Chapter 12221230 [Return Gift from Uzo]
"!" Dr. Utsumi was startled, then surprised.
Of course he had heard of Uzo, although it was just some rumors - in fact, Dr. Utsumi's trick of winning over his followers was actually inspired by these rumors.
But recently, for some reason, Dr. Utsumi thought secretly: I always feel that the rumors about Uzo seem to have become less.
At first, he thought that Uzo had gone abroad or was stumped by some difficult task, which led to this result.
However, what he didn't expect was that he actually met him in person today.
And Uzo-san looks...
Dr. Utsumi: “…” It seems that’s all.
…
People in the same profession look down on each other, and Dr. Utsumi has always been a proud person.
He couldn't help but subconsciously comment on the man in black in front of him: too young. And too outstanding in appearance, he even wore sunglasses to go out at night, is he not conspicuous enough? Such a person is actually not suitable to be the mastermind behind the scenes.
But on second thought, Wuzo had indeed created many horrific death scenes, and he had not been caught by others until now - this kind of thing might not sound so legendary at first glance. But Dr. Utsumi had personally experienced it, especially in the past two days, he was repeatedly noticed by Jiang Xia, and then he realized that things were far from as simple as he thought.
This made Dr. Utsumi a little conflicted about his evaluation of Uzo: on the one hand, he thought this guy was quite amazing; on the other hand, he felt that he was not inferior to him in some aspects.
However, no matter what, today Uzo is not his enemy, but his ally.
Doctor Utsumi: With such a cadre helping him, Jiang Xia's death must be not far away. I never thought that I could actually invite such a helper...
"Of course I've heard of it." He was asking for help from someone who was a cadre one level higher than him. No matter how dissatisfied Dr. Utsumi was in his heart, he still looked respectful.
He held out his hand in admiration: "I've heard a lot about you."
Uzo glanced down at his hands and ignored them.
The corner of Dr. Utsumi's eye twitched.
"Please don't misunderstand me, I'm not Uzo." The curly-haired man in black seemed to be explaining why he didn't shake hands with him, because Dr. Utsumi recognized the wrong person, "I'm just his subordinate."
"Oh oh." Utsumi Kazuhiko was a little embarrassed.
But when he heard that the other party was not a cadre, he immediately relaxed a lot: "Wuzou asked you to come over and help me?"
"It's not like I was helping you." The man in black smiled politely. "I just heard that you wanted to kill him. He was very happy that someone was willing to challenge him and was impressed by your courage, so he asked me to send you a small gift in return."
"?" Doctor Utsumi didn't understand what he was saying for a moment, and repeated blankly, "...kill him?"
"The message has been delivered, and the gift is on the way." The man in black did not explain, but stood up calmly, "Well, goodbye."
"Uzo's men" turned and walked away.
Neihai and Yan Teng stood up suddenly, but their legs shook and they fell back into their seats.
"..." What does that mean? ? How could he go and kill Uzo for no reason? ! I haven't even thought about killing anyone recently, except...
Jiangxia.
...Jiang Xia? ! !
…
The detective and Uzo are like the opposites of light and darkness.
Utsumi Kazuhiko could never have imagined that this was the same person.
Did he misunderstand? Or...
He scratched his head in annoyance and panic, feeling completely confused.
After a moment, Utsumi Kazuhiko suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone to contact the adult.
——Although I don’t know much about Uzo, based on the rumors about him, the so-called “return gift” doesn’t look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.
According to rumors in the organization, Wuzo was described as being as terrifying as the god of death. It was also said that the more important the target was, the bigger the scene would be: perhaps the car would have an accident, derail or explode...
When Utsumi Kazuhiko and Usa were colleagues, he dared to compare them in his mind. But now, he was suddenly targeted by Usa, and he suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.
"That Lord." As long as we contact that Lord, he will definitely stop Uzo's actions!
Kazuhiko Utsumi clicked on his mailbox vigorously.
However, I don’t know if it was because of a bad signal or a stuck phone, the interface took a long time to load.
He stood up irritably, planning to change to another carriage first, preferably so that he could get off nearby and stay away from danger.
At this moment, a man came down the aisle and stopped beside him.
"Mr. Utsumi, I'm here." The man adjusted his hat and whispered humbly, "The film you mentioned... Before we trade, I want to hear your request first."
"Let's talk about it later. I'm busy now!" Utsumi Kazuhiko glanced at him impatiently. He did make an appointment with someone to trade in this carriage, but now was obviously not the time to trade. This guy really had no vision.
Just as I was about to pass by him, I felt a sudden pain in my arm.
“?!”
Utsumi Kazuhiko looked down in disbelief and saw a syringe inserted into the vein of his forearm.
The man in the baseball cap opposite him completely lost all the humility on his face, and sneered in a low voice: "Go to hell, bastard! It would be more satisfying to send you to hell than to be threatened by you for the rest of my life."
After all, the murderer had worked as a doctor for many years, so he was quick and decisive when giving injections.
At the moment Utsumi Kazuhiko discovered that he had been stabbed, the cold liquid had been quickly pushed into his veins. The highly toxic liquid flowed back to his heart along his blood vessels, and symptoms of heart failure quickly appeared on him.
The train happened to pass through a small tunnel and the noise was huge.
The murderer pulled out the needle, pushed Utsumi Kazuhiko back into his seat, and smiled a sinister and happy smile.
"..." Utsumi Kazuhiko stared at him intently, his ability to move quickly disappearing, his mind filled with resentment and confusion: How could things turn out like this?! His chess piece, his future...
The luggage rack above the head was polished to a shine by the diligent train attendant.
Utsumi Kazuhiko slumped in the chair, staring at that place with his gradually cloudy eyes. Suddenly, he saw a figure vaguely reflected in the light.
——The man in black didn’t leave, but sat down in the seat next to him. He was watching quietly from behind the back of a chair, like an audience member who had chosen the front row seat, or a director who was supervising the actors not to say the wrong lines.
The two sides looked at each other, and the man seemed to smile a little, then stood up politely.
This time, it seemed like he was really gone.
Utsumi Kazuhiko: "..."...reciprocate.
Is this what Uzo calls a return gift?
When did this scary guy set up his net? I clearly never saw Jiang Xia come into contact with the murderer, so why, why did he still do it?!
(End of this chapter)
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