Chapter 1747 1747 [Campus Festival Preparation]

Jiang Xia was startled, but immediately became interested. He really forgot that Didan Middle School will hold a campus festival recently. In fact, he seldom counts the days on purpose.

"Then let's go to the school to see." Like a normal student, Jiang Xia began to yearn for the campus festival, "I hope everything goes well on the road."

Conan couldn't help but glanced at him: It's just for school, why do you pray in this tone like learning from the heavens.

Jiang Xia didn't see his gaze, and was still thinking about the campus festival: In addition to the high school students of this school, there will be many graduates or people from other schools participating that day. Those are all adults, presumably their mentality and their respective experiences will be very interesting.

And in the past few days, although it is not yet the time for the festival to start, some people must have gathered in the school one after another. Maybe this time in the past, we can develop a new breed of murderous aura.

When Jiang Xia was planning to enjoy his long-lost campus life.

In a secluded bedroom.

The TV was on, and Maya Hashimoto was sitting on the sofa boredly, browsing the reports on it.

At this time, what is playing on the screen is a murder case that just happened. The case is quite tortuous.

The peripheral members guarding him were also watching, and hissed with emotion after watching: "Unfamiliar enemies are not scary, I am most afraid of sudden backstabs like this kind of confidant and old friend - the more you know the opponent's weakness, the easier it is to plot Success. Well, trust between people."

Hashimoto Maya heard the word "confidant", and the tips of his ears moved: Speaking of his partner, it seems that he hasn't seen Mr. Ireland for a while, and he doesn't know if he is still alive.

Thinking of Ireland, Hashimoto Maya couldn't help sighing: Although he knew that helping his boss to block guns was a routine operation in the organization, but when he thought of being thrown up by the excited crowd at the airport, Mr. Ireland was able to watch leisurely from a distance. He still had mixed feelings.

But after all, they have been confidantes for a long time, and the two have not been in touch for the past few days, nor have they received any missions from Ireland, so Hashimoto Maya is not used to it.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." Having said that, I happened to be isolated from the outside world and escaped unharmed because of being quarantined by the organization, but Mr. Ireland was not so lucky. He should be being watched by Uzo right now.

And if he is quickly reviewed and sent back, then he will undoubtedly have to face that terrible cadre again with Mr. Ireland.

Hashimoto Maya remembered the experience of being chased and hacked by the **** of death on the plane before, and a trace of cold sweat slipped down: "..." Thinking about it carefully, this sudden house arrest is actually quite good. Otherwise, if you go out by yourself, you don't know how many troubles will happen.

Beside , the guard who was watching TV noticed a sight.

He turned his head in doubt, and saw that Hashimoto Maya was not watching TV, but was looking at him, with a lot of gratitude hidden in his straight eyes.

Guardian: "...?" How many days has it been closed? And I haven't been very harsh on this guy during this time, why did I start Stockholm?

...It's weird.

The guard had goosebumps all over his body, and silently looked away.

On the other side, Ireland, who was being talked about by his confidants, was also watching the same news at this time.

His dark eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and he frowned and remembered something. Soon, Ireland called Curacao: "The speculation I sent you not long ago..."

Curacao didn't want to get involved in this matter at all, and interrupted him: "I don't mind asking for your feedback on the report 'Bourbon is undercover', but have you heard the story of the wolf coming? ?The accumulation of mistakes in normal times, and the ability to be suspected by the superiors at the critical moment, this is actually the cause of death of many cadres."

Ireland didn't bother to care about whether Bourbon was an undercover agent. He did have a little suspicion before, but after soaking in the water with Bourbon for a long time at noon, this idea has slowly faded away.

He said bluntly: "I suspect that Uzo was behind the explosion."

Curacao sighed silently: "Mr. Rum has already given a response on this point. He told me that I need to obtain definite evidence before I can proceed with the relevant treatment.

"However, compared to Uzo's behavior, he seems to be more concerned about why you and Bourbon suddenly have an intersection. You don't have any overlapping tasks recently. You'd better explain this when you have time."

Ireland: "..." Does this need to be explained? It must be for the purpose of uniting against Uzo. That guy Bourbon is based in Tokyo and is a well-informed intelligence dealer. More importantly, it is said that he has been tricked by Uzo many times.

According to Bourbon's usual ability, such a person must have important information about Uzo in his hands, so he was looking for him.

...But when you say this, no matter who is at fault, it sounds like an active infighting. It is impossible for him to report this reason directly.

Ireland fell silent for a moment.

"Also, next time you have this matter, you can directly submit it to your superior, such as 'that lord'." Curacao, as a confidential secretary, obviously also has football kicking skills:

"Don't always bring Uzo's affairs to me. I'm not your screening machine. And I'm too busy to deal with that elusive cadreyou can just report it yourself. But I want to remind you that recently you have Just because the organization doesn't restrict your behavior during the review period doesn't mean you've gained complete freedom."

The phone hung up.

Ireland looked at the phone, her face gradually becoming ugly.

"That lord" side, even if it was because of Pisco, he couldn't be biased towards himself, so he found Rum through Curacao.

Ireland: "..." But now, what about Rum? Doesn't this guy think Uzo has gone too far? The airport in Hokkaido exploded as soon as it exploded, and there was no way to stay far away. But in Tokyo, Uzuo actually wanted to bomb something, so no one sanctioned him!

While he was wondering, Ireland suddenly remembered Rum's hobby of collecting talented people and strangers as his subordinates.

He couldn't help but punched the back of the sofa: "..." Uzo's annoying character is actually quite acceptable in the above, don't those superiors want to beat him twice because he is too difficult to control?

Or is that guy Uzo not as arrogant when he treats others as he treats himself?

...The cunning **** looks like a lawless outlaw, but in fact, he may have two faces!

(end of this chapter)