After staring at the screen in silence for a moment, Curacao picked up her coffee and took a sip, suppressing her irritation before reopening the live broadcast.
Cause and Effect was pinned in the chat box on the right. Her gaze shifted slightly as she quickly skimmed through the latest developments.
When her eyes landed on the words "President Takei tragically killed," her mismatched pupils paused slightly. This man was dead?
Like Gin and Bourbon, Curacao was an extremely busy person. Though she did not juggle as many identities as Bourbon, she often handled several missions at once.
Her most important current mission was assassinating a councilman, but Uzo's commendation ceremony had forced it to be delayed by several days.
So Curacao was handling other work now. One of those matters was the follow-up to her business trip to Hokkaido a few days ago—a newly inducted Conglomerate heir had been blackmailed by a hacker. If he could not gather the enormous sum the hacker demanded within a month, the hacker claimed he would expose the company's hidden accounts.
Curacao's task was to make the hacker keep his mouth shut forever before the one-month deadline arrived.
That hacker was rather cunning, his whereabouts appearing and vanishing unpredictably.
Yet yesterday, when Curacao watched Uzo's live broadcast and investigated Takei Katsuhiko, she made another discovery—President Takei had actually received a blackmail email recently, and the other party's methods of concealing their information, as well as their wording, were exactly the same as that hacker's.
That saved her the trouble of locating the hacker. She only needed to wait until he made the exchange with Takei Katsuhiko, follow Takei Katsuhiko there, and kill him.
Who would have thought that before the plan could be carried out, Takei Katsuhiko himself would die first?
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