Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1640: 1640 [Vodka: Uzo is not sick]

Chapter 1640 1640 [Vodka: Uzo is not sick]

Gin originally thought that something would happen, but when he saw the list, he felt that Uzo might not really intend to sink the plane.

“He was on the plane himself. In addition, among the passengers, there are some people who can bring him more benefits. For Uzo, it is too wasteful for these people to die in a plane crash at the same time. So count some A small situation, the problem will not be too big.”

Now the plane is already in the sky, it is too late to stop it. Gin can only speculate on the bright side.

At the same time, thinking of Ireland that caused this situation, he couldn’t help but gloated and laughed:

“Uzo has mental problems, and he is still looking for a psychiatrist. Before he is completely cured, it is not surprising that he will do anything.

“In contrast, the ‘mature and rational’ cadre in Ireland, deliberately met Uzo’s provocation, and made this stupid challenge public… Oh, maybe this is Uzo’s purpose. He didn’t want to attack the plane. The shot is just to let the rebellion and disloyalty in Ireland’s heart be completely exposed in front of us.”

Vodka heard that the emphasis was different, and he sighed in his heart: “…” According to his understanding of Uzo and Uzo’s victims, Ireland’s doing this is probably not to compare Uzo with who is more credible in front of the boss. , but just want to spread this news, so that Uzo will be restrained, and then increase his survival rate.

In fact, in front of Uzo, “survival” is the most important thing compared to face and status… It’s a pity that the eldest brother and the boss have not been really threatened by that Xiao Yinbi so far, so they may not be able to see through this point.

Vodka: “…” Having said that, even if the law tolerates mental illness, why should organizations tolerate it? Now that you know that Wu Zuo has mental problems, it is the right way to get rid of this out-of-control guy as soon as possible!

…But it must be admitted that most of the time, Uzo does look like a normal person. And if you think about it carefully, you can find that this guy has never stepped on the bottom line of the organization-killing a few more people, even murdering cadres, this has never been something that the organization cannot tolerate. The only things organizations really can’t accept are **** that exposes itself while doing this.

Many members of the organization who were silenced did not understand the cause of their death until they died, but Wu Zuo had already seen this very clearly not long after he became a cadre.

Vodka: “…” Sober. Maybe this kid has no psychological problems at all, he just wanted to find a shield for his murderous behavior, so he pretended to have a problem.

Maybe this is why Uzo always wants to kill the psychiatrist—he doesn’t want the doctor to see this, so no matter which psychiatrist has contact with him, he will silence him, so as not to expose the fact that “Uzo has no psychological problems” thing.

…uh, but on the other hand, this kind of behavior sounds like a mental illness?

Vodka touched his wide square chin, and fell into deep thought for a while.

After thinking for a long time, there was no result, Vodka stopped thinking rationally, and no longer entangled in such things.

—In any case, Uzo’s attention is now focused on Ireland. Be safe yourself!

Vodka: “…” During the period when Uzo was not around, I was so happy. I hope that guy will travel more in the future, away from Tokyo.

…

Under the close watch of a group of people.

The plane is traveling normally in the sky.

Conan knew nothing about the gazes of countless organization cadres. The plane has been flying for a long time, he yawned, and couldn’t help muttering: “I’ve changed planes, why hasn’t Kidd done anything with the gems yet? Is my reasoning wrong, or did that guy cancel the trip without authorization? … He didn’t It’s too rude to inform you.”

On the other side, Ireland was facing out the window, thinking something similar in his heart: “It’s already halfway through the trip, why isn’t that Uzo guy here?”

In the beginning, the matter of “coming into direct contact with Uzo” really brought him a lot of pressure.

But now that it has been left on the air for a long time, Ireland hopes that Uzo will appear soon-the time a person can concentrate on is limited after all. The longer it is delayed, the worse his condition is, and the easier it is for Uzo to succeed.

“Could this be the guy’s purpose, so he chose this long-distance flight?” Ireland thought about it, becoming alert, “The moment I lost my vigilance, maybe the moment Uzo appeared and took the opportunity to enter— Can’t relax. It’s just a dozen hours, heh, that guy is too underestimating the perseverance of a senior cadre.”

Although I have not slept well during this time, and the shoulder injured by the person falling from the sky is always painful, but Ireland still keeps her eyes open, ignoring the negative buffs all over her body, and refuses to fall asleep, always ready to meet the attack Danger.

…

Ireland does not sleep, and of course Maya Hashimoto dare not sleep either.

The British-Japanese mixed-race rubbed his face, trying to wake up his Asian genes that hide the power of the king of scrolls, and refused to fall asleep: the guillotine named Uzo was hanging above his head all the time, and no one knew whether he would have a chance to open his eyes after closing his eyes. Driving—Long-distance travel is boring, but when he thinks that this may be the last scene of his life, he suddenly becomes more energetic.

It was getting dark outside the window.

I don’t know if the anxiety is contagious, or the global tour is exhausting. Mu Shuli gradually felt uncomfortable, and she pinched her forehead irritably.

When going out, Mu Shuli never forgets to touch up her makeup, and always maintains a glamorous image. It wasn’t until the makeup couldn’t cover up the abnormality that no one around could see the abnormality.

Across the aisle, another female lead saw her appearance and asked in surprise, “What’s wrong.”

Mu Shuli frowned: “I didn’t sleep well last night.”

Although the leading actress next door didn’t like her in many ways, seeing her like this, she still kindly took out a small bottle of medicine: “Let’s get some vitamins, just sleep after eating and you’ll be fine.”

She unscrewed the medicine bottle and poured two pills into the palm of Mushu. Mu Shuli took it and ate it, leaning on the seat and trying to catch up on sleep.

…

The long-distance travel was quite boring, not only Mu Shuli, but other people also fell asleep one after another.

But after all, they have been asleep for most of the day, and everyone can’t sleep at the moment. In the end, Mu Shuli couldn’t calm down the discomfort in his body by supplementing his sleep.

She opened her eyes again, looking anxiously at the occupied bathroom.

The position a little behind.

Ireland seemed impatient to wait, he turned his head and glanced at his confidant, winking.

Confidant: “…”

I really want to pretend I didn’t see it.

But since the boss has given the order, he can only try to find out some information on the plane.

Maya Hashimoto sighed, fumbled in her carry-on bag, and took out a blank signature pad that she bought casually at a nearby store before boarding the plane.

(end of this chapter)