Chapter 3126 3138 [Curaçao, Welcome Home]
At the same time, as an organization cadre, Curacao knew that she could not leave the invitation card, which she didn't know whether it contained any information about the organization, behind - otherwise, if any secrets were really leaked, at most Uzo would lose a subordinate, but she would be the one affected.
With this in mind, an organizer put on gloves and a mask, then reluctantly took the invitation as the waiters stared at him in surprise, "Turns out she has mysophobia!" and carefully opened it with the concentration of someone defusing a bomb.
When I looked closely, the page was blank.
"……?"
Curacao frowned and turned it over and over in confusion, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary invitation card with no content filled in.
"What does this mean?" She would rather see a bloody threatening letter than face this blank unknown. "Did you forget to write it? Did you take the wrong one? ... Or did you just want to scare me like this?"
While he was guessing wildly, Curacao suddenly looked up vigilantly and saw several policemen escorting a man walking towards him from the stairwell.
The first thing she looked at was the "suspect" being escorted, and then she let out a sigh of relief, not knowing whether to be relieved or regretful: this guy brought here by the police was obviously not Uzo.
So Curacao hid the invitation and began to watch in a low-key manner like the other people in the hall.
However, as she watched, she suddenly discovered that the policemen turned their heads to look at her in unison when they passed by her, and then walked straight towards her.
Curacao: “……?”
Her heart, which had been slightly relieved, was picked up again. She looked at these policemen who had just come into contact with Uzo not long ago with a hint of vigilance: What happened again?
Soon, Inspector Yokomizo stopped in front of her.
The tall police officer pointed at the unfortunate man being escorted and said, "This is what happened. This gentleman is an important witness in a murder case. He wants to hire a lawyer to defend him before the prosecution, and your companions unanimously recommended you. Could you please help us with this?"
Curacao looked at the policeman, then gently touched the blank invitation in his pocket, and suddenly realized.
“The reason why this invitation is blank is because Uzo generously gave me two options and let me fill in the specific content myself.
"One of them was for me to go to him, and if I refused, then the second option would appear - to go to the police station and defend someone else."
Thinking of this, Curacao couldn't help but laugh: "Wuzo doesn't think that these stupid policemen are scarier than him in my eyes, right? - Let alone the police headquarters, I have already been to more top-secret places more than once. There is no need to think too much about this multiple-choice question."
The only problem is that if he chooses to leave with the police, Uzo probably won't be happy because this is definitely not an option he likes.
However... even if she risked being vengeful by that guy, she didn't want to run over and stay with Wu Zuo - the more proficient she was in intelligence work, the more she found Wu Zuo's methods incredible. Keeping a sufficient distance was the most effective safety measure.
Besides, taking a step back, if I could make him happy, would he give up those deadly pranks?
"Definitely not." Curacao sighed silently, "At most, the way of playing will change. Just like Bourbon, he treated Jiangxia as an employee with great kindness, but what did he get in return? He still had to escape from death every now and then, and he never stopped."
Without hesitating for too long, Curacao made his choice decisively.
Under Officer Yokomizo's admiring gaze, she stood up like an enthusiastic lawyer and said, "No problem, let's go."
…
Soon, a lawyer with a more relaxed pace joined the team heading to the police station.
Curacao followed the police out the door and got into the car. The driver stepped on the accelerator and the police car drove away quickly.
Watching the vehicle getting farther and farther away from the hotel and getting rid of Uzo's shadow, Curacao touched his chin and his mind moved slightly.
Why did she have to choose one over the other? As a rational adult organization leader, she could choose neither.
"On the way to the parking lot just now, the police revealed a little information. It seems that Usui Ritsuko is dead. If this is the case, then I can end this mission right here and move on to the next one."
"As for the defense I just promised... I know so many lawyers. As long as the pay is enough, there will always be someone willing to fly over overnight to take over."
She pulled out her phone and thought about a suitable lawyer stand-in.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, the vehicle entered a gate and quickly stopped next to a building.
Curacao: “?”
arrive?
But as far as I can remember, the police headquarters isn't that close.
She instinctively felt that something was wrong and looked out the window. An intelligence agent with a good memory exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't this the back door of the hotel?"
How come you're back after going around in a circle?
"We're here, get out of the car!" Inspector Yokomizo opened the car door and waved at her like a thief.
At the same time, the staff passage of the building was pushed open from the inside, and a waiter whispered stealthily: "Come in, come in!"
Curacao: “…”
Surrounded by a group of tiptoeing policemen, she got out of the car cautiously and dazedly, entered the building from the side door, and walked all the way to a lounge.
Pushing open the door, a familiar-looking person turned around and sat on the swivel chair with his back to the door by the window. Jiang Xia was sitting at the table. He raised his eyes and met her gaze. The moment their eyes met, the fake detective smiled in a good mood: "Ms. Shirai."
Curacao: “…………”
...The bad premonition came true.
Although she had been mentally prepared when the police car stopped downstairs of the hotel, when she actually saw that haunting face, Curacao couldn't help but hold her breath, and a tingling sensation spread all over her body as if she had been struck by lightning.
At the same time, she realized belatedly that her previous interpretation seemed to be wrong.
——That blank invitation card is probably not a "choice" at all, but more like a ticket and a notice.
The moment you receive it, the stage has already begun, and no matter what choice you make, it will ultimately lead to the result defined by the playwright.
"Why on earth did things turn out like this..."
Amid the police's anxious urging, an organizational cadre walked into the door numbly.
Although she was here, Curacao's soul seemed to have drifted to another place. She pressed her forehead and thought more seriously than ever before: "Should I apply to transfer to the United States or Europe?"
"If it doesn't work, Antarctica will also work - I'll come back after Rum, the bastard boss who likes to betray his subordinates, dies."
(End of this chapter)
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