Chapter 3163 3175 [Lurking]
"Good luck?"
Curacao looked at the mayor of Jincheng across from him, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to show.
Mayor Jincheng noticed her strange expression, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something belatedly.
While Jiang Xia and the program director went to the next box, Mayor Jincheng lowered his voice and asked Curacao: "Do you know Jiang Xia?"
"Ms. Shirai" instinctively wanted to shake her head and distance herself from that thing.
However, Jiang Xia's greeting just now seemed to have explained everything - she could tell that Mayor Jincheng's question was not a real question, but just a confirmation of known conditions.
...As a member of the organization who couldn't let himself appear suspicious, in the end, the fake lawyer could only grit his teeth and nodded in disgrace.
"No wonder you had that expression just now." Mayor Jincheng nodded slightly, understanding it on his own. "If Jiang Xia knew you, he would definitely know that you are a lawyer, not my family's maid. If I send you again, you might be exposed..."
When Curacao heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in the surging waves: That's right, in order not to expose your investigation plan, let me leave quickly - and at the same time keep a close eye on Uzo and don't give him the chance to follow!
She looked at the mayor of Jincheng expectantly, and then saw the old man twisting his beard and thinking for a moment, and suddenly smiled confidently: "You two seem to have a good relationship, he should be able to help you."
Curacao's eyes went dark.
She took a deep breath: "...Why do you think so?"
Mayor Jincheng said with an expression of "you are still too young": "You can tell from the way he greeted me just now. And I have heard of Jiang Xia's reputation a long time ago. He is a high school detective with a strong sense of justice. If the program team deliberately tricked me, he would definitely not choose to collude with the other side. After all, I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to save this poor island.
"In other words, he will definitely not reject the idea of sending you to infiltrate the show crew, and he might even offer some help. This way, it will be easier for you to carry out your work."
Curacao: “…”
Offer to help?
What kind of help can Uzo provide to make sure everyone on the show is dead?
If this is true, then it is indeed a permanent solution...
Although every strand of hair was rejecting the foolish decision of Mayor Jinzhen, the successful man in front of him was obviously not the type to listen to advice.
While he was explaining his plan, Mayor Jincheng suddenly thought of something and stood up hastily: "Oh, if this is the case, I have to go and say hello to Jiang Xia first, lest they accidentally reveal your identity as a lawyer while chatting next door - wait a minute, I'll be back soon."
Curacao sat in his seat, holding a stack of documents in his hand, watching the back of Mayor Jincheng as he walked out the door.
When the figure disappeared, she took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, and prayed silently. For the first time in her life, she hoped that Wu Zuo would take the initiative to mention her and her glorious career as a lawyer.
Unfortunately, God never seemed to hear her prayers.
Not long after, an email came.
Curacao lowered her head stiffly and clicked on the email from the mayor of Jincheng. After reading the content, she collapsed on the stool like a deflated balloon that was poked by a needle.
——As expected, Wu Zuo didn’t say anything. Her identity was successfully concealed. She had to go to the island with that person as planned.
Curacao: “…” Wait, why did I say “as expected”?
…
The weather was clear, and a cruise ship broke through the waves, crushing the clear sea water, all the way to the distant Ghost Turtle Island.
After a while, the hazy shadow on the horizon grew bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into an isolated green island.
"Is this the Ghost Turtle Island?" Suzuki Sonoko leaned over the railing, curiously looking at the island that protruded like a green hill. "No wonder it has such a difficult name - it really looks like a turtle. Look, the smooth rock protruding over there, does it look like a turtle's head?"
The high school students who saw Oni Turtle Island for the first time were very interested in the island.
Behind them, several locals who were already accustomed to the seaside scenery were not so enthusiastic about this peculiarly shaped island - compared to the deserted island, they were obviously more interested in the women on the boat.
"Are you the mayor's servant?" A young man with yellow hair and skin only slightly whiter than Hattori Heiji spoke to Curacao with his hands in his pockets. "Your skin is so white, you don't look like an Okinawan. Don't you usually get some sun?"
Curacao glanced at his arms and silently decided to change his foundation to a darker color in the future: "...I pay more attention to sun protection."
"Haha, that's right." Another black-haired young man lifted his shoulder-length hair and said, "For you girls, it's your nature to love beauty!"
Curacao: "..." According to this standard, I think you look more like a girl.
Seeing that she was quiet, the two young men lost interest and turned to the two high school girls next to them.
"And these two lovely ladies!" The yellow-haired man winked at Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko. "After the photo shoot tomorrow, let's go diving together. We are all locals and know a lot of fun places."
"No!" Conan's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned to the program director, "Uncle, your staff is too unprofessional. Isn't it working hours now? They are actually discussing how to play in front of you."
Curacao: "..." This evil little guy is really a roll king just like Vodka said...
The program director smiled innocently and scratched his head embarrassedly.
The people on the boat were not actually TV station staff - his real subordinates were still busy adjusting professional equipment, and these boatmen were just locals who were very familiar with the environment here.
This type of temporary employee is cheap and easy to use, and is very suitable for helping with physical work during rehearsals, such as moving the scenery or something - since it is half work and half help in nature, he certainly can't blame the temporary workers too much.
The locals were not afraid of him. The yellow-haired man looked down at the direction where the voice came from and frowned: "Where did this little brat come from?"
"Little brat? Ha, even though we live in a remote area, you can't completely ignore the news."
Hearing this, someone laughed. Jiang Xia looked up and saw a dark-skinned woman with purple lipstick and light yellow hair walking towards him.
(End of this chapter)
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