Chapter 1631: 1631 [What the **** is Uzo] Asking for a monthly ticket (
Chapter 1631 1631【What the **** is Uzo】Ask for a monthly ticket ()
Ireland listened to his confidant convey his meaning, while staring at the murderer:
This kind of fanatical fans should not be able to resist the temptation to meet their idols. And since in the eyes of the murderer, Uzo would not leave any criminal clues, even if he revealed a little information, it would not affect the idol.
However, the murderer's reaction has nothing to do with the "surprise", "entanglement", "conscience ache but heartbeat" and so on that he expected.
This guy didn't show any joyful emotions, his tone only had disdain, pity, and a little displeasure of being underestimated:
"Stop wasting time with me here, you should see a psychiatrist first—how many times do I need to emphasize that this case was planned by me and implemented by myself! No one provided me with inspiration, let alone I provide ideas, which are all subtle techniques that I came up with myself.
"And that 'idol' you mentioned, hmph, only the weak need idols. For a person like me, it is enough to be someone else's idol. Your irresponsible questions are an insult to my ability!"
"..."
It seems that he does not intend to disclose any information at all.
Ireland completely lost patience and nodded to her confidant.
Hashimoto Maya was very reluctant, but she stood up very neatly. He walked up behind the murderer like a ruthless killer, grabbed his neck, and pushed him onto the table.
Uzumoye accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiasi's face, and was taken aback by the strong killing intent on Ireland's face.
I gulped down my saliva, and suddenly remembered the rumors that these are the great tricks of evading Hashimoto who I know are useless—when I become the target of Bo Quan, I must be able to kill, so it is very likely Because of committing a crime, he was watched by the police and retreated, but was silenced by the organization. In addition, it is also possible to get close to these people who have murderous thoughts, because he may become our murder target inexplicably.
Although subject to various restrictions, those very effective interrogation methods are difficult to use. But after all, there are so many young people who have been mixed outside the organization, and some methods that leave scars but make the target unbearable, we are not short of them.
Ireland sighed: "You suddenly feel that the Boss's preference for Hashimoto is not understandable. The hidden and inefficient killing ability is simply tailor-made for the organization.
Before rubbing for a while, the murderer's arrogant attitude faltered.
Ireland is blowing the night wind, looking up at the sky in London.
Although I really wanted to swear a few words like that, but thinking of the pain just now, I finally closed my mouth silently.
"It's a pity that my opponent is you. You will be my victim so honestly—no matter how good you are, no matter how favored by the boss, as long as you violate the bottom line of the organization, you will still be silenced."
"Speaking of which, the first clue you caught about Hashimoto was this international thief code-named 'Squaw Bing'. This time Kidd also appeared. It happened twice in a row... that strange thief and Hashimoto The connection between them may be deeper than you think.
The experience just now reminded me of another murderer who fell from a building that I killed when I was in Tokyo. The real news about Hashimoto was just made up for the purpose of being tortured, and he obviously knew nothing about Bo Quan's matter.
Ireland takes a detailed inventory of the resources under hand:
…The **** is probably in the distance right now, watching that scene with pleasure.
It was the senior cadre who had admitted defeat and laughed very slowly:
"Can manipulate a person's actions so precisely, and at the same time make these tool people aware of it, how did that guy do it?"
"It turns out that we are accomplices. Judging from the situation of this strange thief, I may not have some clues about Bo Quan. The strange thief does not belong to the organization. As long as it can be proved that Bo Quan has exposed his identity to me, the bridge This is far from the result of 'being silenced'."
No matter what Uzomoye asked, it was out of my knowledge, so he had to look to his boss and wait for me to make up his mind.
At this time, my situation...
It may also be that the subconscious made the murderer feel that nothing was wrong, but rationally, I was able to discover the clues, so I consciously said those words.
…
…
"Let's go." It seems to be asking what happened.
Murderer: "..." Are you not sick? He has just been controlled by others, whether he is delusional or persecuted, go and treat him quickly, don't come out and harm others!
Send that person back quietly.
"It's important that the murderer's line is broken, you don't have this strange thief yet."
Other competitors will only steal resources, attention, and at least a little money, but that kind of opponent can be fatal. At that time, the boss's today is not his own tomorrow.
"It turns out that Kaito Kidd has not yet been controlled by Hashimoto, and Hashimoto's concealment of such a walking treasure is revenge, so it is suspected of being loyal to the organization.
A drop of hot sweat slid down the front of his back with a sound, Uzomoye still maintained the expression of a hot killer under his face, but his heart hadn't reached his throat yet.
Thinking of that, Bo Quanmoye glanced at the very small building, and then moved away in fear.
Bad in Ireland, I just think about whether I really plan to get such a department.
Uzomoye listened to me quietly, daring to speak out, only praying frantically outside of his heart that Ireland would really recruit such a department: it would be convenient for the subordinates, but for my confidant, it would be less suspicious A weak and fearsome competitor.
But although the attitude has loosened, the information revealed by the murderer has not changed: "The method is not what you think... What do you guys want you to say?"
After all, he is a pampered and well-off seventh-generation rich man. He grew up smoothly and suffered many setbacks in his life. How can he bear that kind of thing.
…
—Looking at it, although the guy behind me praised Hashimoto by mistake, I do know that there is such a white hand in front of me.
When going out, Ireland looked back at the murderer, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Idiot, you know when you are controlled."
Ireland: "..." Of course, although I really want to deny it, the more likely situation is that Bo Quan deliberately induced the murderer to tell the news, and then used the bait as a bone to walk me like a dog.
Ireland stared at the murderer for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh. I leaned forward on the back of the chair and pinched my forehead slightly tiredly.
"I'm sure Hashimoto is your enemy, but it's on your command. You may also be reluctant to turn a blind eye to that department—the benefits I can bring are too small, far more than the trouble I got into."
The bad thing is that it turns out that there is no reason for the cadres to live so long-Ireland has not been blinded by killing intent. Although angry, but silent for a long time, I finally calmly accepted the reality.
(end of this chapter)