Amuro Tooru: "..." Since Uzo urgently needed a psychiatrist, perhaps he could work backward, start with suitable doctors, and catch traces of Uzo.
He might even use Jiang Xia as a cover for finding a doctor. After all, Jiang Xia really had been associated with a psychiatrist before. Ordinary people would probably find it hard to imagine that he had recovered so quickly.
But that meant going out with Jiang Xia again.
"..." Maybe I should forget it?
Jiang Xia's time was precious, and his own time was just as precious...
Amuro Tooru tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, briefly falling into indecision.
Although it was already nighttime when the case occurred, there were plenty of dedicated reporters, and quite a few were still staking out the scene late at night.
News related to the Falling Case was quickly posted online.
A finger swiped across the screen, paused slightly over a headline, then tapped it.
The relevant report popped up, reflected in Gin's eyes.
After seeing the reporter's accompanying photo, his pupils contracted slightly as he suddenly noticed something.
Gin soon enlarged the image. He carefully examined the crime scene, then let out a cold, gloating laugh.
Beside him, Vodka flinched.
He secretly glanced at Gin's phone screen, his expression turning complicated for an instant. Uzo struck again?
Vodka had previously made himself a small program that scraped news related to Jiang Xia from various websites and compiled it all together.
Whenever he had time, Vodka would study it, striving to keep track of Uzo's movements, the kinds of people this guy had recently favored tormenting, and what new methods he had invented.
But he had not expected Brother Gin to see news about Uzo before him this time. It made him feel as though his professionalism had