Irish: "..." No matter what, there was far too little information about Uzo at present. Everything about him was full of uncertainty.
But one clue lay solidly before him: the theater troupe boarding a plane tomorrow was definitely connected to Uzo's scheme.
Although the entire troupe felt somewhat like Uzo's scheme, he could not avoid every chance to gather intelligence just because he feared Uzo. If he did, sooner or later, he would die miserably in one of Uzo's traps, knowing nothing because of a lack of information.
Rather than that, it was better to strike first—since Uzo liked exposing openings for others, he had to be prepared for someone to follow those openings and deal him a fatal blow.
Tonight's theater was not a place completely open to the public. But for Irish, who often infiltrated dangerous locations, getting in was no harder than going out to buy groceries.
He quickly obtained a ticket nearby. After entering, he shook off the receptionist and rapidly searched through the guest signature book.
And he actually found an extremely suspicious signature—the handwriting in that entry matched the handwriting on the "challenge letter" Irish had just received. Every detail indicated that both had been written by the same person.
It was unclear whether Uzo had written it himself or had one of his subordinates write it for him. But one thing was certain—the information left behind was indeed what Uzo wanted to leave behind.
"Kurosawa Sa..."
Kurosawa?
Was Uzo Gin's relative?
The thought flashed through Irish's mind, only to be quickly dismissed—the curly-haired man in black with sunglasses looked nothing like Gin.
And no matter how he looked at it, as an Organization Cadre, Uzo could not possibly leave behind his real name in a situation like this.
Irish: "..." Uzo had