Although he felt slightly more at ease about tomorrow's itinerary, he still had to make the necessary preparations.
Irish said to his confidant, "Have someone investigate that plane. Check whether it can operate normally and whether any dangerous items, such as explosives, have been installed. Also, look into everyone who will come into contact with the plane before takeoff. See if any of them are suspicious people Uzo could make use of."
Confidant: "..." The first two requests were manageable, but how was he supposed to identify the last one? Even if such a person really existed, perhaps they themselves would not know they had been used by Uzo. There was no way to investigate that.
But his superior had given the order, so he could only accept it and tough it out. At worst, he would compile detailed files on all those people and hand them over to Irish for his superior to judge personally.
Irish glanced at his confidant, harboring the same concern: what if, while investigating those people, this trustworthy subordinate came into contact with Uzo and was assimilated by him...
He wanted to warn his confidant, but after thinking it over, he felt there was no point—would mentioning it actually help him avoid Uzo?
Irish: "..." Forget it. He just needed to be more careful himself. The humiliation of being stabbed with an anesthetic needle in broad daylight would never happen a second time.
And as long as he remained in good condition, even if his confidant wanted to betray him, it would not have much effect on him. Rather than pondering the unsolvable, world-class problem of "how to guard against Uzo," he might as well focus on Kid first and find that crucial piece of information.
"From the looks of it, Kid is probably Uzo's