Chapter 3208 3220 [Curaçao: Talking with Uzo]
But no matter what she was thinking, on the surface, Jiang Xia just chuckled twice in accordance with her imagination in order to avoid embarrassing her colleague.
Sure enough, the fresh aloe vera's murderous aura fell faster.
I thought the joyful picking would continue, but it turned out that the organizational cadres' ability to adjust far exceeded that of ordinary people.
It didn’t take long for Curacao to come to his senses and whispered rationally, “You’d better put the gun down—you’d better not shoot another cadre so blatantly. Even for you, you wouldn’t be allowed to engage in such internal fighting.”
"What do you mean even if it's me?" Jiang Xia felt that she seemed to have some misunderstandings about him. "Do I have a high authority in the organization? You clearly refuse to open anything to me."
"?" Curacao's heart skipped a beat: What did Uzo mean by that? What did he know? Could it be that some unworthy guy couldn't handle the pressure from him and exposed those internal bounties and communication forums?
This matter cannot be discussed in depth. Curacao took a deep breath and got back to the point: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing." Jiang Xia was indeed not like the honest villains on TV, pointing a gun at her until someone saw it.
He withdrew his hand, and the next moment, Curacao dodged and moved three meters away at a dazzling speed.
She grabbed the gun on her body, and finally felt a little safe. However, when she looked carefully and saw the silver reflective object in Wuzo's hand, Curacao's eyebrows twitched: "This is..."
Jiang Xia tossed the light "silver pistol" in his hand - although the appearance was similar, a closer look revealed that it was not a heavy firearm at all, but a piece of gift wrapping paper that was pulled from somewhere and folded into the shape of a gun.
Following her line of sight, Jiang Xia looked down at his hand and smiled: "I didn't expect you to be afraid of this kind of thing. As a cadre of the organization, you can't have any weaknesses. The more afraid you are, the more you need to train. Since you care so much about it, I'll give you this 'gun' first."
As he said that, he threw the fake gun casually, and it landed at Curacao's feet. The wind blew it and it rolled under the table next to him.
Curacao looked at the abandoned "gun" and slowly recalled the vigilance he had when he was on guard against a sniper in the hunting area that afternoon, the excitement he had just felt when he tried so hard to use the gun to deal with Uzo, and the despair he felt when the gun was suddenly pressed against the back of his head...
She clenched her fists silently, and the little flame of murderous intent burned uncontrollably.
...However, it had not been burning for long when it suddenly saw Uzo's eyes, and the burning murderous intent in Curacao was like fire meeting water, and was put out completely.
Jiang Xia watched the murderous aura grow and then fade, fade and then grow again, and was somewhat surprised at the generosity of this colleague tonight.
At this moment, he suddenly saw Curacao take a deep breath, and his whole body returned to calm.
Then, this member of the organization who seemed to not want to stay with him did not slip away like before, but looked at him with a slightly wary look, showing a frank expression: "Let's talk, what do you want to do? Why are you following me?"
…
This is the only solution.
Without having to think deeply, Curacao could determine from her series of bad reactions that her current state was affected by an overdose of Uzo - telling her directly that if she continued like this, something would go wrong, and she might even make some major mistakes that were difficult to remedy.
To prevent things from getting to that point, Curacao decided to try to allay some of the fears about Uzo—and in her experience, one-on-one communication is sometimes a good way to allay fears.
- Just like before, when she had not yet become Rum's confidant, she felt that the second-in-command of the organization was mysterious and scary, just like a character in a myth, with no real form. Just mentioning his code name made people shudder.
But now, after they got to know each other better and communicated more often, the frightening image of the second-in-command had long since disappeared from her mind. What existed now was just a stubborn, one-eyed blind old man who deserved a beating.
"Always following you?" Hearing her words, Wu Zuo showed a somewhat bewildered look:
"I don't have the hobby of following others. It's you who keeps appearing near me, posing a threat to my peaceful detective life, so I have to spend a little more time to deal with you. Look at this trip, my rare vacation, and what has it become because of your messy tasks?"
Curacao: “……?”
Listening to the other party's sincere yet slightly complaining tone, and looking at the innocent yet helpless face in front of her, she was in a trance for a moment, and actually had the illusion that she was the one following the other party, not Uzo following her.
But suddenly, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the unconcealed joy in Wu Zuo's eyes, and recalled the threats this guy had made to her with ease along the way...
Curacao felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head. He came back to his senses instantly, and his thoughts, which had just strayed, were pulled thousands of miles away.
She calmed down and tried to show weakness so that this natural hunter would look away from her, and then let him go to find bourbon or vodka. "I have no ill will towards you, and I have no intention of interfering with your life. I don't have any important and interesting tasks. I can't think of any reason for you to stay with me. Your time is so precious. This is a complete loss for you, isn't it?"
"Maybe." Wu Zuo sighed, as if he was moved by her frank conversation, so he also said frankly, "I just feel like I'm being bullied by you."
"?" Curacao thought for several turns before he could barely understand what this guy was talking about.
She couldn't figure out why someone with such a sincere tone and expression could say such outrageous words. She couldn't help but repeat: "Bullying??"
Jiang Xia nodded: "When you are on the move, you often have a partner. Even if you don't, there will be one or two familiar cadres in the local area. But I am the only one left in the bright world as a detective, without any decent missions, and no partner to go through life and death with. Don't you think this is an invisible exclusion?"
"..." Curacao's forehead twitched, and he resisted the urge to throw the gun in his pocket in his face: Why don't you have any cadres or partners you know? ——Many people have proven what happens when they act with you! Not to mention partners, aren't there many members of the organization who just passed by you and died suddenly?
(End of this chapter)
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