Chapter 1686 1686 [Uzomo hits me] Please give me your monthly ticket o(
Chapter 1686 1686【Uzomo hits me】Please vote for me o(〃'▽'〃)o
What's more, Ireland cannot leave the plane too far. In an accident of this magnitude, the list of all passengers and flight attendants will definitely be checked on site to avoid omissions during rescue.
If a passenger ran away on the way, this kind of abnormal behavior, even if there is no problem with the passenger himself, would be watched by the police and the parties responsible for the accident trying to find out the problem. Ireland would not do such a stupid thing.
Curacao's observation skills were very keen and she was determined to search. Therefore, the moment Ireland stepped off the plane, she immediately locked the location of this colleague and watched him all the way to find Ireland's current hiding place.
Curacao pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and approached there casually.
Things were going very smoothly at first, but when she passed an ambulance, she suddenly felt a hair on her back and became wary instinctively.
Curaçao glanced over there from the corner of his eye and saw Jiang Xia standing there leaning on the ambulance, wearing a blanket like a victim. But his eyes had nothing to do with the "victim" - this fake detective was straight up.
Gou looked at her, the interest in his eyes undisguised.
Curacao's hand holding the phone froze: "..."
... Just pretend you didn’t see it. It’s getting so late now, so it’s normal to ignore a person on the roadside.
With this in mind, Curacao walked by without looking back, wanting to leave this area quickly. But suddenly, Jiang Xia waved to her.
He was still wrapped in a blanket, and he was waving his hands and making noises. He was so conspicuous that it was impossible for normal people to ignore him.
Curacao's eyes twitched and he had to stop.
Curacao: "..." Thinking about it carefully, Uzo didn't know her. This guy might have just discovered that she was not a real ambulance worker, so he wanted to stop her to check the situation.
If he pretends to be an ordinary suspicious person at this time and satisfies Uzo's curiosity, he will probably treat her as an ordinary person who interests him. Even if he is interested and arranges some small incidents, Kula believes that she
My own strength is fully capable of handling it.
But if you see Jiang Xia as if you haven’t seen it... What if Wu Zuo, combined with Ireland’s mistake, guesses that she is a cadre who knows that “U Zuo = Jiang Xia” and comes to silence her? It seems that Ireland can’t hold on for long.
, she doesn’t want to send it up to pick up Ireland’s class now.
A series of thoughts flashed quickly, and Curacao finally stopped.
Jiang Xia glanced around and found that no one was paying attention, so he walked closer with a blanket.
"..."
As he approached, Curaçao instinctively wanted to touch the gun - the devil looked so innocent when he was wrapped in a blanket, and the contrast between the outside and the inside made her feel uncomfortable all over.
But in the end, Curacao just raised his hand to lift his hair and tucked the broken hair behind his ears: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Jiang Xia said politely: "There is one thing."
"You tell me." Curaçao guessed that he wanted to send him to a certain crime scene and choose one of three or something - in short, he agreed first and then took the opportunity to leave.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xia continued in a friendly manner: "Don't rush to silence the co-pilot who is being thrown away by the crowd. If Ireland can't use him, I can recycle him."
"?!"
Like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, Curaçao's fingertips trembled: She was exposed? Just by saying a word?
Usually in the Metropolitan Police Department, or even the police station, Curacao can get in and out easily with her disguise and acting skills. Some stupid police officers even thought she was a newly recruited secretary and came to talk to her. But here in Uzo, her
The disguise is actually like a thin layer of paper, unable to block even a single line of sight.
Curacao: "..." Calm down, maybe he just guessed.
She tilted her head, her eyes confused and innocent: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Jiang Xia looked at her in surprise: "Can you come to Japan and become a cadre even if you don't speak Chinese well? Oh, I forgot that you are also mixed race. Do you need me to say it again in English?"
Curacao: "!!" How on earth did this guy find out?! She has obviously transformed into a very popular Japanese face... Could it be that Uzo has known her for a long time?!
When she was observing Ireland just now, she clearly hid in a blind spot, especially avoiding the place where Jiang Xia got off the plane. Then she mingled in the venue and secretly headed to her destination like a staff member. Even this could be seen through at a glance...
There seems to be no point in pretending anymore.
Curacao's eyes turned cold and his innocent look faded: "Have you known me for a long time?"
"I don't know. I was just guessing. I didn't expect that I guessed it right." Jiang Xia looked even more innocent than before, and her words were accusatory, "You are too impatient - luckily it's me, if I meet the organization
What about other people?"
Curacao: “…”
She accidentally picked up the pen in her hand and it made a squeaking sound, and there were dense cracks on the pen shell.
Now she could understand why Ireland, despite repeated setbacks, still refused to give up his fight against Uzo - he really looked like someone who deserved a beating, and even she couldn't help but want to pull out a gun and empty the magazine at this man.
But soon, Curacao came back to her senses: the information Uzo said was so accurate, it must not have been a guess, this guy was just bluffing her.
But that didn't stop her from resisting the urge to fight back. Curacao snorted coldly: "You'd better make sure you guess right every time, otherwise you'll be on our cleanup list sooner or later if you leak information about the organization like this."
"Of course I will guess it right." Jiang Xia glanced at the murderous aura on her body and smiled gracefully like a serious cadre. "The only people who can hear about the organization from me are my dear colleagues and fresh corpses."
Curacao's expression did not change, but his heart became wary and he became more murderous.
Her murderous aura is a fragrant plant scent. According to the accurate identification of the ghosts, it seems to be aloe vera. But it is sweeter than the aloe vera-scented murderous aura Jiang Xia picked up before - if the previous murderous aura was a plant growing randomly in a pot, then
Curacao brand murderous spirit is like a washed, peeled and processed transparent aloe vera block, or the edible version.
Jiang Xia: "..." As expected of a cadre, the same type of high-end murderous aura can overwhelm ordinary citizens.
Whether this murderous aura is mixed into desserts or added to wine, it can create a good taste.
Jiang Xia's eyes showed unabashed admiration. He touched his pocket and took out an exquisitely designed card: "Would you like to change your business card? I just happened to have a few left over from this business trip - this one is a VIP model with gold-plated edges."
"No..." Curacao said mid-sentence in refusing. He suddenly felt that refusing would only arouse the fake detective's deeper interest, so he had to change the topic and said, "I don't need a business card. You can write down my email address."
She has countless mailboxes, and now she picked the longest one and spoke very fast. It didn't matter whether Jiang Xia could remember it or not - it would be best if she couldn't remember it.