After a long tug of war, the supervisor finally took a deep breath, continued to maintain a happy expression, pretending not to think about anything.

Of course, secretly, his mood was completely opposite to his appearance.

"I have to be transferred from here as soon as possible." He looked at the reflection of the capable general on the screen and sighed silently, "Or find an excuse to transfer him away, but all actions must not be abrupt. It must be natural and must not expose what I found..."

...

A logistics officer was brainstorming urgently.

On the other side.

Calvados lay on the bed in his new room, looking at the brand new and clean ceiling, and then came back to his senses: "What a familiar technique, it is exactly the same as the pile of moths on the windows of the haunted house yesterday. If the crime rate is high here, why do prisoners always use the same path? It's simply...

It's like a student taught in the same textbook.

This thought flashed, and he suddenly felt a slap in his heart, remembering the rumor that he heard occasionally but was not taken seriously.

"Is it true that some cases did not happen unexpectedly, but someone was making trouble behind the scenes?"

Calvados frowned and tried to put himself behind the scenes, analyzing how to plan these two cases, and even just happened to let him encounter them.

However, after thinking about it, there was still no clear idea - the case last night originated 4 years ago, and today's case is closer, but it was an emergency caused by the golden basin washing hands. No matter how you think about it, this is not the kind of case that can be arranged and manipulated like a drama.

"It must be because I'm overthinking."

The materialist sniper only believes in the gun in his hand.

...But then again, he doesn't have a gun in his hand now. When he encounters danger, he seems to think more.

After hesitating for a moment, Calvados picked up his cell phone and planned to ask Vodka, a cadre based in Tokyo.

However, inexplicably asked, "Are I manipulated by someone?", which sounds like a suspicious madman.

Calvados couldn't afford to lose this person, so he did not get to the point, but instead used his own purpose to get into the topic:

[Did you take away the Jiangxia business cards I have left?]

...

On the other side of Tokyo.

Vodka took the time to pick up his phone and see the contents on it. His eyes twitched: "It seems like I am a thief - the business card will disappear when it disappears. Why do you suspect that I took it?"

"... Although I did take it, how could you find me in such a tone of indictment? You should thank me, after all, I am thinking about you.

"If Uzo saw you throw away his business card, you wouldn't have thought of walking out of Osaka so easily. I would have been implicated by my partner - my behavior of recycling used business cards has saved the safety of the two cadres!"

He snorted coldly in his heart, but he was too lazy to talk to this person who didn't know Uzo's true body, so he tweeted the button and went back: [Oh, it turned out that was the business card for you, I got it wrong.]

This explanation sounds perfunctory, but fortunately, Calvados cares not about the business card, but about something else:

[Take a photo and send it to me, I need his phone number.]

Vodka: "?"

He put down the documents on his other hand and read the two messages sent by Calvados again. Then he realized it and recalled: "He didn't look for me for a business card, but wanted to contact Jiang Xia?"

Calvados clearly only thought that Uzo was an ordinary detective, why did he suddenly ask about Jiang Xia’s business card?

"What's wrong." Vodka touched his chin, and a keen light flashed in his eyes. He did not send a photo immediately, but said in a chattering manner:

[Why did you suddenly want to contact that detective? You shouldn't be a fake act and become his illegitimate fan.]

Calvados clicked on the new news. He thought he could get the number, but he saw this: "..."

He jumped his forehead and typed hard: [Fake a fake play? This word should be given to you - "Detective Assistant Mr. Yamada".]

Vodka: [Then what do you want his contact information?]

Calvados: [Don't pretend to be stupid. You won't know how useful that detective is.]

Vodka: "…"

...So that's how it is.

It seems that Calvados finally made a breakthrough from the level of "no intersection with Uzo", and like Uzo's two poor brothers, he entered the stage of "Jiang Xia is a good person who can help us clear our grievances".

"After that, when I first met Calvados not long ago, this guy was very upset when he saw Jiang Xia, and was he muttering about how many shots he wanted to shoot him every few days?"

Vodka pressed his eyebrows, and his mood was extremely complicated for a moment: "How long has it been gone? This guy who has nothing but mission or Belmode in his eyes will take the initiative to seek shelter from Uzzo..."

In an instant, his level of control over Uzzo seemed to have been further refreshed.

"Will you send it to him?" Vodka rubbed the business card in his hand, feeling extremely entangled, "It's better to send it. Jiang Xia's contact information has never been a secret - but this idiot must not call Uzo here when he was on a mission with me... I have to be careful in the future and refuse to cooperate with him."

Thinking of this, Vodka shook his head secretly and sent the photo to Calvados' email.

After hesitating for a moment, he thought of the silly poor guy opposite his phone, and he felt sad again, so he said two more words:

[Try not to look for him. After all, we are illegal elements. The keenness and danger of this detective are far beyond your imagination. If he finds his true identity by himself, things will be in trouble.]

Opposite, Calvados was offended when he remembered Vodka's appearance as if he was very familiar with Jiang Xia: [You mean, I'm not as good as you?]

Vodka: "?"

...Who do you guys look down on? I am no longer the same person I used to be! Now I not only control Uzo's fan base, but also host a passerby mutual aid club - in terms of my understanding of Uzo, no one is above me!

"I'm so kind to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." A cadre who was also offended snorted coldly, "It's better to let this kid be killed by Uzzo."

While cursing in his heart, his phone was buzzing, Calvados sent another message:

[Besides, he is just an unarmed high school student after all.

If you know too much, it is not us who are dangerous - it is him.]
Chapter completed!