliminating a circle of people in the limited social circle, it is not difficult to find the anonymous sender.
Thinking about it, Jiang Xia couldn't help but feel a little worried: if this goes on, the plan of sending love letters to Vodka to trick... exchange murderous intent will probably not go smoothly. I can only hope that Vodka will be more confident and believe from the bottom of his heart that there will be a girl who will fall in love with him at first sight.
I was silently counting the sources of my murderous intent in my mind when the cell phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.
It's the organization's special machine.
Jiang Xia stretched his legs while standing for a long time, changed his angle calmly, and took out his cell phone to take a look.
I received an email:
[Ireland appears in the lobby of the Cosmic Theater. He examines the autograph book at the door for a moment, then goes to the security room.]
“…”
Although the sender was not written, and the address was all garbled, looking at the complicated and lengthy honorifics in the sentence, it was not difficult to guess that the person who typed this email was the younger brother who had just become loyal.
Jiang Xia: “…” Before this, he really didn’t realize that Okiya Subaru actually had some potential to be a model worker - he didn’t know how many emails he had sent him today, and he would report to him whenever he saw any developments... too frequently, making people not want to pay attention to him.
But thinking about Okiya Subaru's murderous taste and his strange event-related physique, plus the useful identity of being bound to Akai Shuichi... Jiang Xia soon got rid of his grudge against this suddenly hardworking younger brother.
He knew that Okiya Subaru was also hiding in this building, and this graduate student in engineering seemed to have gotten bored and hacked into the surveillance system here. Currently, all the places in this building with surveillance were under his surveillance.
This habit is not bad. Although it was completely useless this time because of Ireland's obvious murderous intent, it may be useful in the future.
Jiang Xia then typed out a reply patiently, praised this annoying little brother, and put his phone away again.
…
Ireland got himself a security uniform, put it on, and glanced in the mirror.
The hair on his temples was no longer the dazzling golden color, but had long been dyed dark brown. The wide brim of the hat on his head just covered his distinctive eyebrows.
Ireland took out another box of makeup powder and applied it to his face very skillfully. Soon, his unusually obvious features gradually faded. Mixed in with a group of white security guards, he was finally not so conspicuous.
He had already checked before coming here. Today, there were two security companies working together here, and they were not very familiar with each other, which gave him a chance to take advantage of.
He took out a rubber explosion-proof baton and put it on his waist, adjusted his belt, and walked out the door with a natural look.
…
After asking the staff, Ireland received an extremely shocking news.
"Kudo Shinichi? He's here to help catch the Phantom Thief?"
"Yes." A talkative crew assistant saw the security guard from his hometown and started chatting with him:
"You may not know this in the UK, but although Kudo Shinichi is a little out of fashion now, he was once a very famous high school detective not long ago. I am also his fan!"
"It's just that he kept disappearing, so some media speculated that he met the murderer while investigating the case and unfortunately died. Humph, what nonsense, he is obviously still alive and well..." The assistant was talking when she suddenly saw the person in front of her showing a terrifying smile. She was stunned for a moment, "What, what happened?"
"Nothing." Ireland adjusted the muscles on his face slightly and softened his expression. "I'm just a little surprised that the media nowadays would make up a story about a young and promising high school student just for traffic. It's really despicable."
(End of this chapter)
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