Chapter 1780 1779 [Refused to fish]

Jiang Xia nodded: "Go and do your work, leave this to me."

After the female secretary left, he went to the bathroom to pour out the juice, then returned to the table and looked at the cup suspiciously.

This was very different from the peaceful night he remembered.

However, it is a good thing that someone is doing things. It seems that tonight there is no need to really be reduced to watching TV to pass the time.

Jiang Xia was thinking about who was going to send him a murderous look, while swiping his phone casually.

Suddenly another mobile phone vibrated, it was the one belonging to the black organization.

Jiang Xia asked Noah to check before, and there is no surveillance or bug in the duty room of this VIP ward. So he took out his phone and took a look, only to find that it was a message from Curacao.

[Hiraoka Shiro is the target of the organization, and he cannot be allowed to go to prison alive. ]

Jiang Xia: "..." This second-in-command secretary is quite well informed. After he made a phone call with the Mumu Police Department, the news came later.

There is no bugging device around me, it seems that Curacao got the news from the police.

"At times like this, I don't forget to remind me that there is still one person waiting to be silenced by the organization, really dedicated." Jiang Xia chatted casually with the ghosts, "But it may also be because I feel that if I have other things to do, I won't be able to take care of them when I'm busy. her?"

He thought for a while and bowed his head to reply.

Not long after, a hidden corner in Tokyo.

Curaao's phone vibrated and received a reply.

She clicked to check, and there was a sentence on the screen:

[It turned out to be like this, it was really scary.

But what does this have to do with me, a high school detective?]

Curacao:

Beside , Wutiangou, who was yawning, suddenly cheered up, flapped his wings, and started working.

Curacao stared at the phone screen for two seconds in silence, and suddenly found that the page-turning button on the right was lit, and there seemed to be other sentences behind it.

She was startled, and scrolled down.

[If you are looking for me to discuss work troubles, then I suggest you be more dedicated and wait for the opportunity near that person. ]

Curacao: "..." dedicated?

Heh, she is crazy to kill under the watchful eyes of Uzo. Maybe as soon as the front foot is touched, the back foot will be photographed like Pisco and released on the whole network.

This guy caught her while fishing. She is not the kind of unlucky cadre who doesn't know anything about Uzo.

After thinking for a while, Curacao decided to stay put for the time beinganyway, there is no sign of the hacker being caught for the time being, so be patient and not rush.

Whatever Curacao was planning to do with the organization's extermination targets, it had nothing to do with the detectives who were protecting the clients.

The night was dark, Jiang Xia was sitting on the bed in the duty room, watching the ghosts playing cards.

At one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Jiang Xia got up and walked to the door of the president's bedroom, squatted down and probed the door, and found that there was a rather scorching air blowing there.

Twist the doorknob of the bedroom. Fortunately, President Ishimoto did not lock the door, and Jiang Xia pushed the door open smoothly.

There was a gust of hot wind, and when I turned my head, I saw that the temperature of the air conditioner had been turned up at some point, and the president was sleeping on the bed, sweating profusely, and his breathing seemed to be heavier than before.

Noah Dundun popped up: "The smart temperature control system has been hacked."

Jiang Xia glanced at the mouth of Hulala where the hot wind was blowing, and raised his hand to fan himself: "Change it back."

Noah went upside down.

Not long after, cold air with a suitable temperature was blowing from the air conditioner. The environment in the room became normal, and President Ishimoto's expression became serene again.

The female secretary didn't lie, this person really fell asleep and couldn't be woken up easily. Jiang Xia is quite satisfied with this, so that no one will interfere with his bodyguard work.

He returned to the duty room, closed the bedroom door again, and looked at his ghosts: "I didn't expect someone to actually come to President Shiben. This is a surpriseyou all go and have a look around, maybe Can catch the man who did it."

The ghosts were gearing up and drifted away one after another.

Jiang Xia sat down on the bed again: "..." Having said that, blowing to death with air-conditioning hot air is an assassination method with an erratic success rate.

And this is really not the end.

After an hour, Jiang Xia suddenly raised his eyes to look at the door: In his perception, there was a mass of murderous aura squatting outside the door.

Although the quality is average, it is still murderous after all. It is a snack delivered to the door by myself in the middle of the night.

Being idle is also idle, Jiang Xia got up and went to the door to have a look, and found that someone was plugging a pipe into the crack of the door from the outside, as if trying to send some very problematic gas into this relatively airtight room.

Jiang Xia: "..."

Originally he wanted to try blowing it back.

But the tube is too close to the ground, and some industrious ghost poked his head out of the door for a look, and told him with regret that the tube outside is connected to a machine, even if the psychic really shamelessly compares his lung capacity with the other side , and those gases cannot reach the mouth of the inflator.

Jiang Xia sighed regretfully, and suddenly opened the door before the other party pressed the switch.

Outside the door was a man in a white coat, covering a mask and hatthe standard attire for medical personnel, which seemed very convenient for outlaws, and those who sneaked in always liked to pretend to be fake doctors.

The fake doctor in front of him is also dressed in the same way at this time. He obviously didn't expect that he would be discovered so lightly, and he was startled, and then with a fierce look on his face, he pulled out a dagger from his pocket.

Jiang Xia grabbed him by the back collar and dragged him into the room, then raised his leg to sweep the unknown machine into the room, and slammed the door.

Everything happens in just a few seconds.

Soon, there was no one in the corridor of the hospital, and calm returned, as if silently inviting the arrival of the next assassin.

A few minutes later.

In the suite of the ward.

Jiang Xia tossed and turned for a while, and found that the man was indeed not murderous, so he tied him up dully and threw him into a corner. Put the blower there too.

He sorted out the murderous look that he knocked down just now, and was about to find a police officer he knew to pick him up. At this moment, the mermaid suddenly floated over and patted him, pointing to the bedroom.

Jiang Xia: Someone sent it over again?

He stood up, and under the horrified gaze of the fake doctor in the corner, walked into the bedroom lightly and expectantly.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a vague murderous aura in the building.

After waiting for a while, the mass of murderous aura was getting closer and closerit seemed that a person was quietly crawling towards this side along the ventilation duct.

Killer No. 3 crawled into the bedroom in the dark, and stopped in front of the vent.

Through the iron bars, he looked at President Ishimoto sleeping soundly on the bed, tidied up the murder weapon in his arms, and silently revealed a sinister smile.

(end of this chapter)