Chapter 1774 1781 [Curaçao: Sorry, Vodka]
Jiang Xia glanced at the row of people huddled in the corner and said, "No one should be willing to harm President Ishimoto. I waited for three or four more hours, but no one came."
Inspector Megure didn't understand: "What do you mean three or four hours?"
Jiang Xia paused the call, took a video and sent it to him, showing his achievements last night:
"I almost forgot to tell you that these are the people who came to assassinate President Ishimoto last night. Remember to send someone to pick them up - when I caught the last person, it was still three or four hours before dawn. If no one comes during this most convenient time for action, then no one should come again later."
Inspector Megure looked at the row of people in the video and was stunned for a moment.
President Ishimoto also said that he had never offended anyone...did he offend anyone?!
Thinking of this, he suddenly became alert: "You don't need to come to the scene, continue to protect President Ishimoto. No matter what the news at the scene is, I will tell you immediately."
——The congressman died last night, and the suspect died this morning. If another president dies today, regardless of whether this person died because of the congressman, the face of the police will be completely lost.
So President Ishimoto must be alive! ... Let's leave this matter to the reliable brother Jiang Xia. The series of unlucky killers in that video have already proved his ability.
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Inspector Megure was busy arranging personnel and looking for Jiang Xia to take over the third-rate killer army.
The abandoned building where he was going was surrounded by police.
Normally, the police might not have so many officers, and they would just block the exits. But this time, a high-ranking congressman was shot dead in a banquet hall full of celebrities, and the most eye-catching suspect fell to his death in the building... They wanted to cover the building with a hood so that not even a fly could fly over.
A few hundred meters away.
A woman pressed the baseball cap on her head and looked at this scene. She felt a little relieved and a sense of accomplishment for having made the right choice between life and death.
Curacao looked at the building from a distance through the telescope, then turned around and left quietly.
The unlucky hacker who died in the building was also an assassination target of the organization, but he was not high on the list - because this guy himself didn't know anything about the organization, he just happened to threaten a partner of the organization.
Since the deadline for the funds he provided was one month, the organization also graciously allowed him to die within a month. In addition, there were many other more important targets recently, so Curacao had a general grasp of the hacker's whereabouts, but not to the minute.
In addition, after yesterday's shooting, the hacker deliberately concealed his whereabouts, so Curacao spent a lot of time last night to confirm the specific location of this person.
When they finally found the building, it was already dawn. Killing the hacker at this time was not noticeable, and Curacao's instinct told her that this was a good time to kill him. If she waited any longer, the hacker might be caught by the police and reveal the organization's secrets.
However, after much thought, the shadow of "Uzo" hanging over her head made her suppress her professional instinct and not enter the building.
It turned out to be the right choice. Not long after, Curacao saw a homeless man leisurely wandering into the abandoned building and then running out in a panic.
Then a large group of police cars arrived - the hacker had actually "fallen to death" inside.
Curacao: "..." If she didn't do it herself, the other people in the organization would definitely not do these things without her permission.
Then there is only one truth: from the very beginning, this hacker with the brutal title of "Piranha" and a very rich and interesting experience has attracted Uzo's attention.
“…Luckily I managed to resist and didn’t fall for his bait.”
Curacao thought about the email that Uzo replied to her last night, and thought about her own choice, and suddenly felt a strange sense of relief:
"Restraining your murderous intent around this guy is indeed one of the best ways to prevent him. Although Vodka is stupid most of the time, it turns out that he occasionally has some survival wisdom. No wonder he has been able to partner with Gin for so long without being killed."
By the way, if Uzo knew that Vodka had made such a contribution to the organization, would Vodka be retaliated against?
Curacao thought quickly in his mind, and then felt that it was very likely.
"If one day Ireland and bourbon can't stand up to Uzo's temptation, then I'll push the vodka out before Uzo turns his attention to me."
Curacao thought without conscience. Facing a colleague with blood on his hands, her conscience was always dormant: "Vodka himself may not be able to hold out for a few days, but he is bound to Gin, and Gin looks like he can hold out for a long time. By then, the lives of others may be able to live in peace for a long time..."
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In addition to Curacao who quietly left here, there was another person who was also secretly watching the building from a distance.
Street corner.
The black shadow withdrew his gaze and smiled coldly.
He was about to leave when he suddenly received a phone call.
The shadow lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID on the screen, then took out his voice changer and said in a shrill voice: "Hello?"
At the same time, he was browsing the news on his other frequently used mobile phone, and entered the key words "Jiangxia", "forced to death", and "prisoner" into the search bar, but after searching for a while, he did not find the news that he should have found.
He suddenly had a bad feeling and frowned as he asked the person on the other end of the phone, "What's going on?"
The person on the other side nodded and bowed: "I'm so sorry, we can't take this order. The commission and penalty have been returned to you!"
Before he could get angry, the pigeon on the other end had already hung up the phone in a hurry.
The shadow was stunned for several seconds. After coming to his senses, the smug smile on his face disappeared, and he couldn't help but kick the bricks on the ground: This is the third media outlet to return the money, what's going on? !
——The hacker who died tragically in the building, of course, was not killed because he was distracted after killing someone and slipped and fell, but was killed by a black shadow not long ago.
In the killing of the congressman, the hacker was an accomplice hired by Sombra with a large sum of money.
Although hackers are not good at assassination, the more skilled they are, the harder it is to silence them.
In comparison, although this hacker is tall and looks impressive, he is actually not very skilled and can be easily killed. He is also a gambler and is easy to control.
When hiring him, Black Shadow had already thought about how to silence him afterwards.
In Black Shadow's opinion, if only the police were responsible for investigating this matter, then his plan of killing two birds with one stone would be easily successful: according to the habits of that group of police officers, a case that looks like a suicide would easily be classified as a suicide.
(End of this chapter)
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