The moment Vodka finished speaking, Gin suddenly shot him a glance—though for some reason, Gin's eyes were brimming with killing intent, as if Vodka had mentioned some absolute taboo that must never be brought up.
Vodka: "...!!"
Wh-what was wrong?
...What exactly had Uzo said on the phone just now? He had only tattled on Uzo. Why was Big Brother looking at him like that?!
In an instant, Vodka's hairs stood on end as he realized he might have been careless.
"Wherever Uzo appears, it's best to do nothing. Any subjective action may turn into a sharp blade that harms yourself instead"... Looking at it now, that rule for "how to coexist peacefully with Uzo" was not quite accurate enough—it should change "wherever Uzo appears" to "wherever Uzo's voice can reach."
Under Gin's icy gaze, Vodka broke out in a cold sweat.
"..." Fortunately, perhaps because the trust between him and Brother Gin was unbreakable, Gin did not suddenly shoot his innocent underling. He slowly looked away.
Vodka had obviously placed the emphasis on that final sentence.
Gin, however, selectively ignored it and pondered alone:
"If Uzo could infiltrate that Observation Elevator specifically meant for the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, then there must be no more evacuees in the banquet hall. That was the last elevator—Sherry neither dared take the elevator nor leave with those men across the Connecting Bridge. Heh. Either she had something to do and couldn't make it here, or she was still hiding in the building, too afraid to show herself, waiting for the fire to be extinguished before slipping away in secret..."
Having thought this far, Gin quickly made his decision. "Blow up the roof and the Connecting Bridge. Seal off that building."
Vodka's eyes lit up. He happily grasped the Detonator. "Got