1230 [Return from Uzo] Ask for a monthly pass (????)?
"!" Dr. Neihai was startled, and then he became pleasantly surprised.
Of course he had heard of Wu Zuo, although it was only some rumors - speaking of it, Dr. Utsumi's trick to win over his younger brother actually got some inspiration from these rumors.
But recently, for some unknown reason, Dr. Utsumi thought to himself: It seems that there have been fewer rumors related to Wu Zuo.
At first, he thought Wu Zuo had gone abroad or was stumped by some difficult task, which led to this result.
However, what he didn't expect was that today he actually saw him directly.
And Wuzuo Zhenren looks...
Doctor Utsumi: "..." It seems like that.
…
He is looked down upon by his colleagues, and Dr. Neihai has always been a proud person.
He couldn't help but subconsciously comment on the man in black in front of him: He is too young. And his appearance is too outstanding. He actually wears sunglasses when going out at night. Is it because he thinks he is not conspicuous enough? In fact, such a person is not suitable to be
The mastermind behind the scenes.
But then I thought about it, Wu Zuo has indeed created many terrible death scenes, and he has still been able to avoid being caught by others. This kind of thing may not sound so legendary at first glance. But Doctor Utsumi has practiced it personally, especially this
For two days, he was noticed by Jiang Xia one after another, and then he realized that things were far from as simple as he thought.
This makes Dr. Utsumi's evaluation of Wu Zuo a bit confusing: on the one hand, he feels that this person is quite powerful; on the other hand, he feels that he is not weaker than him in some aspects.
However, no matter what, today Wu Zuo is not his enemy, but his friend.
Doctor Neihai: With the help of such cadres, Jiang Xia's death must not be far away. I never expected that I could hire such help...
"Of course I've heard of it." The person he was asking for was a cadre one level above him. No matter how dissatisfied Dr. Utsumi felt in his heart, he was still respectful on his face.
He stretched out his hand as if in admiration: "I have admired your name for a long time."
"Wu Zuo" looked down at his hand and ignored it.
Doctor Utsumi's eyes twitched.
"Please don't get me wrong, I am not Wu Zuo." The curly-haired man in black seemed to be explaining the reason for not shaking hands with him, because Dr. Utsumi recognized the wrong person, "I am just his subordinate."
"Oh." Utsumi Kazuhiko was a little embarrassed.
But when he heard that the other party was not a cadre, he immediately relaxed a lot: "Wu Zuo asked you to come over and help me?"
"I can't say that I'm helping." 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 praised your courage, so he asked me to give him a small
Come here as a small return gift."
"?" Doctor Utsumi didn't understand what he was saying for a moment, and repeated blankly, "...Kill him?"
"The words have been brought, and the gifts are on the way." The man in black did not explain, but stood up calmly, "Well, goodbye."
"Wu Zuo's men" turned and walked away.
Neihai and Yanteng stood up immediately, shook their legs again, and fell back to their seats.
"..." What do you mean? How could he go and kill Wu Zuo for no reason?! He didn't even think of killing anyone recently, except...
Jiangxia.
...Jiang Xia?!
…
The famous detective and Wu Zuo are like opposites of light and darkness.
Utsumi Kazuhiko could never have imagined that this could be the same person.
Did he understand it wrong? Or...
He scratched his head in irritability and panic, only to feel a mess.
After a while, Utsumi Kazuhiko suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone, preparing to contact the adult.
——Although I don’t know Wu Zuo well, based on the rumors about him, the so-called “return gift” is not a good thing no matter how you look at it.
In the rumors of the organization, Wu Zuo is described as being as scary as the God of Death, and it is said that the more targets he pays attention to, the bigger the scene will be: maybe the car will have an accident, derail or explode soon...
When Utsumi Kazuhiko and Wu Zuo were colleagues, he dared to compare himself in his mind. But now, being suddenly targeted by Wu Zuo, he suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.
"That lord". As long as he contacts that lord, he will definitely stop Wu Zuo's actions!
Utsumi Kazuhiko clicked hard on the mailbox.
However, I don’t know whether it was because the signal was poor or the phone was stuck, but the interface failed to load for a long time.
He stood up irritably and planned to change to a carriage first. It would be best if he could get off the car nearby and stay away from danger.
At this time, a man walked along the aisle and stopped next to him.
"Mr. Utsumi, I'm here." The man held up the hat on his head and whispered humbly, "The film you mentioned... before the transaction, I want to hear your request first."
"We'll talk about it later, I'm not free now!" Utsumi Kazuhiko glanced at him impatiently. He had indeed made an appointment with someone else to trade in this carriage, but now was obviously not the time for trading. This man really didn't have any discernment.
I was about to pass by him when I felt a sharp pain in my arm.
"?!"
Utsumi Kazuhiko lowered his head in disbelief and saw a syringe piercing the vein in his forearm.
The humility on the face of the man wearing a cap opposite him completely disappeared, and he lowered his voice and sneered: "Go to hell, you bastard! It would be more pleasant to send you to hell than to be threatened by you for the rest of your life."
After all, the murderer had also been a doctor for many years, and he was quick and decisive in giving injections.
When Kazuhiko Utsumi discovered that he had been stabbed, the cold liquid had been quickly pushed into his veins, and the poison flowed back along the blood vessels to his heart. Symptoms of heart failure quickly appeared on him.
The train happened to pass through a small section of tunnel and the noise was loud.
The murderer pulled out the needle, pushed Utsumi Kazuhiko back to his seat, and showed a sinister and cheerful smile.
"..." Utsumi Kazuhiko stared at him, his mobility quickly disappearing, his mind full of unwillingness and confusion: How could things become like this?! His chess pieces, his future...
The overhead luggage rack was polished by the hard-working conductors.
Utsumi Kazuhiko sat slumped on the chair, staring there with his increasingly cloudy eyes. Suddenly, he saw a vague figure reflected in the reflection.
——The man in black didn’t leave. Instead, he sat in the seat next to him at some point. At this time, he was watching quietly from behind a chair, like an audience member who had chosen a seat in the front row.
It's like a director supervising actors not to say their lines randomly.
The two sides looked at each other, and the man seemed to smile slightly, and then stood up politely.
This time, it seemed that he was really gone.
Utsumi Kazuhiko: "..."...return the gift.
Is this what Wu Zuo calls a return gift?
When did this scary guy set up his net? He had never seen Jiang Xia come into contact with the murderer. Why, why did that person take action anyway?!
