Chapter 16801688 [Heart-beating Moment]
Identity information leakage is a big deal. If it were normal, Curacao would pay attention to it, but it would not be as serious as it is now. But now...
To be cautious, after putting Ireland under surveillance from a distance, Curacao did not rush over, but contacted his superiors first.
She first sent an email to Rum, and soon received a call from him.
On the phone, Curacao recounted to Rum in detail what happened with Jiang Xia just now, without missing a single detail. When it comes to key matters, her memory is as good as a printing press, and at this moment, it was as if she was playing the text version of the meeting in front of Rum.
"He recognized you right away?" Rum sounded interested. He thought for a while and said, "I think it's not because your information was leaked, but for other reasons - for example, he did see something wrong with you during that time."
Curacao had been ordered to investigate cases related to Jiang Xia before, but she was just following orders. She had no extra curiosity and did not want to have too much contact with this colleague with strange methods.
Therefore, compared to her, Rum knew some other details about "Uzo" - for example, the authority obtained by this new cadre was actually very incomplete, especially in terms of information related to other members.
Rum: "Although Ireland's recent actions are more stupid than the last, that is just the stupidity highlighted by Uzo's weird methods. It does not mean that he is really a fool. He will not, and dare not, push you into his enemy camp by selling intelligence.
"You are my confidant, and doing this is equivalent to not taking me seriously - although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the organization's top management because of Pisk's matter, he did not dare to show this dissatisfaction openly.
"Besides, our arrival in Hokkaido was just an accident. Ireland couldn't have predicted it, and the same goes for others... unless they knew my whereabouts."
Curacao's heart tightened: "I have always kept your whereabouts a secret."
"Of course, I believe you." Rum didn't mind saying a few comforting words to his well-behaved and sensible confidant.
But now, he was obviously more interested in someone else.
"I can recognize you at first sight. Let me think..."
Rum tried to reconstruct the genius's mental journey, and soon he had an idea: "In fact, this matter is like a magic trick. Countless simple details are pieced together, and from the audience's perspective, it can be as magical as magic. Your disguise ability is indeed outstanding, but it is not completely flawless.
"Uzo made such a big noise, he must have known that the organization would definitely send people to the vicinity. So for him, the difficulty of this matter is just 'finding a specific person from a group of people', which is the basic skill of intelligence personnel.
"As for why I guessed you're mixed-blood... height is one of the most difficult features to disguise, and you're indeed taller than the average Japanese woman. Also, your facial features are too three-dimensional, and even disguise can't completely erase these features. Don't forget, Uzo has a good relationship with Vermouth. If he has learned about disguise from Vermouth, then he can easily work backwards from your makeup and restore your general face."
Curacao's heart skipped a beat.
One of the reasons why she could remain calm was that she was in disguise. Even if Wu Zo was interested in her tonight, he would not be able to find her after she changed her makeup.
...It should have been like this, but now, from what Rum said, that guy has already memorized her appearance?
Curacao couldn't help but frown: "..."Damn Vermouth, Uzo is scary enough, why do you have to teach him things that can make him evolve?
Isn’t this “Thousand-Faced Witch” afraid that one day Wu Zuo will get tired of her and want to kill her, and then use what she has learned against her?
The sea breeze blew gently, and the originally refreshing and pleasant air made Curacao feel cold in her heart. Rum's steady voice echoed in her ears, as if he was telling a ghost story.
Rum was not at the scene, but he was very calm about this, digging into Uzo's features as if he were studying some treasure:
"And the kid seems to be very sensitive to the scent of his own people. You remember when he and Bourbon were traveling together and ran into us in a restaurant? I wonder if you noticed that he was actually paying attention to you at that time, and occasionally to me.
"The environment a person grows up in will become his basic information base. Uzo is very good at observation. He grew up in the organization and often came into contact with people in the organization. In other words, among the countless groups in the world, he knows us best.
"Just like when you are in a foreign country, you can always easily recognize your fellow countrymen. For Uzo, we who are mixed in with ordinary people may be as conspicuous as a blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigner who suddenly mixes in with a group of black-haired and brown-eyed Asians."
The example of Rum is actually not quite appropriate. Curacao has silver hair, heterochromatic eyes, and plump lips... In short, he has nothing to do with the black-haired and brown-eyed Asians that Rum mentioned.
But Curacao didn't have time to care about the details at this time: "..." Met by chance in the restaurant... So at that time, Uzo had already noticed her? !
She suddenly felt as if a ferocious beast was following her quietly from behind, and the hairs on her body stood up.
and……
Curacao: “…” Uzo could clearly identify the members of the organization. In other words, those peripheral members who were killed by him in daily cases were not “accidentally injured” at all, but were deliberately killed by Uzo?
Knowing that they were members of the organization, he still dared to act so recklessly... But to be honest, even so, Wu Zuo's loss of peripheral members was still much smaller than that of other cadres. Moreover, there were already a large number of peripheral members, and the threshold was low. If there were no more, they could just recruit more... No wonder no one had ever held Wu Zuo accountable for this.
Her unusual silence made Rum realize something.
The second-in-command laughed a few times and said, "Don't worry, Wuzo is not a madman who kills people indiscriminately. That idiot Vodka is in contact with him every day, but he is still alive and well.
"And Bourbon is his boss in name only. He often instructs Jiang Xia to work in various places. Even so, Uzo never puts Bourbon in a situation where he is sure to die. At most, he gives him some difficult problems with strict standards. This allows Bourbon to always be in the best condition. His efficiency in doing things has been much higher recently than before."
Curacao: "..." A difficult question with a strict standard? Does it mean that Bourbon was involved in murder scenes every now and then, or that the Twin Towers almost blew Bourbon into pieces? She had also seen the terrain of the Twin Towers, and it was a miracle that Bourbon survived...
(End of this chapter)
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