Chapter 1874 1882 [Uzo's Terrifying Email]
Beside him, Vodka suddenly shuddered, keenly sensing a hint of invisible crisis.
Some instinct made him feel that he should say something at this time, so after thinking for a moment, Vodka decided to flatter him uneasily: "Brother, you are not surprised at all, you are worthy of being you, you know the boy's script very well!"
Gin: “…”
The shot was a bit stiff.
But it's true.
And the conflict between vodka and ouzo has been going on for a long time...
Gin was too lazy to pursue the matter. With his strength and status, he didn't need to consider Vodka's face. He could punish him when he wanted to, and he could chat with him when he wanted to.
So Gin suddenly spoke out of inspiration, "Guess why there are two birds in the birdcage in the banquet hall."
"Bird?" Vodka thought for a moment before he realized that he was referring to the report about Uzo's mental journey when he solved the case... After all, it was clearly a case that Uzo had figured out himself, but he had the nerve to participate in solving the case as a detective, and he pretended to be so convincing. Tui! How shameless!
After a brief moment of distraction, Vodka remembered his brother's question. He thought for a moment and said, "Because birds are usually sold in pairs?"
Gin paused holding the cigarette: "..."
Vodka's breathing stopped.
He secretly glanced at Gin and suddenly realized that something was wrong: Big Brother's expression seemed familiar - just like when Big Brother Gin wanted to talk about love and philosophy, he was suddenly interrupted by a money-filled phone call from his partner...
Vodka quickly changed his answer, trying to lean towards the style that Gin liked: "Uzo... It must be a metaphor for Uzo! He wants to imply that everything is under his control. That unlucky model is like a bird in a cage. No matter how she jumps, she can't jump out of his palm!"
Gin's expression eased slightly.
Vodka breathed a sigh of relief: Regardless of whether this is the correct answer or not, it seems that it is at least close to the answer that Brother Gin wants.
With a fairly qualified listener, Gin sneered and said, "The canaries in the banquet hall are in pairs, and the victims trapped in the net are also in pairs. That self-righteous manipulator is just a caged bird that can't get out of the shadow of her childhood and can't escape from Uzo's hands. She is no different from the other bird she is playing with."
Although Gin was often annoyed to death by Uzo, he had to admit that this young cadre sometimes had taste and vision - at least better than some detective novels with incoherent prefaces and conclusions.
If it weren't for his fancy scripts that led to inefficient tasks, increased the probability of mistakes, and occasionally forced busy colleagues to be involved because of the scriptwriter's bad taste... Gin might not have objected too much.
Beside him, Vodka scratched his head: So this is what Uzo thinks?
Forget it, no matter what he thinks, compared to other things that don’t matter, there is another thing that is more worrying - the dead President Inozuka.
Vodka: “…” If I remember correctly, in the serial murder case that happened on a deserted island not long ago, there was an innocent victim who had nothing to do with the case. His name seemed to be “Izuka Taro”?
How come another Jiro Izuka appears now?
And judging from the photos published in the newspaper, the two men have similar body shapes and frames and look like brothers.
If they have a brother, wouldn't that brother be called... Izuka Saburo? !
From Taro's death to Jiro's, and then to Saburo's death...it's like some terrifying and threatening counting game.
Vodka's eyes twitched wildly: Curse, this is a naked curse! Uzo must have designed these two terrible cases because he used the name Uozuka Saburo!
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone suddenly rang and I received a new email.
——Whatever I said came true. This letter was actually sent by Wu Zuo. The format seemed familiar, and it came with a picture just like last time.
Vodka: “…” I don’t want to watch it.
But what if you miss some important information and end up facing a more direct crisis?
After all, based on his rich experience, Uzo rarely uses too simple and direct means of murder, so no matter what the content of this email is, it will not directly lead to his misfortune.
But on the other hand, if you don't read it, the email might contain extremely important information - such as "The police are surrounding you, retreat immediately" or something like that.
If he dies because he didn't read the message, then even if the police were brought by Uzo, as long as Uzo sent the email, he can use "I sent it but Vodka didn't read it" as an excuse to shirk all responsibility.
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and the balance in Vodka's heart immediately tilted.
look!
It's just an email, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Not to mention the email, even if Wuzo stood in front of him, he would not panic at all - after all, he was armed with a gun, while Wuzo was unarmed, and even the baton was covered with rubber. A mere brat dared to be so arrogant in front of him.
Thinking of this, Vodka opened the email with a majestic and proud momentum.
The next moment, the interface refreshed, and a bloody photo filled his entire field of vision.
——In the photo, a burly man was shot in the heart and fell in a pool of blood. The sunglasses on his nose slid down weakly, and the big gold watch on his wrist flashed a decadent light. He died with his eyes open.
This bloody email is so familiar, like a nightmare reappearing.
Vodka's hand trembled: "..." I knew it would be like this!
Holding back the twitching of his cheek, he pressed the down key almost causing sparks to fly. He quickly flipped through the photos and saw that there was indeed a message from Uzo attached to the back of the photo:
[Last time, the guy who looked like you, Izuka Taro, died unexpectedly. I was very sorry. But unexpectedly, I met his brother, Izuka Jiro, by chance.
[Mr. Jiro looks more like you now. Sometimes when I stand next to him, I have the illusion that I am seeing you.
[Originally, I wanted to introduce him to you, but unfortunately, he died in a case that happened not long ago... Alas, I actually forgot to take a photo with him again, so I had to take this last photo of him left in the world for you as a commemoration.
[I hope I can take a photo of Saburo next time.]
Vodka: "..." A photo of Saburo? Which photo? Which Saburo? Tell me clearly!
He took a deep breath and continued reading.
[PS: Coincidentally, this Jiro Izuka is also a member of the organization, and he is also in charge of guarding my new little brother.
Speaking of my younger brother, that Hashimoto Maya is still in someone else's hands. Do you really have no clue about this matter? ]
(End of this chapter)
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