Chapter 3141 3153 [A Harvest of Little Wu Coins]
"There was a murder in the yard next door. Wuzo put a ladder on the wall, and I stepped on it without thinking, and I was so happy to watch from the top of the wall..."
How happily I was eating the melon just now, how painful it is to fall now.
But Vodka dared not say anything: He actually made such a big mistake, which was unforgivable! Strictly speaking, if the mistake was not made by him, he would have been gloating over the misfortune and opening champagne while laughing at the person involved for not knowing how to make ouzo.
"We must reflect deeply on this." Vodka sighed, feeling both regretful and relieved:
"But speaking of it, Curacao is quite loyal. If she hadn't suddenly sent me a message to blackmail me for 10 small black coins, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to detect the movements of the police so quickly."
"Although I installed motion sensors at the main entrances and exits of the building, which would alert me when someone entered...if I had waited until the police entered the building to find out, my reaction time would have been shortened by more than a minute, and I wouldn't have been able to retreat so safely."
While taking out his phone and remotely destroying the sensors, Vodka was troubled: "It's impossible to really give Curacao 10 coins. If I do that, it will not only lead to inflation of the small Ukrainian coin, but also reduce the enthusiasm of this woman. What if this happens again next time and she doesn't say anything?"
But of course it is not justifiable not to give anything at all.
After hesitating for a moment, Vodka deleted and subtracted a number, "3".
"Just three." Vodka nodded slightly. "It doesn't seem like a small amount, but it won't be much to use. With Curacao's analytical level, she should be able to lose all the coins in no time."
After paying the bill, Vodka got into the car hidden in the parking lot and drove away.
On the way, he frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
"Wait?!" After driving two blocks, Vodka shuddered and suddenly realized what the problem was. "Uzo is fine, but why does Curacao know that the person the police want to arrest is me?!"
…
“A-choo!”
Hotel corridor.
Curacao sneezed uncontrollably at the lowest volume.
Then she raised her head, and with a twitch in the corner of her eye, she realized that lowering the volume didn't seem to help - Wu Zuo still looked at her with concern, and added a heartwarming greeting that made people feel cold: "What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?"
"…Nothing." Curacao responded politely, paving the way for rejecting any invitations that might come his way. "I just caught a cold."
"The sea breeze is a bit strong." Jiang Xia nodded and handed over the coat considerately, "Wear more if it's cold."
Curacao lowered his head stiffly, staring at the black dress full of ouzo flavor, and almost tripped over his high heels: "..." Take it away! Take it as far as you can!
Next to him, Conan looked back and forth between the two people and pushed his glasses silently.
“Although I didn’t see what happened to Jiang Xia just now, it’s not hard to guess the situation - this female lawyer must have acted out a play with the police and Jiang Xia and became their temporary ally... No wonder Jiang Xia seemed to trust her more.
"What happened tonight must be related to that organization, but Jiang Xia managed to escape from the vortex smoothly... Could it be that the organization didn't want Jiang Xia to leave any substantial black material, but just wanted to deceive the trust of this famous detective by playing the good cop and the bad cop?"
"What a bunch of cunning guys... When I get back, I'll find more cases of black-hearted lawyers and show them to Jiang Xia every day, so that he can be more vigilant against certain suspicious guys."
…
Curacao tried his best to politely refuse the terrible coat.
Just as she sent Wu Zuo away, she noticed a child's hostile gaze out of the corner of her eye.
Curacao: "..." What's there to envy? If you want it, I'll give it to you... That's right! Why didn't you take the coat and put it on the child? This way, you won't offend either side. It's better than now, when both of them look at her weirdly.
A clever intelligence agent summed up his experience while skillfully slowing down his pace and falling behind the crowd.
Then she took out her cell phone and glanced at the screen - the phone that she had placed close to her body seemed to vibrate twice, which must be a message.
At the same time, a series of bells suddenly rang at the waist of Inspector Yokomizo in front.
The police officer happily answered the phone, but after just two sentences, the smile on his face disappeared: "Run away early? What about the luggage? ... There's nothing? Did you look in the wrong place? Let Yamamoto and the others relocate and continue looking!"
When Curacao heard his words, he guessed something.
She looked down at her phone and found that the vibration just now came not only from the email, but also from the Passersby Mutual Aid Association.
Without thinking too much, Curacao clicked on the latter first.
An increasingly gorgeous interface slowly unfolded, and at a glance she saw three shiny silver coins quietly added to her inbox, and upon closer inspection, each coin was of a different style.
The beautiful silver light cured the fake lawyer's slightly bad mood. Although the harvest was much less than expected, for Curacao, which has been in deficit for many years, the three brand new small Ukrainian coins placed side by side were pleasing to the eye.
"Since you're in the mood to send this to me, it seems like he managed to escape successfully." Curacao was a little surprised, "And he didn't even leave any trace. I didn't even provide him with more specific information... He was really quick."
Although I have known for a long time that Vodka has changed, I never expected that he would evolve so thoroughly - there is no trace of the silly assistant Gin in this guy anymore. All I can see is an independent, timid but very capable elite of the organization.
When people stay with Uzo for a long time, they will actually undergo such a qualitative change...
While feeling overwhelmed with emotion, a thought flashed through Curacao's mind: Rum must never be allowed to know this news.
Speaking of rum…
"That email, could it be from Rum?"
As a busy confidant of the second-in-command, Curacao did not dare to neglect it for too long. He exited the Passerby Mutual Aid Association's mini program and opened his mailbox instead.
Soon, she realized that she was overthinking - the email was not sent by rum, but vodka.
I thought this unlucky colleague was here to report that he was safe, and was wondering why he suddenly became so polite. However, the next moment after I opened the email, I realized that I had thought too much - this was not a safe email. On the contrary, it only contained one sentence:
[How do you know that the police are looking for me?]
(End of this chapter)
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