Chapter 1871 1879 [Let Uzo Die]
When Saburo Izuka looked closely, he saw that the mannequin had a funny wig on its head, the same hairstyle as his second brother.
Saburo Izuka silently stepped aside to make way and watched the police carry the model away: "..." There's something wrong with these policemen. The first aid doll even has a wig... Wait, police?
Why are the police here? Shouldn't the doctors be busy here? Could it be that Jiro has also revealed some secrets and is being targeted by the police?
Saburo Izuka suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at the policeman who passed by with some vigilance.
But it was too late to be alert now. His late night visit had obviously attracted the attention of the police. The police looked at him and asked, "Who are you...?"
Izuka Saburo's heart was pounding, but he tried to act like a commoner. "My name is Izuka Saburo, I'm Izuka Jiro's younger brother. I heard he was in the hospital, so I came to see him."
As he spoke, he had already prepared his explanation for the police: for example, they separated when they were young, he was not familiar with Jiro Izuka, the two brothers had different ideas, and they had not been in contact for a long time...
However, unlike what he had imagined, the police did not come forward to question him about Jiro Izuka.
The two policemen just looked at each other, then showed a look of pity: "Please accept my condolences."
After saying that, perhaps not wanting to cause trouble, they carried the human model away at three times the speed.
Izuka Saburo, who was left behind, said: “……?”
My condolences? What condolences? Wait... is that what he meant? ! !
He stood there for two seconds, and after coming to his senses, he observed a few seconds of silence for his second brother.
Then, following his instinct, he quietly left this dangerous hospital filled with police officers.
Back in the car, Izuka Saburo grabbed his hair and sorted out his thoughts: "Why did he die suddenly? Didn't he say that he was attacked and shot by the murderer? Hasn't the situation improved?..."
Before I could figure it out, someone knocked on the car window a few times.
"?!" Saburo Izuka was startled and looked up, only to see a strange man standing outside.
The man seemed to be of mixed blood, with deep facial features and slightly high cheekbones. When he looked up, he gave people a very fierce and suffocating feeling.
However, when the man bent down, revealing a pair of eyes that looked harmless and even a little gentle, this strange sense of ferocity suddenly faded.
But no matter what, he was a tall stranger after all. Izuka Saburo moved his foot to the accelerator and asked warily through the car window: "Who are you and what do you want from me?"
"Izuka Saburo, right?" The scary yet not-so-scary British-Japanese hybrid outside pulled on the locked rear door, but it didn't open, so he put his hand down. "Kurosawa said that you will take over Izuka Jiro's burden and become his next partner, which means you will be my caretaker - you can call me George... Forget it, even the detective knows my real name, so you can just call me Hashimoto Maya. I'll trouble you for the next few days."
The man outside the car finished speaking, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he nodded to himself: "You are quite alert, worthy of being the trump card sent by that guy. Well, you should have received the email from Kurosawa, so hurry up and read it and let me get in the car. There are too many police around here, and they will easily target me if I stay too long. My ID is with Kurosawa, so I can't drive the car, so I have to take your car back."
“…”
Although he didn't know what was going on, with someone's instructions beside him, Izuka Saburo's stagnant brain finally started working again.
He finished reading the email like a sleepwalker, let the strange guy who was supposed to be a target but sounded like a guard get in the car, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
On the way, he belatedly realized something: "Wait, what does it mean to take over Jiro's burden and become his next partner... Is Jiro already dead?!"
Sitting in the back seat, Hashimoto Maya secretly looked at him and simulated in her mind the process of knocking out Inozuka Saburo and then taking over the steering wheel. Kurosawa said that this younger brother was the easiest to deal with among the three Inozuka brothers. But then again, the older brother was already like that, and the younger brother was even easier to deal with...
Maya Hashimoto was distracted for a moment, but quickly regained her sense of purpose and answered the questions of the poor younger brother of the Inozuka family.
He didn't know where to start talking about such a complicated case, so he summarized his thoughts into one sentence: "Didn't you watch the news? The latest report about Jiangxia - those reporters have good writing skills and explain the situation very clearly."
Izuka Saburo was startled, and suddenly remembered those younger brothers who had been hesitant to speak before, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart.
He thought about it and turned on the radio.
Just at this time, in addition to the very eye-catching feature of "manipulating the crime", there was another bigger explosive point in this case - someone hijacked a car on the way to the police.
As a result, the already high popularity increased even more and became overwhelming. Almost all channels related to this case were talking about it.
Izuka Saburo was sweating profusely after hearing this, and suddenly said, "Manipulated murder? I seem to have heard similar rumors in the organization, and not long after, the gossiper died."
Suddenly he remembered something and stared at Hashimoto Maya through the rearview mirror: "My eldest brother was involved in a serial murder case and died unfortunately. So was my second brother. And I just now... Could it be that there really is a demon in the organization who kills people for fun! Do you know that person? Otherwise, why are all your guards dead?!"
Hashimoto Maya: “…” Along the way, Izuka Taro, Izuka Jiro, and even Kurosawa Kazuma didn’t think about this. They just felt that they were unlucky. This ordinary Izuka Saburo actually hit the point right away.
...This guy is quite idle. He must be gossiping a lot in the organization. Ha! A lazy idiot.
But now is not the time to dwell on this issue.
Maya Hashimoto has something more concerning.
"The carjacker mentioned in the news should be you."
Hashimoto Maya looked through the front window at the dark road ahead: "Who sent you here, or did you decide on your own? Are you here to silence someone or to save someone? Where is Torimaru Naoko now? Did the police on the road take the opportunity to murder their colleagues and create chaos? - If it's confidential, forget it, don't answer me, I'm just asking casually."
Originally, when Naoko Torimaru was taken into the police car, Maya Hashimoto was already in despair.
After all, if it was the real Uzo, how could he fall into the hands of the police so easily? Even if Uzo suddenly wanted to surrender himself, the organization would not agree.
So just now, when she heard that someone was robbing a car, the light that had been lost in Maya Hashimoto's eyes was like a ball of dead ash that was holding on and refused to go out, and then it met the wind and lit up again.
(End of this chapter)
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