Jiang Xia looked at the exit call interface on her phone and sighed: "As a good colleague who never exploits others, how am I worse than Rum?"
Although the poaching failed, Jiang Xia touched the cold ghosts in her arms and was somewhat mentally prepared for this: "Maybe I poached people too hastily and seemed very insincere. I'd better do it step by step. Let's talk about it later——
And speaking of it, organizing such a dangerous job can lead to death if you are not careful. Maybe everyone’s future destination will be with me, as well as Rum and the boss, so there is no need to rush."
…
In the distance, countless people felt a cool breeze blowing from their backs at the same time.
While examining the wound on his arm, Rum raised his head suspiciously: "..." Suddenly I had a bad premonition, someone was cursing me?
However, he had many enemies, and it was common for him to be scolded and cursed, so he didn't take it to heart and quickly went back to business.
On the other side, in an ordinary apartment.
Maya Hashimoto and Saburo Inozuka are bored and playing games online in the safe house.
Suddenly, Saburo Inozuka's phone vibrated and he received a message.
He immediately stopped the game, took out his phone and looked at it. When he looked at Maya Hashimoto again, he sighed with complicated emotions: "Congratulations, from now on, you are free."
"?!" Maya Hashimoto said cautiously, "What do you mean?"
"What else is there to say? Haven't you been detained in isolation for review recently because you appeared in a newspaper?" Saburo Inozuka could only say it again in detail, "Now that the review is over, you don't need to continue to be detained - you
Free."
Maya Hashimoto: "..."
At first glance, this seems like good news.
But when I think of Tormaru Naoko, whom I met in the car not long ago, and what she blurted out when she saw him, "Are you a subordinate of 'that person'?", and "We will be colleagues soon from now on" and so on.
if……
The bad premonition in Maya Hashimoto's heart was so strong that it felt like it was going to explode. Judging from Naoko Toriyama's previous mental state, she had obviously been in contact with that person, although she looked eager to resist.
, but after comparing the strength of the two sides, Maya Hashimoto knew that she would never be able to get out of Uzo's palm.
So in other words, Tormaru Naoko's sudden appearance in their car had only one purpose. She had become Usa's microphone and was conveying Usa's instructions to him.
——That guy Uzo must be thinking of poaching him as a subordinate, and this terrible conspiracy is not just a vague idea, but is probably underway.
Maya Hashimoto: "..." Detention and examination are also a kind of protection in a sense. But now, this kind of examination is over... So is that guy's sinister plan finally going to the final step?
But he is obviously a subordinate of Uzo's mortal enemy. This is too ridiculous. What on earth does Uzo want to do?!
Next to him, Saburo Inozuka saw that although he was already free, he still stayed in the room and didn't want to leave at all. He was not only alert: "What's your expression? It's like the sky is falling. You can't be in Stockholm anymore."
Let's..." After saying that, he moved back with an "I refuse" look.
"..." Maya Hashimoto looked at this carefree pig teammate with murderous intent.
...and then quickly pressed it again.
He remembered how to deal with Uzo, tried hard to restrain his murderous intention, and asked as calmly as possible: "The email only said that I was free? Didn't it say anything else?"
Saburo Inozuka nodded and said hesitantly: "I feel that the superior is in a bad mood. In the past, the wording of emails was very neat and organized, but today the sentences are unusually messy... By the way, in addition to asking you
Come on, my superiors asked me not to provide you with any help and to keep an appropriate distance from you."
When he said this, he said belatedly: "Then from now on, I won't talk to you."
After saying that, he turned around, picked up the controller, and continued playing the game boredly.
Maya Hashimoto: "..."
He didn't know how many thoughts passed through his mind in an instant, and he rehearsed countless scenes, each of which described his tragic situation after leaving this safe house.
But even so, we can't stay in this room forever. Being safe now doesn't mean it will be safe in the future. Even if we really stay here, we might just wait until Uzo's patience is exhausted, and then there will be a fire or explosion.
Tragedy.
"Since people are still alive, they can only continue to face difficulties." Maya Hashimoto took a deep breath, walked to the window, and looked down through the gap in the curtains.
Then he looked at the crowded streets below and paused.
Now this house was said to be a safe house, but in fact it was just an ordinary apartment - he always suspected that Curacao did not want to waste the safe house on him.
In short, this kind of crowded place is too dangerous... It's better to wait until dark before leaving.
…
It finally got dark and there were fewer people downstairs.
Maya Hashimoto put on black clothes, a hat and a mask of the same color, making herself a shadow in the night.
Night is not considered safe for ordinary citizens, but this is not the case for Maya Hashimoto. After all, he is a member of the organization who works night shifts all year round. Operating in such a dim environment, he has an advantage over ordinary murderers.
Behind him, Saburo Inozuka watched him go out with complicated emotions.
"The last time we went to Hokkaido to escape, the three of us tried our best to make a plan, but in the end we couldn't escape that terrible guy at all. We suffered heavy casualties and were still treated as suspects."
Saburo Inozuka thought to himself: "Looking at Naoko Toriyama not long ago, she didn't plan anything. She just let her mind go and took one step at a time. The result was still the same - after all, she didn't have a script herself, so she could only follow someone else's plan.
’s script.
"It can be seen that no matter whether you have a script or not, whether you put a lot of effort into it or not, the final result will be the same... Since we have different paths to the same goal, why not just let go of our thoughts and save some brainpower?
"I fell down before the enemy exerted any force. I took the initiative to release the water, and the initiative was mine. But on the other hand, if I tried my best and was knocked down by the enemy with a light punch, that would be too uncomfortable.
"Well, we are working together after all. I hope Mr. Hashimoto will understand this truth soon.
"But it's too scary to be that person's subordinate. Fortunately, I'm a waste and no one cares about me. Acting a bit useless sometimes is really the way to survive. Otherwise, I will be troubled, and my boss will definitely only
Make you more curly."
Thinking of this, Inozuka Saburo pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and showed a sinister smile that was not so honest.
He took the controller and was about to turn off the mindless game in front of him and start a suspense puzzle game.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated and another email arrived.
The sender is...
That mysterious superior.
"?"
Saburo Inozuka held his cell phone, and for some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
