Chapter 18311838 [Curaçao tried his best]
Jiang Xia got busy as soon as he returned to Tokyo. He was busy opening an alias to buy land and move to his new ghost. He temporarily put other things behind him - such as desserts and drinks. Anyway, although the iced black tea had legs, it couldn't run away if it was left there, so there was no harm in picking it up two days later.
Soon, there were two more people in the world who couldn't sleep at night.
…
Curacao had just dealt with a parasite who had embezzled the organization's funds and was leisurely taking a bath in the large bathtub when she suddenly heard her cell phone ring with a unique ringtone: this meant that there was news that she was highly concerned about.
“…”
The good mood of the organization cadres suddenly disappeared.
Curacao opened his eyes, silently pulled over the special tray floating on the water, put away the cigarettes and alcohol, wiped his hands, took the phone from it, opened it and took a look.
As expected, Uzo returned from the island.
One of her subordinates was tragically included on the list of victims, while another was lucky enough to still be alive, but seemed to have been seriously injured, having been stabbed in the stomach by a crossbow arrow.
"I told you not to kill, but you didn't listen." Curacao sighed softly, "But to be fair, it's really hard to control next to that person."
Everything was pretty much as she expected, the only problem was...
Curacao: “…” Why hasn’t Uzo contacted her yet?
She thought that as soon as the ship carrying Uzo back arrived at a place with a signal, she would receive a blatant message asking for someone's help.
Who knew that there was none... Isn't this even worse? Did Wuzo not want to leave any evidence that he had contacted the guarded peripheral members, or did he have other intentions?
After hesitating for a moment, Curacao didn't want to bear this unfortunate unknown alone, so she quickly sorted out the information about the case and sent it to Rum - if there is something, the boss should worry about it together.
However, Rum was obviously not as worried as she was.
Not long after, his phone rang: "He didn't rob people blatantly, he just went to the island to take a look, which shows that Usa still has some sense. As for that Inozuka Taro... Haha, he can be ambushed by an ordinary high school student. Sooner or later, he will become a burden to us if he is still alive."
Curacao took the opportunity to hint: "Since Uzo has already found the whereabouts of Hashimoto Maya, why not just go with the flow and give him the person?"
Rum snorted coldly, "It's 'Jiang Xia' who went to the island, not 'Uzo'. Even if he was given the gift, would he dare to accept it directly? And no matter what, he did violate the rules by contacting the peripheral members who were being detained. It's good enough not to punish him. Sending him directly to him, are you encouraging him to continue to trample on the rules?"
Curacao: “…” When have organizational cadres ever cared about such rules… The boss must have met a talent he was interested in and couldn’t help but start his so-called “psychological game” again.
Forget about others, but will Uzo really fall for this?
Curacao: “But…”
Before she could voice her concerns, Rum said suspiciously on the other end of the line, "You've become very impatient, which is unlike you. Depending on the circumstances, a transfer can take anywhere from a few days to a few months, but it's only been three or four days and you can't help but want to send him to Uzo—go get an evaluation from Kishida when you return to Tokyo, and then come see me. During this time, you should examine your heart and see if you've been influenced too much by him."
Curacao: “…” I’m just avoiding risks reasonably. After all, when Uzo needs someone, it’s not you he’s looking for… Forget it, it’s normal for Rum, who has never had much contact with Uzo, not to understand.
She had always respected and feared this superior, but now she couldn't help but feel annoyed at being guided by an amateur.
But since Rum thought that complying with Uzo's request would be embarrassing, and suspected that there was something wrong with her mentality, Curacao could not continue to insist and had to agree.
…
After hanging up the phone, Curacao sighed silently.
It is impossible to hide on that island anymore. Since we have to keep her under guard, we can only move Hashimoto Maya to another place.
"In addition to the location, we also need to find guards." Curacao tugged at his wet silver hair and thought seriously, "Although Uzo may not be able to find the person 100%, it is best to be mentally prepared in advance. The application for the pension must also be done well, as it may be used soon."
"As for the selection of the caretaker..."
Curacao thought about it and included "Kurosawa Kazuma" in the list: she had read the news and knew that this man was lucky enough not to be shot in the vitals, and the members of the organization had strong recovery abilities and received timely rescue. Kurosawa Kazuma slept on the boat and when he got off the boat, he was able to walk on his own with a cane.
Since the man was not dead, no matter whether Wuzo missed or he thought the man was interesting and deliberately spared his life, Curacao decided to try to stuff the original team back to Wuzo, so that he could kill time by himself and not have time to harm others.
"Luckily, Hashimoto Maya is cooperative enough and may even help take care of him. So next, we just need to add another person responsible for buying lunch boxes and daily necessities to make up two caretakers."
Curacao was thinking about it when he suddenly received two emails one after the other.
She paused to think, took out her phone and looked at it, and found that one of the letters was a report sent by Kurosawa and Ma.
This person obviously knew nothing about Uzo who was on the island. He simply thought that there was a huge mistake in his work. He was very cautious in his wording. Perhaps in the spirit of delaying for a while, the email was sent very late.
This negative work attitude would normally make Curacao somewhat dissatisfied.
But at this moment, she was in the spirit of respecting the dead and was in a peaceful state of mind.
After reading it, Curacao did not reply immediately, but first opened another email that had just been sent to his mobile phone.
When her gaze fell on the sender, her bright, mandarin duck eyes paused slightly.
The man's name was - "Izuka Jiro".
Curacao: “…”
Ah, I almost forgot. It seems that Izuka Taro has two brothers, who usually do organizational work and have crossed paths with her.
After taking another look at the content of the email, Curacao understood: Jiro Izuka had indeed seen the news about his brother's unfortunate death.
Probably because he heard from Izuka Taro that he had a mission recently, Jiro suspected that this matter was related to the organization's mission, so he went to ask her.
"Although this doesn't seem so good..." Curacao muttered as he looked up Jiro Izuka's past resume.
Looking at the cement piles he had filled in when he was young, as well as his other resume, the silver-haired cadre's already limited conscience suddenly felt even less painful.
Curacao wiped the mist off her face and typed a reply email. The light in her eyes was cold and compassionate. She whispered, "Since you want to avenge your brother, I will give you this opportunity. But whether you can seize it depends on you."
(End of this chapter)
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