Chapter 1954 1962 [Organization Cadre Recycling Machine]
The other side.
Jiang Xia looked at the exited call interface on his phone and sighed: "As a good colleague who never exploits others, how am I worse than Rum?"
Although the recruitment failed, Jiang Xia touched the cold ghosts in his arms and was mentally prepared for this: "Maybe I was too hasty in recruiting people, which seemed insincere. Let's proceed step by step and talk about it later. Besides, organizing such a dangerous job can result in death if you are not careful. Maybe everyone's future will be with me, and the same goes for Rum and the boss. There is no need to rush."
…
In the distance, countless people felt a cool breeze blowing from behind at the same time.
While checking the wound on his arm, Rum looked up suspiciously: "..." Suddenly he had a bad feeling. Someone cursed me?
However, he had many enemies, and being scolded and cursed was common, so he didn't take it to heart and quickly got back to his work.
On the other side, in an ordinary apartment.
Maya Hashimoto and Saburo Izuka were so bored in the safe house that they played online games.
Suddenly, Saburo Izuka's phone vibrated and he received a message.
He immediately stopped the game, took out his phone and looked at it. When he looked at Hashimoto Maya again, he sighed with mixed feelings: "Congratulations, from now on, you are free."
"?!" Hashimoto Maya asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"
"What else can it mean? You were recently in the news, so you were detained for investigation." Izuka Saburo could only repeat the details. "Now the investigation is over, you don't have to be detained any longer - you are free."
Hashimoto Maya: “…”
At first glance, this seems like good news.
But when I think of Torimaru Naoko, whom I met in the car not long ago, and the words she blurted out when she saw me, "Are you 'that person's' subordinate?" and "We will be colleagues soon"...
The bad premonition in Hashimoto Maya's heart was so strong that it seemed like it was about to explode - judging from Naoko Torimaru's previous mental state, she had obviously come into contact with that person. Although she looked eager to resist, when the strength of the two sides was compared, Hashimoto Maya knew that she would never be able to escape from Usa's palm.
So in other words, Naoko Torimaru's sudden appearance in their car before had only one purpose, she had become Usa's mouthpiece and was conveying Usa's instructions to him.
——That guy Wuzo must have thought of recruiting him as his subordinate, and this terrible conspiracy is not just a vague idea, but is probably in progress.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Imprisonment and investigation are also a form of protection in a sense. But now, this investigation is over... So is that guy's sinister plan finally going to the final step?
But he is clearly a subordinate of Wuzo's mortal enemy. This is ridiculous. What on earth does Wuzo want to do? !
Next to him, Saburo Izuka saw that he was obviously free, but still stayed in the house and didn't want to leave at all. He was alert: "What's with that expression? It's like the sky is falling. Are you Stockholm...?" Then he moved back, looking like "I refuse".
“……” Maya Hashimoto looked at this carefree teammate and suddenly felt murderous.
...and then pressed it again quickly.
He remembered the method to deal with Uzo, tried to restrain his murderous intention, and asked calmly: "Did the email only say that I was free? It didn't say anything else?"
Izuka Saburo nodded and said hesitantly, "I feel that the superior is in a bad mood. In the past, the wording of the email was very neat and organized, but today the sentence is unusually messy... By the way, in addition to letting you go, the superior also asked me not to provide you with any help and to keep a proper distance from you."
At this point, he realized, "From now on, I won't talk to you anymore."
After saying that, he turned around, picked up the controller, and continued playing the game out of boredom.
Hashimoto Maya: “…”
He didn't know how many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. He rehearsed countless scenes, each of which described his miserable situation after leaving this safe house.
But even so, he couldn't stay in this room forever. Being safe now didn't mean he would be safe in the future. Even if he really stayed here, he might just wait until Uzo ran out of patience, and then a fire or explosion would happen.
"As long as we are still alive, we can only continue to face difficulties." Hashimoto Maya took a deep breath, walked to the window, and looked down through the gap in the curtains.
Then he looked down at the busy streets and paused.
Now this house is called a safe house, but in fact it is just an ordinary apartment - he always suspected that Curacao didn't want to waste the safe house on him.
In short, this kind of place with so many people and eyes is too dangerous... Let's wait until dark before leaving.
…
Finally it was dark and there were fewer people downstairs.
Maya Hashimoto changed into black clothes and wore a hat and mask of the same color, turning herself into a shadow in the night.
The night is not safe for ordinary citizens, but this is not the case for Hashimoto Maya. After all, he is a member of the organization who works night shifts all year round. When operating in such a dim environment, he has more advantages than ordinary murderers.
Behind him, Izuka Saburo watched him leave with mixed feelings.
"The last time we went to Hokkaido to hide, the three of us took great pains to escape from that scary guy. We suffered heavy casualties and were even treated as suspects."
Izuka Saburo thought to himself, “On the other hand, looking at Torimaru Naoko not long ago, she didn’t plan anything, she just let her mind go and took one step at a time, and the result was still the same - after all, she didn’t have her own script, so she could only follow someone else’s script.
“From this, it can be seen that no matter whether you have a script or not, whether you put in a lot of effort or not, the final result will be the same… Since the end result is the same, why not just let go of your thoughts and save some brainpower?
"I fell down before the enemy even used any strength. I took the initiative to let him go. The initiative was in my hands. But on the other hand, if I tried my best and was still knocked down by the enemy with just a single punch, that would be too uncomfortable.
"Well, we are colleagues after all, I hope Mr. Hashimoto can understand this truth soon.
"But being that man's subordinate is too scary. Fortunately, I'm a loser and no one cares about me. Sometimes, acting a little bit useless is the way to survive. Otherwise, if you are too stubborn, your boss will definitely make you more stubborn."
Thinking of this, Saburo Izuka pushed up his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a sinister smile of a not-so-honest man.
He took the controller and was about to turn off the mindless level-breaking game in front of him and start a suspenseful puzzle game.
Suddenly my phone vibrated and another email arrived.
The sender is...
The mysterious superior.
"?"
Saburo Izuka held the phone in his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
(End of this chapter)
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