Chapter 1952 1960 [Is Wuzo a relative? ]
At the same time, Curacao couldn't help but secretly observe Rum's expression again.
I saw my boss sitting behind me writing an email with a beaming smile on his face. I didn't know which scene of the script in his mind he had already reached.
Curacao: “…”
This made her feel suddenly worse. Based on her observations over the past few days and her research on past cases, Curacao discovered that Uzo was particularly fond of his peers - specifically, people who wrote scripts in front of him usually didn't end up well.
The two screenwriters who were shot in the head from behind in different crews a few days ago were a bloody example. Even Kurosawa Kazuma and Izuka Taro, who had previously guest-starred as theater managers, did not survive in the end.
The thought flashed through my mind, and the black vehicle drove faster silently.
Rum noticed the change in the vehicle's speed, but didn't care: he was an impatient person, and now his subordinates were also impatient, so he just thought it would be more efficient this way.
Besides, Curacao loved to drive fast, so Rum didn't care and continued writing the email.
However, when he finally finished writing the email as an innocent victim of sushi chef and was about to send it to lure Uzo into the trap, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.
Instead, Rum received an email from someone else first.
…
Curacao was concentrating on driving to his destination when he suddenly heard an email alert from behind.
She pursed her lips and couldn't help but recall the hard days when she was harassed by emails from someone urging her subordinates to do their jobs.
The sweet aroma of aloe vera was emitting secretly, and at this moment, she heard Rum in the back seat actually tut-tutting, as if he had received some news that made him very dissatisfied.
Curacao was startled, and then his ears pricked up.
What could have caused the second-in-command of the organization to emit a voice mixed with dissatisfaction and a hint of depression?
It couldn't be that Uzo pushed his subordinates too hard and ended up pushing Rum too far.
This thought made Curacao happy, thinking that Uzo had finally found the right person. It was time to let Rum, the culprit who had been holding her hostage, experience the pain she had suffered in the past few days.
But soon Curacao felt something was wrong: first of all, Uzo probably didn't know that the fried sushi chef was Rum; secondly, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't say it, but would just pretend to be ignorant and secretly do things that would make him feel happy.
Curacao: “…” So who sent the message?
Wait, could it be something else that has nothing to do with Uzo? Then, wouldn't she, the subordinate closest to Rum, have to work overtime again? Damn it, if I had known this, I should have driven faster. Anyway, the license plate is fake now, so I don't have to worry about being discovered by the traffic police.
Just as she was secretly regretting it, Rum really spoke to her.
However, surprisingly, what Rum said was not something else, but: "That confidant of Ireland, you should assign him to Uzo when you have time."
Curacao: “!?”
She almost lost her grip on the steering wheel. Her mind raced for a moment, and she asked in disbelief, "Should we do it right away, or wait until I'm on vacation?"
Rum snorted coldly and said reluctantly: "Within today. Before that, you should contact Uzo first and hand over the details to him."
Curacao responded respectfully, his face looking as cool and capable as ever, but his heart was already in turmoil, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant.
The first instinctive thought that popped into my mind was: I don't want to contact Uzo, and I don't want to take over from him. Can someone else go? I think Bourbon is pretty good.
But then there was another surprise: Rum finally agreed to let him go, and once Hashimoto Maya left her, her contact with Uzo would be completely cut off. If she received emails from him in the future, she could just pretend she didn't see them, or even put him on the blacklist and refuse to receive any emails - those long and painful days of being harassed by Uzo were finally over?
However, before I woke up for a few seconds, I regained my senses and was frightened again.
——That guy Uzo actually managed to get someone from Rum, the second-in-command who was so arbitrary and dictatorial? How did he do it?
If you want Rum to hand over the person so straightforwardly, I'm afraid you have to let "that gentleman" speak, and he must not just express his intention, but clearly tell him to hand over the person...
This thought made Curacao's heart suddenly skip a beat.
...Uzo is scary enough in himself, but now it seems that he is actually a relative?
Now he only wants peripheral confidants, but if one day he grows up and asks cadres to be his confidants...
"No, no, no, think positively. Maybe that gentleman just doesn't like Rum recently. Seeing that he was injured by three unknown common criminals in such an open place in broad daylight, he wanted to give him a beating."
Curacao analyzed optimistically, "Although Rum is a bit annoying, he is still very capable. He hasn't made any big mistakes recently, so there is no place for him to show his abilities. It just so happens that Rum pretended to obey but actually disobeyed in the matter of Hashimoto Maya, dragging his feet and refusing to release her, so this becomes a small handle to hit him."
No matter what he thought in his heart, as a qualified subordinate, Curacao did not express his thoughts.
However, she did not dare to ask, but Rum seemed to be speaking from his heart, and sighed: "It is not okay to indulge your subordinates blindly. If everything comes too easily, Uzo will not realize that we are a large organization that seems loose but is actually strict and has a clear hierarchy."
He glanced at the email on his mobile phone. The script he had carefully conceived would begin and play out steadily as this letter landed in Jiang Xia's mailbox.
However, now, because of the sudden email just now, he must immediately stop all contact with Uzo and hand over the detained people to him immediately.
After thinking for a long time, Rum couldn't remember when Wuzo had contact with the boss, so he began to look for reasons elsewhere: "Could it be because my power has become too great recently and people are jealous of me? But I have always been loyal and should not be questioned..."
But no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't pretend he didn't understand since the boss was speaking in that tone.
"Forget it, let's wait for now." Rum deleted the email he had just written bit by bit, but he kept this matter firmly in his mind, preparing to use it as an opportunity to contact Uzo when the time was right in the future.
Front driver's seat.
Curacao secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his final decision.
At the same time, this instinctive reaction also made her slightly stunned, and a thought suddenly popped up in her mind: Maybe this is not because the higher-ups are protecting Uzo, a relative, nor is it to threaten Rum, but rather because... they don't want anything to happen to the second-in-command?
(End of this chapter)
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