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Chapter 1963 1963 [Accept new younger brother]



Chapter 1963 1963 [Accept new younger brother]

Chapter 1963 1963 [Accept new younger brother]

[By the way, I forgot one thing. ]

Saburo Inozuka opened the email with trembling hands, and saw several lines of cold text printed on the screen, spelling out an even colder sentence.The ruthless and mysterious superior said:

[From now on, you will become the direct subordinate of "Uzo". Remember this code name, but do not disclose it to anyone, otherwise you will know the consequences yourself.

[--Good luck. ]

Saburo Inozuka: "..."

Inozuka Saburo: "?!!" Wait, wait, what do you mean by wishing me good luck?Is this what you should say to a subordinate who is being transferred?How come there is a cursed breath on the contrary!

And who is Uzo?Is it that thing?It must be! ——Why on earth did things become like this!

"It's normal for Maya Hashimoto to be targeted. Although he has been exhausted by some unknown incident recently, it can still be seen that he is not an ordinary peripheral member...but I, Saburo Inozuka, is absolutely the most ordinary member. , what does all this have to do with me??"

Inozuka Saburo couldn't believe it: "Could it be because I happened to be in the same car with those two people before? But I didn't talk about him with Naoko Torimaru and Maya Hashimoto at all, I just said something Why on earth did this innocent driver do this to me!!

……

When Inozuka Saburo suddenly heard the bad news.

On the other side, Maya Hashimoto, who was melting into the night, was wrapped in black clothes and hurried across the street, planning to go back to her apartment first.

This residential area is dimly lit and the street lights are old, making it inexplicably eerie.

While Maya Hashimoto secretly condemned Curacao for being perfunctory during his detention, he could only be vigilant and quicken his pace.

When passing through a dark area with broken street lights, Hashimoto Maya suddenly froze when he raised his head inadvertently.

——A cat was sitting there quietly under the streetlight more than ten meters away, turning its head to look in his direction.

It is not uncommon for stray cats to come out at night, but this cat made Maya Hashimoto's eyes suddenly stop.

He froze, and stopped on the spot, only to feel a chill from behind: the cat in front of him was completely black, with only four snow-white paws—it was the same as what he had not long ago in terms of size and coat color. The cat seen in the car is exactly the same!

"I remember when Naoko Torimaru jumped into our car before, she once said that Uzo asked her to find a black car that would automatically open the door...and the reason why I opened the door at that time was to put this Stray cats that strayed in were thrown outside."

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind. For a moment, Maya Hashimoto felt that everything was right: black cats often symbolize bad luck and misfortune, and this cat was like a messenger sent by Uzo. The last time he saw it When it came, he learned the unfortunate news from Naoko Toriyama, and this time... why did it suddenly appear again?

Just thinking about it in a cold sweat, the cat suddenly barked at him.

It seemed to be just an ordinary reminder at first, but the sound fell in Maya Hashimoto's ears. He only felt that the cat meow was extraordinarily stern and cold in the night, like a horn of death, which perfectly fit all his stereotypes of black cats. impression.

Maya Hashimoto looked at it alertly. Before he could figure out what the cat wanted to do, he suddenly felt a strange wind sound nearby.

He was startled, and before he could figure out what was going on, his back collar suddenly tightened.

——A hand grasped his collar and pulled him back.Maya Hashimoto was forced to lean back, and almost at the same time, something heavy brushed the tip of his nose.The wind brought by the heavy object cut sharply, and the next moment, the thing brushed past him and hit the wall with a thud.

"..."

The sound of the impact was so close that it was deafening.It took Maya Hashimoto two seconds to understand the situation just now: Although the surroundings were dim and he couldn't see anything, one thing was very clear - just now, he was almost hit by a pile of rocks flying from nowhere. Headshot on the spot!

Frightened, the benefactor behind him patted him on the shoulder, as if signaling him to leave.

Maya Hashimoto turned his head covered in cold sweat, and was about to thank him, but vaguely saw his benefactor raised his finger to his lips, signaling him to keep silent, and at the same time said softly: "Don't talk, don't make a sound. This will disturb the hard work of the actors. practice."

"Practice?" Maya Hashimoto also instinctively lowered his voice along with the other party, but he didn't understand what this sentence meant: Could it be that some boring crew is filming a drama nearby and is throwing props around at the moment?

...Wait, crew? !

This key word touched some kind of painful memory, Maya Hashimoto's heart jumped, and he felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

His eyes slowly fell to the black-clothed figure in front of him, and as a thought flashed across him, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and his blood roared.

My mind seemed to have stopped.When he came back to his senses, he had already followed the man out of the dark area and came to the corner of the street.

Maya Hashimoto felt like he was sleepwalking in a horror movie. He raised his head and looked ahead.The man walking in front only left a leisurely silhouette of him. The man was wearing a black suit, with black curly hair, and the temples of sunglasses behind his ears pressed over his hair. Although he hadn't seen his face yet, this outfit, It completely matched the man in black he saw on the stage when he was in Hokkaido not long ago.

And the cat squatting under the street lamp, did not know when it left with them, and lay on the shoulder of the man in black very familiarly, dangling like a black and white shawl.

A terrifying code name also jumped out of his mind instantly - Uzo.

Although his rationality allowed him to rule out this possibility countless times, when this person appeared in front of him in person, it was only a light movement and a few short words that made Maya Hashimoto carefully pile up "This is not a bird." Zuo's psychological defense collapsed.

...this is Uzo.That real devil.

In the past, Maya Hashimoto had imagined the situation when she met Uzo countless times: maybe she would have the courage to rush forward and die with him, maybe she would follow her heart and run away to the ends of the earth, maybe she would have the courage to do something With an unyielding attitude, he died heroically like an anti-Ukrainian hero...

However, when it fell into reality, he only felt as if he had ascended to heaven from head to toe, and his mind went blank, let alone impassioned lines. In a short time, he even said "Are you Uzo?" not come out.

Suddenly, at the corner of the street ahead, several drunk female white-collar workers came home late at night, laughing and passing by together.

The sudden laughter and laughter drifted down the night, like a bridge from hell back to the world, which aroused Maya Hashimoto's already numb desire for survival.

(End of this chapter)


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