"Kid? I see. This 'Runway Signal Light' for landing is certainly unique." Curacao wiped her lenses. "Using people as a script, using people as props, and now using police officers as signal lights to pave the way... Uzo is practically like someone who traveled here from some cannibal tribe. And compared with his own kind, he clearly has some entirely new understanding of humans—and new ways to use them."
Even though Curacao herself had killed countless people, killing for a mission and killing people for amusement were completely different in nature. Even she could not help but feel wary when she encountered someone like this.
"He's clearly still so young. How did he develop such a terrifying habit... Oh, right, his mother seems to have been that madwoman from the Research Department. That does make sense." Curacao muttered inwardly. "But judging from the files, Jiang Xia had always acted more like an introverted version of his father. Could it be that this fake Detective had merely hidden all that madness back then?... Heh. I wonder how many unfortunate police officers Irish will accidentally crush to death when he lands the plane."
She seemed to see the officers in the police cars being crushed into pulp, and frowned in displeasure.
At the same time, Curacao realized something.
She pulled down the car's mirror again and examined herself. Then she decisively removed her Crystal Earrings, replacing them with a pair of plain, forgettable Silver Stud Earrings.
Then she glanced at the Dark Blue Watch Face on her wrist, glittering with Diamond Fragments, and took that watch off as well, replacing it with an ordinary Leather Wristwatch with a black face.
After carefully checking herself and making sure there was nothing conspicuous left on her, she looked like nothing more than an utterly