Chapter 17391747 [Campus Festival Preparation]
Jiang Xia was startled, then he became interested. He had indeed forgotten that Teitan Middle School was going to hold a school festival recently. He rarely calculated the date on purpose, and just let it go. Every day was fulfilling anyway.
"Then let's go to school and have a look." Jiang Xia began to look forward to the campus festival like a normal student, "I hope everything goes well on the way."
Conan couldn't help but look at him: It's just going to school, why is he praying in such a tone like he's going to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures?
Jiang Xia didn't see his gaze, and was still thinking about the campus festival: in addition to the high school students of the school, there would be many graduates or people from other schools participating on the day. They were all adults, and their mindsets and experiences would surely be very interesting.
Although the festival hasn't started yet, some people have gathered in the school. Maybe I can develop some new types of murderous aura this time.
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When Jiang Xia was planning to enjoy his long-lost campus life.
In a hidden bedroom.
The TV was on, and Maya Hashimoto sat on the sofa bored, browsing the reports on it.
What is being played on the screen at this moment is a murder case that has just happened. The case is quite tortuous. It tells the story of two old partners who have known each other for many years predicting each other and stabbing each other in the back.
The peripheral members who were watching him nearby were also watching, and as they watched they hissed with emotion: "Stranger enemies are not to be feared, the most frightening thing is a sudden backstab by an old and trusted friend - the more you know the opponent's weaknesses, the easier it is to succeed in your plot. Sigh, where is the trust between people?"
When Maya Hashimoto heard the word "confidant", the tips of her ears twitched: Speaking of partners, it seems that I haven't seen Mr. Ireland for a while, and I don't know if he is still alive.
Thinking of Ireland, Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but sigh: Although he knew that it was a common practice in the organization to help his superiors take bullets, he couldn't help but feel complicated when he thought about himself being thrown high by the excited crowd at the airport while Mr. Ireland was able to watch leisurely from a distance.
However, after all, she had been a confidant for a long time, and the two had not been in contact in the past few days, nor had she received any tasks from Ireland. Hashimoto Maya was actually a little uncomfortable with it.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Having said that, she was isolated from the outside world and escaped because she was under quarantine and investigation by the organization, but Mr. Ireland was not so lucky. He should be being watched by Uzo now.
And if he was quickly investigated and released, then he would undoubtedly have to face that terrible cadre again together with Mr. Ireland.
Hashimoto Maya recalled the experience of being chased and hacked by the Grim Reaper on the plane, and a cold sweat slid down her face: "..." Thinking about it carefully, this sudden house arrest is actually quite good. Otherwise, if she were to go out, she would not know how many troubles would arise.
Next to him, a guard who was watching TV noticed a glance.
He turned his head in confusion and saw that Maya Hashimoto was not watching TV, but looking at him. There was a lot of gratitude hidden in her straight gaze.
Guard: "......?" He's only been incarcerated for a few days? And I haven't been very harsh on him during this period, so why is he in Stockholm now?
...weird and perverted.
The guard got goosebumps all over his body and looked away silently.
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On the other side, Ireland, who was being talked about by his confidant, was also watching the same news.
His sinister eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and he frowned as if remembering something. Soon, Ireland called Curacao: "The speculation I sent you not long ago..."
Curacao didn't want to get involved in this matter at all, so he interrupted him and said, "I don't mind asking for your feedback on the report that 'Bourbon is an undercover agent', but have you heard the story of the man who cried wolf? Accumulating mistakes in normal times, and being doubted by superiors at critical moments, this is actually the cause of death for many cadres."
Ireland didn't care whether Bourbon was an undercover agent or not. He did have some suspicions before, but after soaking in the water with Bourbon for half a day at noon, this idea had long faded away.
He said bluntly: "I suspect that Uzo was behind the explosion."
Curacao sighed silently: "Mr. Rum has already responded to this. He told me that I need to get definite evidence before I can take relevant action.
"But compared to Uzo's behavior, he seems to be more concerned about why you and Bourbon suddenly intersected. You haven't had any overlapping missions recently. You'd better explain this when you have time."
Ireland: "..." Do I need to explain this? It must be to unite to deal with Uzo. Bourbon is based in Tokyo and is a well-informed intelligence dealer. More importantly, I heard that he was also deceived by Uzo many times.
Judging from the abilities that Bourbon usually demonstrates, such a person must have important information about Uzo, so he would look for him.
...But if he said this, no matter whose fault it was, it sounded like he was actively fighting among himself. He couldn't just report this reason directly.
Ireland was silent for a moment.
"Also, next time this happens, you can report it directly to your superior, such as 'that gentleman.'" As a confidential secretary, Curacao is obviously also good at passing the buck:
"Don't always bring Wuzo's affairs to me. I'm not your screening machine. Besides, I'm very busy and don't have time to deal with that elusive cadre - just report it at your own discretion. But I have to remind you that you are still under investigation recently. The fact that the organization has not restricted your behavior does not mean that you have gained complete freedom."
The phone was hung up.
Ireland looked at his phone, his expression slowly turning grim.
As for "that gentleman", even if it was because of Pisco, he would not be on his side, so he found Rum through Curacao.
Ireland: "..." But now it seems that what's wrong with Rum? Doesn't this guy think that Uzo has gone too far? The airport in Hokkaido was bombed, it's far away and there's nothing we can do about it. But in Tokyo, Uzo actually bombed whatever he wanted, and no one sanctioned him!
As he was wondering, Ireland suddenly remembered Rum's hobby of collecting talented people as his subordinates.
He couldn't help but punch the back of the sofa: "..." Wu Zo's annoying personality is actually quite popular in the upper position. Don't those superiors want to give him a beating because he is too difficult to control?
Or is it that Uzo is not as arrogant towards other people as he is towards himself?
...The cunning bastard looks like a lawless outlaw, but in fact, he may have two faces in front of others and behind others!
(End of this chapter)
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