Chapter 1874: 1874 [Curaçao: Limit one-for-one! 】
Chapter 1874 1874 [Curaçao: Limit one-for-one! 】
Curaçao thought of Inozuka Saburo’s assertion, and frowned slightly, thinking it was inappropriate—rescuing members who are about to be exposed from the police is more troublesome than silence, and the success rate is very average.
Unless the person who is about to be arrested is irreplaceable, the organization will not adopt this method. It is somewhat illegal for Inozuka Saburo to do so without notifying his superiors in advance.
Curacao: "..." But after thinking about it, the Inozuka family now has only one son. Although the main reason lies with Uzo, but he also happens to be one of the driving forces behind this tragic situation...
Her conscience moved slightly, and she barely had a little more patience.
Curacao grabbed the wet towel next to him to wipe his hands clean, sat up a little bit, pressed the button, and continued to check the content of the email below.
[Unexpectedly, after I took people to the hospital, I found that it was not Jiro who was targeted by the police, but one of his capable men—I have met that woman named Naoko Torimaru several times, and she also helped Jiro handle some organizational matters.
Although Jiro didn't explicitly tell her the existence of the organization, I remember that the woman was very smart, she must have vaguely realized something, and the activities she handled could not fall into the eyes of the police.
So I temporarily changed my plan and planned to follow her to silence her, but unexpectedly she escaped on the way.
I am leading people to hunt in the alleys, but the terrain here is too convenient for hiding, so the situation is not optimistic. I would like to hear your suggestions. ]
Curacao glanced at these words, and quickly understood what Inozuka Jiro meant: he probably wanted her to send a sniper nearby to kill the target with a single shot. In this way, they don't have to continue to search for people at the risk of being stopped by the police.
Curasso rested his chin and unconsciously tapped his cheek with his fingertips: "..." It would be easy to send someone there, but this woman is obviously related to Uzo's case, if I get involved...
"Speaking of which, the news about Inozuka Saburo is really late." Curacao was in a complicated mood, and didn't want to think about such troublesome things when he was tired, so he started thinking about Inozuka Saburo instead.
She recalled the email she saw just now, and slowly thought in her heart: "He actually thought that Inozuka Jiro was still alive. But in fact, according to the news from Kurosawa, Inozuka Jiro is probably gone. Tonight's hospital incident is obviously a trap. The news of 'Inozuka Jiro's rescue is successful' is just a decoy. And Naoko Toimaru is the first layer of the 'behind-the-scenes culprit' in this incident. What is she doing? Is she trying to fish an elite sniper from me?"
Halfway through his vigilant muttering, Curacao suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little bit responsible for the "lag news from Inozuka Saburo":
She was afraid of scaring Inozuka Saburo away, so she didn't tell him the mission he was going to take. In fact, it was a mission that both Taro and Jiro fell into. She only said that he wanted him to monitor a person... I don't know how much Inozuka Saburo guessed about the content of his mission now.
Curacao: "..." Well, judging from the fact that he is still thinking about hunting down Naoko Tomaru, maybe it's zero?
Thinking of this, Curacao picked up the phone, typed silently, and decided to be more lenient to the poor guy—she wrote back and told Saburo Inozuka to search for a few more minutes, and if he couldn’t find anyone, he should evacuate before the police arrived, and she would be responsible for the follow-up.
Having said that, in fact, Curacao did not plan to send anyone there.
"Uzuo is in the hospital now. With such a complicated case, the police can't find the murderer with their own brains. It must be Uzuo who sent Naoko Torimaru to the police.
"So if Naoko Torimaru really leaked any secrets, Uzo is more responsible. And although this guy seems to be doing things out of order so far, but if you look carefully, he doesn't seem to have done anything harmful to the organization except for entrapping peripheral members and innocent cadres... So as long as I don't do anything, Uzo has a chance to solve the problem."
Although Curacao is not too adventurous, he is not so timid that he dare not take any risks.
She took a deep breath, quickly made a decision, and murmured to the figure in the void: "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. It's already the limit for you to play with a few peripheral members. Don't try to trick me into an elite sniper. What's more, if you succeed once and taste the sweetness, who knows what troubles you will make in the future..."
——No matter how you look at it, in this matter, compared to me, a poor cadre who is on a business trip, it must be Uzo, who is close to the scene, who has more to do with it.
Now I let go of it. In the worst case, even if something happens, this little devil will be responsible for it.
"As long as I can hold my breath, I won't be the only victim." Curacao, "It's really not possible, there are still some people in the police station... It's a big deal to pay a little price afterwards to solve possible leaks. In short, even if these people are lost, they can't be lost to Uzo."
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On the other side, Saburo Inozuka, who received the news, was ignorant of his superior's feelings that were complicated enough to write a novel.
When he saw the email, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: he allowed himself to leave without finding anyone, which meant that the mysterious superior must have left behind. In this way, if you find it, it counts as performance, and if you can’t find it, there is nothing to be held accountable—just paddle and go back.
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In the dark alley, Saburo Inozuka walks arrogantly and relaxedly with a gun in his pocket.
And a slender shadow, after he left, left the shadow tens of meters behind him, and quietly turned into a place with more complicated terrain.
Although Masumi Takamori didn't know who the man passing by in front was, he felt bad when he saw the gun in his hand.
Thinking of the car with the bomb, she gradually became anxious, wondering if running away was a good choice.
But it was too late to regret it now, she could only rely on her intuition to pick a place that she felt was not easy to be found, and burrowed in.
Then startled.
—Behind the pile of sundries, there was a figure squatting silently.
Masumi Takamori was taken aback by this horror movie-like scene.
A scream almost blurted out, but before it could be heard, it was quickly covered by that figure.
The figure stared at her, with a complicated tone: "...Why did you run away too?" And it happened to run to my hiding place.
The voice in her ear startled Masumi Takamori, and she immediately recognized it—this is Naoko Torimaru, the woman she once admired so much, but who ruined her life not long ago.
(end of this chapter)