Chapter 3125 3137 [Invitation] Request monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
Inspector Yokomizo looked around and picked out a policeman who was not often on duty and was not easily recognized by reporters. He said, "Let's pick you. Change your uniform, fix your hairstyle, find a mask, pretend to be a suspect, and get in the car with us."
The policeman was busy changing his clothes.
Jiang Xia sat down in the lounge, leaned against the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest.
…
In the lobby downstairs.
Curacao sat there like a professional door god, from the beginning of the dinner to the end, and from the time everyone went back to the house to the arrival of the police.
Ten minutes ago, when he saw a long line of police cars appear at the door and the police hurriedly ran upstairs, the organization cadre who was familiar with Wuzo's crime process breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in his heart: "It's finally over."
She stretched herself tiredly and began to miss the soft and comfortable bed in the hotel. At the same time, she looked at the serious-looking policeman and felt a little curious: She always felt that the policeman's expression was a little strange. What kind of case was this?
This thought flashed through his mind, and suddenly, Curacao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his originally lazy sitting posture became secretly tense again.
"Don't be curious about things you shouldn't be curious about." She warned herself secretly in her heart, and shrank deeper into the sofa. "No matter how abnormal the police behave, even if they scream upstairs, I will never go over to see."
…
Although he knew rationally that he shouldn't be curious, as an intelligence officer, Curacao still pricked up his ears unconsciously, paying several times more attention than before to capture every clue around him.
Soon, the whispered conversation of several waiters caught her attention.
"What do you think happened upstairs?" The waiter whispered to his companion, "I heard that Jiang Xia seemed to be missing, and those lawyers have been looking for him just now."
"We've found it." Her companion was obviously more informed. "When Huimei came to get the spare room card just now, she said she wanted to open the door of the short-haired female lawyer."
"!" The waiter reacted, his eyes widened, "She actually! - I was wondering why she sneaked with Jiang Xia through the side door just now. At that time, I thought Jiang Xia was drunk and she was afraid that this scene would be seen by reporters and have a bad impact... But she actually came up with such an idea! It's so dirty!"
But soon, she waved her fist in relief: "Now that the police are here, they should be able to arrest that woman."
His companion shook his head, his expression becoming a little serious: "Have you forgotten, the Coral Head policeman who just came, he is a criminal policeman from the Investigation Division 1, in charge of serious criminal cases - last time someone killed someone in the restaurant across from us, he was the one who led the team to deal with it."
And bringing a high school detective into a room, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be the responsibility of the Investigation Division 1. Unless... there was a murder there?
The waiters weren't the only ones aware of this.
Curacao, who was quietly eavesdropping on the sofa nearby, was thinking the same thing.
"Is that woman dead? Or has she killed someone?" Curacao stroked his chin, and a series of speculations immediately formed in his mind. "Jiang Xia has been 'missing' for such a long time, and then a waiter hurried down to get the room card, and the police came right after... No matter how you look at it, this case is probably related to him. He is either an important witness or an important suspect."
While thinking, Curacao had already reached for his cell phone.
In theory, when a member of an organization is involved in a major case and is at risk of falling into the hands of the police, the process of preparing to silence him should be initiated.
"But now..."
Curacao pressed his eyebrows, worried as never before: except for Uzo, no one could kill someone without the person being present. Even if it was a sniper, if he wanted to snipe someone in such a crowded street, he had to be close enough.
In short, if they wanted to silence someone, they had to send someone here, and they had to send some elite soldiers with sufficient execution capabilities. But the problem was that this matter itself... maybe that was Wuzo's purpose.
"Maybe he wasn't involved in the case at all, but he suddenly found me in the lobby, so he deliberately created this atmosphere to trick me into tricking a few people into coming over to play."
"In this way, even if he kills the person who comes, it can be considered as self-defense, and all the responsibility will be on me."
"That's fine, but what's more troublesome is that Wuzo is good at using people. The more capable the people around him are, the greater his lethality will be. If the people I find end up becoming tools to deal with me, wouldn't that be digging a hole for myself?"
The phone was already in his hand, but the message of "preparing to silence" could not be sent out no matter what.
As she was struggling with this, she suddenly discovered that on her mobile phone screen, which had gone black at some point, there was a reflection of a figure standing quietly behind her.
“?!”
Curacao turned around suddenly, and a curly-haired man in a black suit and sunglasses caught her eye. The two looked at each other, and the man pulled his sunglasses down a little, smiled at her from behind the lenses, then stretched out his hand and politely handed her an invitation.
Being looked at by him with such an indescribable gaze, Curacao felt the hairs on her back stand up. She looked at the close distance between the two of them, and a layer of cold sweat silently appeared on her forehead.
"With my vigilance, even if I was thinking about something just now, I shouldn't have let someone approach me from behind to this extent without my knowledge." Curacao clenched his fist silently, "Is it because I was too distracted, or is there something wrong with the guy opposite me?"
"If I remember correctly, this is Uzo's subordinate... It seems the answer is the latter."
Everything related to Uzo was a headache. The only thing to be thankful for now was that it wasn't Uzo himself who came.
Curacao: “…” I don’t know why, but the guy in front of me smiles exactly like Uzo, even the chilling aura is replicated.
"Is this how Uzo creates a double? When it comes to manipulating humans, his skills are truly at the pinnacle."
She took a deep breath, silently reminded herself that the guy in front of her was just an impostor, and opened her mouth to say something.
However, unexpectedly, this senior stand-in didn't seem to want to talk more. Before Curacao opened his mouth, he put down the invitation and left politely.
"?" Curacao looked at his back as he walked away, then looked at the invitation placed on the back of the sofa. His eyes twitched slightly, and he wanted to set fire to the spot and burn the sofa and the invitation from Uzo together.
...But of course, as a "law-abiding citizen", she couldn't suddenly set fire when there were a lot of police officers upstairs and downstairs.
(End of this chapter)
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