Chapter 12301230【Return gift from Uzo】

“!” Dr. Neihai was startled, and then he was pleasantly surprised.

Of course he had heard of Uzo, although it was just some rumors - speaking of it, Dr. Utsumi's trick to win over his younger brother actually got some inspiration from these rumors.

Just recently, for some reason, Dr. Utsumi thought to himself: It seems that there have been fewer rumors related to Uzo.

 At first, he thought that Uzo had gone abroad or was stumped by some difficult task, which led to this result.

However, what he didn't expect was that he actually saw him directly today.

And Uzo Zhenren looks...

 Doctor Utsumi: "..." It seems like that.

 …

 Helping his peers, Dr. Neihai has always been a proud man.

He couldn't help but subconsciously comment on the man in black in front of him: he is too young. Moreover, his appearance is so outstanding that he actually wears sunglasses when going out at night. Is it because he thinks he is not conspicuous enough? Such a person is actually not suitable to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

But then I think about it, Uzo has indeed created many horrific death stages, and he can still avoid being caught by others - this kind of thing may not sound so legendary at first glance. But Dr. Neihai had practiced it himself. Especially in the past two days, he had been noticed by Jiang Xia one after another, and then he realized that things were far from as simple as he thought.

This makes Dr. Utsumi's evaluation of Uzo a bit confusing: on the one hand, he feels that this person is quite powerful; on the other hand, he feels that he is not weaker than him in some aspects.

However, no matter what, today Uzo is not his enemy, but his friend.

Doctor Neihai: With the help of such cadres, Jiang Xia’s death must not be far away. I really didn't expect that I could hire such help...

 “Of course I’ve heard of it.” The person he wanted to ask for was a cadre one level above him. No matter how dissatisfied Dr. Utsumi felt in his heart, he was still respectful on his face.

 He stretched out his hand as if in admiration: "I have long admired your great name."

 “Uzo” glanced down at his hand and ignored it.

 Doctor Utsumi's eyes twitched.

"Please don't get me wrong, I am not Uzo." The curly-haired man in black seemed to be explaining the reason for not shaking hands with him, because Dr. Utsumi recognized the wrong person, "I am just his subordinate."

 “Oh.” Utsumi Kazuhiko was a little embarrassed.

But when he heard that the other party was not a cadre, he immediately relaxed a lot: "Uzo asked you to come over and help me?"

"I can't say that I'm helping." The man in black smiled politely, "I just heard that you wanted to kill him. He was very happy that someone was willing to challenge him and praised your courage, so he asked me to give him a small Come here as a small return gift."

"?" Doctor Utsumi didn't understand what he was saying for a moment, and repeated blankly, "...Kill him?"

"The words have been brought, and the gift is on the way." The man in black did not explain, but stood up calmly, "Then, goodbye."

 “Uzo’s men” turned and walked away.

Neihai and Yanteng stood up immediately, shook their legs again, and fell back to their seats.

"…"What's the meaning? ? How could he go and kill Uzo for no reason? ! I haven't even thought about killing anyone recently, except...

 Jiangxia.

 …Jiangxia? !

 …

 The detective and Uzo are like opposites of light and darkness.

 Utsumi Kazuhiko never imagined that this could be the same person.      Did he understand it wrong? still…

 He scratched his head in irritability and panic, feeling a mess.

 After a while, Utsumi Kazuhiko suddenly remembered something and quickly took out his cell phone, preparing to contact the adult.

—Although I don’t know Uzo well, based on his rumors, the so-called “return gift” is not a good thing.

 In the rumors of the organization, Uzo is described as being as scary as the God of Death, and it is said that the more targets he pays attention to, the greater the scene will be: maybe the car will have an accident, derail or explode soon...

 When Utsuhiko Utsumi and Usa were colleagues, they dared to compare them in their hearts. But now, being suddenly targeted by Uzo, he suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.

 “That great lord”. As long as he contacts that adult, he will definitely stop Uzo's actions!

 Utsumi Kazuhiko clicked **** the mailbox.

However, I don’t know whether it’s because the signal is poor or the phone is stuck, but the interface failed to load for half a day.

He stood up irritably, planning to change to a carriage first. It would be best if he could get off the car nearby and stay away from danger.

At this time, a man walked along the aisle and stopped next to him.

"Mr. Utsumi, I'm here." The man held up the hat on his head and whispered humbly, "The film you talked about... before the transaction, I want to hear your request first."

“Let’s talk about it later, I’m not free now!” Utsumi Kazuhiko glanced at him impatiently. He had indeed made an appointment with someone else to trade in this carriage, but now was obviously not the time for trading. This guy really has no eyesight.

I was about to pass by him when I felt a sharp pain in my arm.

  “?!”

Utsumi Kazuhiko lowered his head in disbelief and saw a syringe piercing the vein of his forearm.

The humility on the face of the man wearing a peaked cap completely disappeared, and he lowered his voice and sneered: "Go to hell, you bastard! It would be more pleasant to send you to **** than to be threatened by you for the rest of your life."

After all, the murderer had been a doctor for many years, and he was quick and decisive in giving injections.

At the same time that Kazuhiko Utsumi discovered that he had been stabbed, the cold liquid had been quickly pushed into his veins, and the poison flowed back along the blood vessels to his heart. Symptoms of heart failure quickly appeared on him.

The train happened to pass through a small section of tunnel and the noise was huge.

The murderer pulled out the needle, pushed Utsumi Kazuhiko back to his seat, and showed a sinister and cheerful smile.

“…” Utsumi Kazuhiko stared at him, his mobility quickly disappearing, and his mind was full of unwillingness and confusion: How could things become like this? ! His chess piece, his future...

 The overhead luggage rack was polished by the hard-working conductors.

Utsumi Kazuhiko sat slumped on the chair, staring there with his increasingly cloudy eyes. Suddenly, he saw a figure vaguely illuminated in the reflection.

—The man in black just now didn’t leave. Instead, he didn’t know when he sat in the seat next to him. At this time, he was watching quietly from behind a chair, like an audience member who had chosen a seat in the front row, and like a director supervising the actors not to speak nonsense lines.

 The two sides looked at each other, and the man seemed to smile slightly, then stood up politely.

 This time, it seems that he is really gone.

 Utsumi Kazuhiko: “…”…reciprocate the gift.

This is what Uzo calls a return gift?

When did this scary guy set up his net? He had never seen Jiang Xia come into contact with the murderer. Why, why did the man take action anyway? !

 (End of this chapter)