Chapter 1768 1775 [Holding Wu Zuo to Order the Script] Asking for a monthly ticket (づど)
The human answer was standing next to him, but Curacao didn't ask: I'm afraid no playwright would spoil his own script at the beginning.
Besides, instead of taking the risk of running to ask, she just wanted to reduce her presence now.
But Curacao suddenly remembered another thing: if I remember correctly, this hacker also appeared in the kidnapping case of Jiang Xia. Could it be that at that time, no, even earlier, he had been thrown into the script by Uzo?
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Inspector Megure didn't think so much. He just felt that Brother Jiang Xia and the first-year boy that Brother Jiang Xia had developed were still as useful as ever.
He took a look at the tall, thin man wearing dark glasses in the photo and said, "Is this the murderer? He doesn't look like a good person. As expected, anyone who wears sunglasses indoors is basically an outlaw."
Matsuda Jinpei pushed up his sunglasses: "?"
Inspector Megure did not feel any resentment from his former colleague. He was busy having someone cut out the hacker in the photo, enlarge it, and print it out.
While waiting for the portrait, he looked at Officer Gao Mu and asked, "Where are the guests and staff who participated in the banquet now?"
Officer Gao Mu thought for a moment and said, "Some of them stayed at the scene, but we have now moved them to the reception room next door. Some others fled in panic. But we have their contact information here, and we are contacting them one by one to ask them to come back."
"Okay." The photos had just been printed, and Inspector Megure handed him a stack of them. "Go to the living room and ask the guests if anyone knows this person or has any impression of him."
Then he handed another one to Sato Miwako: "There must be a lot of people who don't want to come back. Take someone to confirm their whereabouts, and send the portrait over to ask for relevant clues."
The two police officers nodded, took their things and left.
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The banquet hall, which had been bustling just a moment ago, now had no other guests except the body of the congressman and the busy police.
Jiang Xia looked near the congressman's body, taking in the necessary clues, and then did not stay there any longer, but went to the busy front hall.
Curacao thought about it and followed him: Although she just wanted to stay away from Uzo, she couldn't leave for a while. If she hid in a corner alone and encountered other incidents, she would have to guard against being assassinated and becoming a suspect for no reason. The thought made her feel tired.
Instead of that, it would be better to be closer to the crime command center, so that it would be convenient to observe the whole picture of the case. If all else fails, he can shoot Wu Zuo when necessary and take someone with him before he dies. This whole scene seems to have become a script in Wu Zuo's hands. Everything around him changes rapidly, and only this scriptwriter who can really grasp it in his hands gives people a little sense of reality.
Just as he was thinking, Jiang Xia suddenly turned his head and looked at her, as if thinking about something: "I always feel that you want to come over and hold my hand."
"!"
Curacao's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head and snorted coldly: "You're being too self-indulgent."... How sharp is this guy's intuition!
Just as I was awkwardly trying to change the subject, a sneaky child suddenly ran past in the corridor.
Uzo's attention shifted away from her, and he ran over and poked the kid, finally looking a little like a high school kid again.
Conan was touched on the shoulder and was startled. He turned around and forced a smile: "Sister Xiaolan! I'm not running around, I just want to have sex... Hmm? Why is it you?"
Jiang Xia looked in front of him: "What are you doing?"
Conan remembered the important matter and immediately continued walking forward, jogging and whispering: "I just saw the female secretary who commissioned you walking over there. President Ishimoto was just shot in the arm, and the threatening letter issue has not been resolved yet. She actually left her employer alone and left without permission... It always feels a bit strange."
Jiang Xia nodded: "Indeed."
So the two of them followed stealthily.
Curacao: “…”
She had no choice but to follow suit.
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After leaving the banquet building and crossing the street, there is a brightly lit shopping mall next door.
The murder that occurred in the banquet hall next door did not affect the liveliness here. A game hall on the first floor was still in operation, and the crackling of game machines made the atmosphere very lively.
This sound and atmosphere effectively concealed the three people's tracking.
Soon, they saw useful information: President Ishimoto's female secretary looked around for a moment, and her eyes stopped on a tall, dark-skinned man with a small braid behind his head.
Then she trotted over and whispered something to the man.
The man with pigtails was dressed like a gangster walking on the edge of the law, but the secretary, who was dressed in a suit and looked noble and intellectual, seemed to be very familiar with him.
The two people were arguing in low voices, as if they were talking about some controversial topic. The female secretary frowned, obviously unhappy with the result of the conversation.
After chatting for a few sentences, Little Pigtail seemed to have no patience to listen and walked past her.
The secretary called out twice but no one came. She lowered her head, showing a look of disappointment, and then she didn't dare to stay outside for too long, so she turned around and planned to return to the banquet hall the same way.
The three tails behind her all had some experience in tracking, and they all retracted their heads before she saw them.
Curacao turned his head and looked towards the game hall, and soon the fastest way and shortest route to catch that pigtail emerged in his mind.
However, this was only a brief professional instinct. In the end, she did nothing and just stood there without moving.
Curacao: “…” Anyway, she is just a waitress who can’t do anything except taking pictures. If she does too much, it will easily bring herself into trouble.
Although strictly speaking, this was the first time that Curacao faced Uzo directly, she was, after all, an extremely professional intelligence agent, and had the support of the second-in-command of the organization. In addition, with the make-up lessons she had received in the past few days, she knew quite a bit about Uzo.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This somewhat rogue principle seems to apply to Uzo's stage as well. She would be stupid to expose her ability - just like in an exam, you can only survive if you get 95 points. Even if you are a knowledgeable PhD, you should conceal your knowledge, refuse professional test questions, and use the 1+1=2 test paper of a kindergarten student to pass the exam successfully.
Curacao was quietly fishing.
In order not to alarm the secretary, Jiang Xia and Conan waited until she left before chasing after the pigtailed girl. But of course, when they arrived, she was gone.
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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly tickets] (σ≧▽≦)σ.
(End of this chapter)
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