“Good luck?”

Curacao looked at the mayor of Jincheng opposite, and he didn't know what expression he should have.

Mayor Jincheng noticed her strange expression and was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized something.

While Jiang Xia and the director of the program went to the box next door, Jincheng Town Mayor lowered his voice and asked Curacao: "Do you know Jiang Xia?"

"Miss Shirai" instinctively wanted to shake her head and separate everything from that thing.

However, Jiang Xia's greeting just now seemed to have explained everything - she could hear that the question of Mayor Jincheng Town was not a real question, but just a confirmation of known conditions.

...As a member of an organization who cannot make him seem suspicious, in the end, the fake lawyer could only grit his teeth and nodded with humiliation.

"No wonder you had that expression just now." Jincheng Town Mayor nodded slightly and understood by himself. "If Jiang Xia knows you, he will definitely know that you are a lawyer, not my servant. If you send you there, you may be exposed..."

When Curacao heard this, his eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in the surging waves: Yes, in order not to expose your investigation plan, please leave quickly - at the same time, look at Uzzo tightly, don't give him the chance to follow him!

She looked at Mayor Jincheng with anticipation, and then saw the old man twisting his beard and pondering for a moment, and suddenly smiled confidently: "You seem to have a good relationship, he should help you."

Curacao's eyes were dark.

She took a deep breath: "...Why do you think so?"

Mayor Jincheng looked like "You are too young": "You will know when he said hello just now. And I have heard of Jiang Xia's reputation for being a very righteous high school detective - if the program team deliberately cheated me, he would not choose to be in a romance with the opposite side. After all, I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to save this poor island.

"In other words, he will definitely not reject the plan to send you into the program team, and may also provide some help on his own initiative - in this way, your work will be more convenient to execute."

Curacao: "…"

Proactively provide help?

What help can Uzzo provide to make all the people in the program team die?

If this is true, it is indeed a one-time solution...

Although every hair is rejecting Mayor Jincheng's stupid decision, the successful person in front of him is obviously not a person who listens to advice.

While explaining his plan, suddenly, Mayor Jincheng thought of something and hurriedly stood up: "By the way, if you want this, I have to say hello to Jiang Xia first, so that they will accidentally reveal your lawyer's identity as a lawyer while sitting next door chatting - wait, I'll go."

Curacao sat in his seat, holding the stack of documents in his hand, and looking at the back of Jincheng Town as he went out.

When the figure disappeared, she took a deep breath, folded her hands together, and prayed silently - for the first time in history, she was so eager to take the initiative to mention her to others, and to mention her glorious profession of lawyers.

Unfortunately, God never seemed to hear her prayers.

Not long after, an email was sent.

Curacao lowered his head stiffly and clicked on the email from Mayor Jincheng. Seeing the contents clearly, she was like a deflated balloon, poked by a needle and collapsed weakly on the stool.

——Wuzzo did not say anything. Her identity was successfully hidden. She had to go to the island with that person as planned.

Curacao: "...", wait, why do I say "really"?

...

The weather was clear, and a cruise ship broke through the waves, crushed the clear sea water, and headed to the Ghost Turtle Island in the distance.

After a while, the hazy shadow in the sky became bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into a green island.

"Is this the Ghost Turtle Island?" Suzuki Yuanko lay on the railing and looked at the island that was raised like a green hill curiously. "No wonder she called this difficult name - it really looks like a turtle. Look, does the smooth rock protruding there look like the head of a turtle?"

It was the first time I saw high school students from Ghost Turtle Island, and I was very interested in this island.

Behind them, several locals who had long been used to seeing the seaside scenery were not so passionate about this strange-shaped island - they were obviously more interested in the women on the boat now than that deserted island.

"Are you a servant at the mayor's house?" A young man who dyed his hair yellow and his skin was only a little whiter than Hattori Heiji, chatting with Curacao, "You are so white in skin, don't you look like an Okinawan. Don't you usually bask in the sun?"

Curacao glanced at his arm and decided to change the foundation to black for a while later: "...I pay more attention to sun protection."

"Haha, that's right." Another young man with dark hair pulled his shoulder-to-shoulder hair, "You girls, it's natural to love beauty!"

Curacao: "..." According to this standard, I think you are more like a girl.

Seeing that she was not talking, the two young people were less interested, so they turned to the two high school girls next to them.

"There are these two cute ladies!" Huangmao blinked at Ran Mori and Yuanko Suzuki, "When tomorrow's photography is over, let's go diving together - we are all locals and we know a lot of fun places."

"No!" Conan's eyes twitched slightly and turned to the director of the show, "Uncle, your staff are too unemployed. Isn't it working hours now? They are actually discussing how to play in front of you."

Curacao: "..." This evil little guy, as Vodka said, is a scroll king...

The director of the show smiled silly and scratched his head embarrassedly.

The people on the boat were not actually the staff of the TV station - their real subordinates were still busy adjusting professional equipment at this time, and these boatmen were just some locals who were very familiar with the environment here.

This kind of temporary employee is cheap and easy to use, and is very suitable for helping with some physical work during rehearsals, such as moving sets. Since it is half-working and half-helping, he certainly does not make more accusations against temporary workers.

Several locals were indeed not afraid of him. Huangmao looked down at the direction where the sound came, frowned: "Where did the little brat come from?"

"Little brat? Haha, although we live a little remote, you can't ignore the news at all."
Chapter completed!