A leak of identity information could be a big deal or a minor one. Under normal circumstances, Curacao would have taken note of it, but she would not have treated it like a looming threat. But now...
To be safe, after placing Irish under surveillance from afar, Curacao did not rush over. Instead, she contacted her superior first.
She sent Rum an email, and not long after, received a call from him.
Over the phone, Curacao recounted her encounter with Jiang Xia in detail, without missing a single detail. When it came to crucial matters, her memory was comparable to a printing press. It was as though she had played Rum a written record of the meeting.
"He recognized you at a glance?" Rum sounded intrigued. After thinking for a moment, he said thoughtfully, "I don't think it was because your information was leaked. There must have been another reason—perhaps he really did notice something suspicious about you during that period."
Curacao had previously been ordered to investigate cases related to Jiang Xia, but she had merely followed orders. She had no extra curiosity and did not want too much contact with that colleague and his bizarre methods.
Thus, compared to her, Rum knew some additional details regarding "Uzo"—for instance, the authority this new executive had been granted was actually severely incomplete, especially when it came to information related to other members.
Rum said, "The things Irish has done lately have gotten stupider and stupider, but that stupidity only stands out because of Uzo's strange methods. It doesn't mean he is truly an idiot. He would not, and would not dare, push you into his enemy camp by selling information.
"You are my confidant. Doing that would be the same as disregarding me entirely. He may be dissatisfied with the