Chapter 17721779 [Refusing to Fish]
Jiang Xia nodded: "Go ahead and do your work, I'll take care of this."
After the secretary left, he went to the bathroom to pour out the juice, then returned to the table and looked at the cup in confusion.
——This was very different from the peaceful night he remembered.
But it’s a good thing that someone has done something wrong. It seems that I won’t have to spend my time watching TV tonight.
…
Jiang Xia was casually scrolling through his phone while wondering who was trying to kill him.
Suddenly, another cell phone vibrated. It was the one belonging to the Black Organization.
Jiang Xia had asked Noah to check before, and there was no surveillance or eavesdropping device in the duty room of this VIP ward. So he took out his mobile phone and took a look, and found that it was a message from Curacao.
[Hiraoka Shiro is the organization's target, and we cannot let him go to prison alive.]
Jiang Xia: "..." This second-in-command secretary is quite well-informed. He just finished talking to Inspector Megure on the phone and the news came right after.
There was no eavesdropping device on him, so it seemed that Curacao got the information from the police.
"At this time, you didn't forget to remind me that there is still someone waiting to be killed by the organization. You are really dedicated." Jiang Xia chatted casually with the ghosts, "But it may be that you think that if I have other things to do, I will be too busy to take care of her?"
He thought about it, lowered his head and wrote back.
…
Not long after, in a hidden corner of Tokyo.
Curacao's phone vibrated as he received a reply.
She clicked on it and saw a sentence on the screen:
[So that’s how it is. How scary.]
But what does this have to do with a high school detective like me?]
Curacao: “…”
Next to him, the yawning Mist Tengu suddenly perked up, flapped his wings, and started working.
Curacao stared at the screen of his mobile phone in silence for two seconds, and suddenly found that the page-turning button on the right was lit, and there seemed to be other sentences behind it.
She was startled and continued to scroll down.
[If you are looking for me to discuss work troubles, then I suggest you be more dedicated and go near that person and wait for the opportunity.]
Curacao: “…” Dedicated?
Oh, she must be crazy to kill someone under Uzo's watch. Maybe she would be filmed and posted all over the Internet just like Pisco did.
This guy's fishing hook actually caught her. She is not the unlucky cadre who knows nothing about Uzo.
After thinking for a moment, Curacao decided to hold off for the time being - after all, there was no sign that the hacker had been caught yet, so he had to be patient and not rush.
…
Whatever Curacao plans to do with the organization's targets, it has nothing to do with the detectives who are protecting their clients.
It was late at night. Jiang Xia sat on the bed in the duty room, watching the ghosts playing cards.
At one or two o'clock in the morning, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Jiang Xia stood up and walked to the door of the president's bedroom. He squatted down and looked through the crack in the door, and found that there was a very hot air flow coming from there.
“…”
He turned the bedroom door handle, and fortunately President Ishimoto did not lock the door, so Jiang Xia pushed the door open smoothly.
A gust of hot wind blew in my face. I turned around and saw that the air conditioner temperature had been turned up at some point. The president was sleeping on the bed, sweating all over, and his breathing seemed to be heavier than before.
Noah Dun Dun popped up: "The smart temperature control system has been hacked."
Jiang Xia glanced at the hole that was blowing hot air, raised his hand to fan himself and said, "Change it back."
Noah went away.
Soon, the air conditioner vents blew out a comfortable cool breeze. The environment in the room returned to normal, and President Ishimoto's expression became peaceful again.
The female secretary was not lying, the man was indeed a very deep sleeper and could not be easily awakened. Jiang Xia was quite satisfied with this, as no one would interfere with his bodyguard work.
…
He returned to the duty room, closed the bedroom door again, and looked at his ghosts: "I didn't expect that someone would actually come after President Ishimoto. This is a pleasant surprise - you all go check around, maybe you can catch the person who did it."
The ghosts rubbed their hands in preparation and floated away.
Jiang Xia sat down on the bed again: "..." Having said that, using the hot air from the air conditioner to blow someone to death is an assassination method with a variable success rate. Rather than taking someone's life, it seems more like the other party is just trying to fulfill their assassination duty.
And this is indeed not the end.
After an hour, Jiang Xia suddenly looked up at the door: in his perception, a mass of murderous aura was squatting outside the door.
Although the quality is average, it is still very tasty after all. It is a snack that is delivered to your door in the middle of the night without any hesitation.
Jiang Xia had nothing to do anyway, so he got up and went to the door. He saw someone was inserting a tube into the crack of the door from the outside, as if he was trying to transport some problematic gas into this relatively closed room.
Jiang Xia: “…”
Originally he wanted to try to blow it back.
But the tube was too close to the ground, and a diligent ghost stuck his head out of the door to take a look, and told him regretfully: the tube outside was connected to a machine, and even if the psychic really didn't want to shamelessly compare lung capacity with the person on the other side, the gas would not reach the mouth of the person blowing the gas.
Jiang Xia sighed regretfully and suddenly opened the door before the other party pressed the switch.
“?!”
Outside the door was a man wearing a white coat, a mask and a hat - standard attire for medical staff. It seemed very convenient for lawless criminals, and those who sneaked in always liked to pretend to be fake doctors.
The fake doctor in front of him was also dressed in the same way. He obviously didn't expect that he would be discovered even though he was so careful. He was shocked and then his face turned fierce. He pulled out a dagger from his pocket.
Jiang Xia grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him into the house. He then lifted his leg and swept the unknown machine into the house, then slammed the door.
Everything happened in just a few seconds.
Soon, the hospital corridor was deserted and quiet returned, as if silently inviting the next assassin to come.
…
A few minutes later.
In the ward suite.
Jiang Xia tossed the man over and over for a while, and found that the man really had no murderous intent, so he tied him up and threw him into the corner, along with the air blower.
He was sorting out the murderous aura that had just been knocked down and was about to find a police officer he knew to come and pick him up, when the mermaid suddenly floated over, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed to the bedroom.
Jiang Xia: Someone sent it again?
He stood up and walked into the bedroom quietly and expectantly under the horrified gaze of the fake doctor in the corner.
As soon as I opened the door, I felt a murderous aura inside the building.
After waiting for a while, the murderous aura was getting closer and closer - it seemed that someone was quietly crawling towards this side along the ventilation duct.
…
Killer No. 3 crawled into the bedroom in the dark and stopped in front of the vent.
He looked at President Ishimoto who was sleeping soundly on the bed through the iron bars, adjusted the weapon in his arms, and silently revealed a sinister smile.
(End of this chapter)
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