Despite doing his best to keep his expression under control, Fujino still felt like he was about to crack.
This turn of the tables was not something he had expected.
This old woman really was something else when it came to making up nonsense.
No wonder she had once been an actress, that old auntie.
Absolutely absurd.
Fujino silently ridiculed her, but he also wanted to see what medicine this old auntie was selling.
He first put on a surprised look, then swept his suspicious gaze over her before adopting Cao Thief's expression of "well, that explains it" and said, "No wonder. I was wondering why Chris, the illegitimate daughter of the great Sharon Vineyard, would disguise herself as a man and come here... Now it all makes sense~"
Vermouth was somewhat surprised. "You know about Sharon Vineyard too?"
"I'm a fan of Sharon's."
Fujino spouted nonsense with a straight face. "It's a shame Sharon is already dead, and you, Chris, rarely show yourself in public."
"I quite liked your mother."
Vermouth: "..."
Being liked did feel pretty nice.
But why did that sentence sound so strange?
Fujino ignored Vermouth, who had concealed her odd expression beneath her mask, and deduced in a deep voice, "Since you're FBI, you must have been on an operation at the hotel last time, right?"
"And the target should have been that old man."
Vermouth nodded, quite pleased that he was explaining things for her without her even needing to say anything.
Following Fujino's lead, Vermouth simply continued fabricating the story. "I received intelligence about that organization at the time, so I attended the funeral. But before I could make my move, you acted first... By the way, that old man's codename was Pisco."
"Mm, that explains it."
Fujino rubbed his chin and put