Curacao wore a flawless short black hair, pushed up the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and adjusted his smart suit.
She finally glanced at the makeup mirror on the sun visor, nodded at her flawless lawyer attire, opened the door and got out of the car.
As soon as he stood firm, he saw a middle-aged lady wearing a kimono coming out of the house. Curacao closed the car door with his backhand and gave her a professional smile.
The things they want are always strange. For example, Rum is eyeing a set of ancient black-glazed tea sets collected by this family. It is said that a person he wants to win over has this hobby. Rum plans to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
Do what you like.
This was not a big deal at first. After Curacao found out the financial situation of this family, he allocated enough funds and randomly sent a young man to come and make purchases. However, unexpectedly, the head of the Ogata family refused to take action.
It seemed risky to snatch something like this as a gift. After thinking about it, Curaçao took out his identity as a lawyer and formulated a complete plan.
Now, it is time for this plan to close the net.
While thinking about it, she shook hands with Mrs. Ogata: "Hello, I am the lawyer hired by Mr. Ogata during his lifetime, Akiko Shirai, you can call me..."
"Miss Akiko!"
A delighted female voice suddenly came from behind the door, interrupting Curaçao's self-introduction.
"?" Curacao took 5 seconds to recognize the voice, and another 5 seconds to raise his head in disbelief.
When she looked over Mrs. Ogata's shoulder and saw the speaker's face clearly, she felt a thump in her heart and the smile on her face almost disappeared.
...Mao Lilan?
...Why is this girl here!
Of course, a mere female high school student is not worthy of attracting the attention of the organization cadres. But the problem is that behind this girl...
"Hmm? Ms. Lawyer?"
Sure enough, another voice came from the door, a gentle voice with a hint of friendliness. However, the moment this voice penetrated his ears, the corners of Curacao's eyes twitched.
For a second or two, she wanted to let go of Mrs. Ogata's hand, step back and sit in the car, and then step on the accelerator to leave Tokyo.
...But unfortunately, whether it was her status as a lawyer, her plan, or her pride as a senior... all of them made Curacao take a deep breath and stay here with a smile.
"Miss Xiaolan? Jiang Xia." Curacao greeted them as if he was surprised, "Long time no see."
"And me and me!" Suzuki Sonoko also waved to the lawyer lady who had been with her for a while, "What a coincidence. It seems that we are quite destined."
Curacao: "..." He is indeed a nasty guy who has been contaminated by Uzo. The first words he said when they first met hurt her...
Speaking of which, what is this small group of high school students doing here suddenly?
"The timing is too coincidental. It's as if they were specifically here to ambush me." Some conspiracy theories popped up in Curacao's mind uncontrollably, "Did someone expose my mission?"
She first thought of her colleague Bourbon who was deceived by Uzo, but then she thought about it and realized that Bourbon didn't know her whereabouts at all.
"Could it be Rum, but there's no reason for Rum to do this...maybe it's just a simple coincidence?" Curacao doubted his boss in his heart while being forced to chat with "acquaintances" who he had met several times.
, and finally entered Ogata's house with everyone in a painful mood.
??????????.??????
After several high school students looked away from her, Curaçao quietly put his hand into his pocket and began to write an email he planned to send to Rum:
[Uzo appears at the target's home. The situation has changed. I will retreat temporarily. The tea set may not be given to you until later.]
——She will find an excuse to run away later, and wait until Uzuo leaves... No, even if Uzuo's people leave, his trap will definitely still be there, so she'd better find a subordinate to come over for her.
As I was muttering to myself, suddenly, my phone buzzed—Rum, who was so impatient, had already replied to the message.
Curacao glanced at the people in front of her with her peripheral vision, and when she saw that no one was paying attention, she opened her inbox and took a look.
Then his eyes paused slightly.
The message her boss sent back to her was astonishingly:
[Uzo is here too? What a coincidence.
Rather than retreating, you might as well stay and communicate with him more, or ask him to provide some help with your tasks - get along well, and maybe you will be colleagues in the future.]
Curacao: “……#”
She unconsciously tightened her fingertips and almost made a crunching sound when she pinched the phone:... Rum is still trying to win over Uzo. How on earth does this guy maintain such optimism and confidence? The arm that was injured last time
Doesn’t it hurt anymore??
She took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anger rising in her heart.
…
No matter what, it's here. Even if you retreat in a hurry now, there is no guarantee that there will be no other traps on the way. Coupled with Rum's attitude... Instead of getting entangled like this, it is better to bite the bullet and complete this task.
Then stay away from here immediately.
"If you think about it carefully, Uzo is not that scary. Although I have been tricked by him several times before, my reaction now is really too extreme."
Curacao comforted himself in his heart while trying his best to reduce his sense of presence: "Calm down, don't be affected by him. Just treat him as an ordinary dangerous object and be more careful."
She closed her eyes and pinched her forehead. When she regained her composure and opened her eyes again, there was a sudden person next to her.
The high school detective who was close at hand looked concerned: "You don't seem to be feeling well. Can I help you sit next to you?"
Curacao's fingers trembled: "..."
Why does this person walk without making any sound?!... I'm fine! It's better to stay away from me than anything else!
Jiang Xia didn't seem to notice her dislike. He glanced forward and saw that no one was paying attention, so he casually chatted with the colleague next to him: "My assistant Mr. Yamada recently saw a psychiatrist. His doctor also has the same surname.
Shirai—it seems like you are quite destined, would you like to get to know each other?"
Curaçao looked numb: "..." I don't want to hear the word "destined" anymore, and if possible, let alone doctor, I don't even want to know you.
The aloof colleague seemed to have no intention of communicating, but Jiang Xia didn't mind. He picked up a few handfuls of aloe vera, and then followed Mrs. Ogata into the living room in a good mood.
…
"Miss Lawyer" is here to announce the will today.
But the time has not come yet, so Mrs. Ogata's attention is more focused on another thing than Curacao.
"By the way, Miss Haruna." Mrs. Ogata looked at Yuki Haruna, "Did you bring the music box that my father-in-law left for you?"