Chapter 1765 1772 [You are entangled by Uzo]
Looking over, Curacao saw a tall and thin man standing behind the spotlight on the second floor. The man put a pistol in his arms and turned around and ran away.
The bullet was fired from that angle. The banquet hall was completely dark just now, and the only lighting was there. The gunman hid behind the light source, facing the light, and at the moment he fired, he could not be seen by anyone in the hall.
Not to mention the congressman, even if the gunman suddenly shot at her, she would probably be ambushed because she would not be able to dodge in time.
In other words, if it was her that Uzo wanted to kill tonight... then he only needed to casually add a light-hearted sentence in the script: "The gunman was too nervous, the gun went off accidentally, and accidentally killed an innocent waiter."
This dangerous fact flashed through Curacao's mind, and a layer of cold sweat silently broke out on his back.
Even members of the organization rarely shoot directly at targets in such situations. This overly blatant assassination almost touched Curacao's blind spot.
She suddenly realized that she had underestimated the danger of Wu Zo - this guy was different from other cadres. He didn't need to kill people himself, and even his "subordinates" were mostly disposable and could be thrown away after use.
This means that Wuzo does not need to abide by the "confidentiality" principle that ordinary cadres have always abided by. Instead, he can use his clean identity as a detective to run rampant at the crime scene and easily distance himself from those subordinates who do not even know him.
...The best way to deal with Uzo is never to test or adapt, but to stay away from him, completely away from him. You must hide in a place where this guy can't reach you, otherwise once you appear in front of him, what happens next will no longer be under your control.
Curacao wiped the cold sweat from his palms, forced himself to calm down, and wanted to withdraw according to the previous route.
But as soon as she turned to the safe passage, she found someone standing behind her. A gentle voice sounded directly in her ear: "Are you okay?"
"?!" When Curacao heard this voice that was engraved in his DNA, he almost instinctively smashed the camera at Jiang Xia's face and then turned and ran... Fortunately, he held back in the end.
She raised her head and saw Jiang Xia, who had failed to catch up with the murderer, had returned to the banquet hall and was looking at her from half a meter away.
The two sides looked at each other, and the young detective asked with concern: "You don't look very good, do you want to find a doctor?"
Curacao: "..." Get a doctor? Shouldn't he have suggested that she go to the hospital? Wasn't it enough for this guy to kill a congressman, and he wanted to trick her into killing a doctor?
She stared at the person in front of her, not knowing for a moment whether she should continue to play the scene of caring for the innocent waiter with Uzo.
After a moment, Curacao took a deep breath and decided to pretend that he didn't hear the details in Wuzo's words and leave here first: "I really don't feel well, then I will go to the doctor first..."
"You want to leave here? The police are coming soon. As a caring colleague, my advice to you is that you'd better not leave."
With his back to the others, Jiang Xia finally restrained his righteous detective look a little, and gave her a smile that belonged to Uzo as expected, and he said softly:
"You dare to show up here. I guess you must have prepared a very complete fake identity. Even if you are taken to take a statement, you will not be exposed. In this case, since you are here, you might as well stay and play your part well."
"..." Curacao had given up wondering why this guy could always see through her disguise at a glance.
After all, she was also a senior cadre. Since her identity had been exposed by the other party, Curacao had no choice but to bite the bullet and put on the aura of a second-in-command's confidant. Her voice turned cold: "Role? You seem to have made a mistake. I'm not your actor."
"No, you are." Jiang Xia smiled with his eyes curved. "You have important clues related to the case. If you abscond with the clues at this time, this carefully crafted fake identity will be lost - even for you, it is not easy to create such a well-checked identity. We are all colleagues. If there are any misunderstandings, you can sit down and talk slowly. Don't waste precious information."
Curacao looked at him in silence. She looked like a sunny and cheerful high school student with a gentle expression, but when she stood face to face with him, she felt as if a cold snake was resting on her ankle and slowly wrapping around her whole body.
It seemed like just a moment, and the snake's head was in front of her. Its emotionless eyes were staring at her politely but threateningly, as if waiting for the only answer he wanted to hear.
If she shook her head and refused, the hidden fangs would probably immediately pierce her neck - "I can only work overtime", what kind of overtime? Of course, it would be to write another script of "the waitress who knew too much was murdered on the way to escape"!
Even if she managed to dodge it with her own abilities, it would never be a pleasant experience.
…This is a threat, a naked threat.
Curacao gritted his teeth, weighed the current situation, and thought of the overwhelming police and reporters outside, and finally maintained an elegant smile.
She nodded like a real waitress: "Of course, you are the detective, and the scene should be under your command until the police arrive."
Uzo nodded in satisfaction.
Curacao suddenly found that this scary young cadre was actually quite easy to coax. After agreeing to stay with him, the sharp sense of crisis that had been hanging over his head actually faded away.
Curacao: “…” But we can’t take it lightly, this sudden change in attitude might just be another trap set by Uzo.
Just like Ireland, his sense of crisis and intuition were equally strong, but while he was washed away by Uzo's endless malice like a tide, he also got along well with Jiang Xia and had a very good impression of Jiang Xia... The kindness she felt after nodding just now was probably just a signal to confuse her. When she relaxed, she would follow in Ireland's footsteps.
Curacao secretly observed the surrounding situation vigilantly.
…
The ambulance arrived quickly, and even a doctor came with the car. President Ishimoto's arm, which was scratched by the bullet, received timely treatment.
His female secretary was busy running around, and at this time, there was another busy secretary.
——After the shooting just now, too many guests fled from the banquet hall. Most of the guests who came to the banquet were nobles from Tokyo, and the security guards did not dare to stop them. Therefore, the news of the congressman's death spread quickly.
At this time, the cell phone of the deceased congressman and the congressman's secretary were all ringing non-stop, and the congressman's secretary was answering the calls anxiously.
(End of this chapter)
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