Vermouth had no fixed subordinates to torment, so she did not think much of it.
She looked at the curly-haired man in the surveillance footage, finding him somewhat familiar, and frowned slightly. "This is..."
Gin sighed soundlessly. "A Double and subordinate Uzo brought back. I heard he has a Myanmar name, 'Cito.'" He did not mention the name "Kurosawa Sa" that Uzo had taken upon himself to give the man.
At this point, there was no longer any point in hiding Jiang Xia's identity—from Anonymous's earlier pointed remarks, they probably already knew Jiang Xia was connected to the organization.
Even if they had not known before, now that they had seen this fake "Uzo," who had been active in society, act so respectfully toward an ordinary high school student... as long as Anonymous was not stupid, they would definitely notice there was something wrong with Jiang Xia.
In the real world.
The center of attention among several bottles of True Wine seemed completely unaware of their concerns and continued staring intently at the glasses.
Perhaps worried that the glasses truly contained some deadly mechanism, after handing them to his Curly-Haired One subordinate, Jiang Xia even shifted backward with the blanket wrapped around him, preemptively avoiding any blood that might splash out.
"..." Fake "Uzo" sensed True Uzo's subtle disdain. His movements paused slightly, but he soon picked up the glasses and consciously retreated several steps. Only then did he remove his sunglasses and put on the object containing unknown danger.
Once the sunglasses came off, they revealed a pair of remarkably young eyes.
Much of Fake Uzo's big-shot Aura vanished, making people suddenly realize that he seemed to be nothing more than a young man in his early twenties.
Vodka gloated. "..." Tsk, tsk. To fall into Uzo's hands