Chapter 1759-1766 [Predicting Uzo]



Chapter 1759-1766 [Predicting Uzo]

Although some viewers cut off the screen out of disrespect, what was going on at the scene certainly did not stop.

A wheelchair came from the direction of the hospital, and Ito Tamonsuke was sitting on it, pushed over by his sister.

With such a big incident, the team leader finally couldn't pretend to be unconscious any longer. And he really didn't expect that when he woke up, the incident would have ended.

"Mr. Tajima..." Ito Tamonsuke felt extremely complicated after hearing what Kenzo Tajima had just said.

And at this moment, Kenzo Tajima suddenly saw him.

The next moment, the old actor who was full of resentment towards the troupe leader just now suddenly rushed to Ito Tamonsuke's wheelchair, knelt down with a thud, and burst into tears: "I was so anxious that I attacked you - I actually never thought of hurting you! I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but mutter: "... He went all the way to the hospital to change his clothes and hunt him down, and he said he didn't intend to hurt him. He wouldn't create a second personality to take the blame for himself, would he?"

When Toru Amuro saw Kenzo Tajima getting up and apologizing to the young leader, he yawned and felt very bored: "..." He thought it was a cadre of an organization who came to assassinate the congressman, but it turned out to be just an ordinary murderer who was cowardly and afraid of trouble. He had only the skills of a phantom thief, but not the character of a phantom thief. He was not even worthy of being developed into an informant... Tsk, I should have punched him in the chaos just now, this guy is really annoying to look at.

The scene was in chaos as they were dealing with the aftermath.

A few dozen meters away, in the VIP ward of the hospital.

The congressman's dinner was mixed with sleeping pills, but he was still almost woken up by the loud sirens.

He snorted in confusion. A fake nurse was squatting beside his bed, working on something. When she heard the noise, her hands trembled and she almost dropped the congressman's phone to the ground.

The accomplice next to him hurried over from the window and barely caught the phone. The man glared at the fake nurse and couldn't help but sneered in a low voice: "A hacker who is so powerful on the Internet can't even hold a mobile phone in real life?

Although hackers can also operate offline, they are not as good as online. Hearing the sirens outside, he broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't care about his accomplices' ridicule for a moment, and whispered nervously: "Why are there so many policemen?"

Seeing his flustered look, the expression of the person next to him hidden behind the mask changed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Okay, okay, it's finally done, let's go!" After copying the data, the hacker put away the computer and hurriedly left the ward.

The accomplice was much calmer than the hacker.

After cleaning up the traces, the accomplice walked to the window before leaving and took a look out from behind the curtains. Then he whispered, "It's really lively."

But this time, the annoying police reporters and detectives actually helped him.

The two figures quickly disappeared into the congressman's room.

The doctor who was going for a routine check-up squeezed in front of the window and watched the excitement for a while, then he quickly ran to check on the time.

Soon, Kenzo Tajima was taken away by the police, and the doctors and patients who had been watching the incident returned to their posts. The night gradually became peaceful, and the case came to a successful conclusion.

Jiang Xia was still not satisfied with this live broadcast.

Unfortunately, everything that needed to be filmed has been filmed. When there are no reporters or Conan around, the surrounding environment is always very peaceful.

Jiang Xia went to school, took quizzes, and went home after school as usual. At school, he answered some questions from his classmates about Ito Tamonsuke, and the day ended peacefully.

"…Forget it. There will be a commendation ceremony tomorrow. It's better to take a break today."

At night, Jiang Xia calmly counted his ghosts and successfully hypnotized himself into falling into a deep sleep.

There was no live broadcast at the commendation meeting, but the momentum of the previous live broadcast was still there. There were reporters waiting nearby, and they would publish some small news related to the commendation meeting from time to time.

Vodka was watching quietly, and when he turned his head inadvertently, he suddenly found that Brother Gin’s page was exactly the same as his own, and he was also reading those messages.

"!" Vodka was shocked: Didn't brother say yesterday that he was not interested?

Gin caught a glimpse of his expression and snorted, "Fool, this congressman is our assassination target, but 'that gentleman' doesn't seem to want to make a big fuss, so he didn't assign this task to me. If anyone else wants to take action against the congressman, this banquet with so many people around is undoubtedly the best time."

Although Gin's killings are very covert, he is often the only one who is covert, and the "assassination" itself is not covert at all.

In fact, the assassination equipment that Gin is best at using are guns and bombs. These two weapons are incompatible with peaceful life and often put him in the news.

It was just that because Gin always left quickly and never left any traces of himself at the scene, there were no suspects in the assassination, and it was impossible to choose one out of three, so Gin was able to stay out of it.

In other words, the "assassinations" carried out by Gin by the organization often carry a certain warning meaning. This is using the life of the deceased to sound the alarm for other people who know the truth, warning them not to follow in the footsteps of the deceased and go against the organization.

But this time, the organization wants to keep a low profile so that it can reduce the presence of the congressman it supports in the death of Congressman Takata.

So this time, Gin realized it belatedly and lost his job, and the assassination was handed over to other members.

Vodka figured this out and suddenly shuddered: "You mean, the organization gave the task of assassinating the congressman to Uzo?!"

"..." Gin really wanted to knock open his brain to see if there was only Uzo inside. "Uzo's current mission is only to accumulate fame. The boss will not use him at this time. The organization must have sent someone else. It's just..."

He suddenly sneered, and after considering the cause and effect, he confirmed one thing: "I'm afraid Uzo has also set his sights on this congressman."

Vodka was confused for a moment: "Isn't this congressman the one who is responsible for presenting the award to him? If he kills this man, how can he climb up the ladder?"

Gin tapped the laptop on his knees with his fingertips, looking down in thought: "Although the congressman is willing to give Wu Zo an award, he despises private detectives from the bottom of his heart. He just wants to use Wu Zo's fans to win some votes for himself. After the incident is over, he can no longer help Wu Zo in any way. But if he dies during the banquet...what do you think will happen?"

Vodka: "...Uzo stepped on his corpse to gain reputation?"

Gin glanced at him and nodded slightly. This assistant was not so stupid as to be completely brainless. "Those big shots are usually very busy and don't have time to pay attention to what cases a high school detective has solved. But if a congressman with a similar status to them suddenly died of homicide, it would be difficult for quite a few of them not to pay attention to this case."

(End of this chapter)

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