"Screen recording?" Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "The TV Station should have one, but they're busy, so they might not have time to help. Oh, right, one of my fa... one of my friends said he'd watch it. He probably recorded it. Wait a moment, I'll ask."
Somewhere in Tokyo.
The live broadcast had failed to follow them into the Metropolitan Police Department and had been paused halfway there.
Vodka stared at the replay on the screen, somewhat speechless. "Uzo just never stops. The explosion hasn't even had its curtain call, and he's already started another one on his own... Has this guy never been on a live broadcast before? Did suddenly running into a show like this make him so happy and excited?"
As he spoke, Vodka caught sight of Gin from the corner of his eye and suddenly realized that Brother Gin seemed pretty happy too.
Or rather, Gin was currently giving off a faint air of malicious delight at other people's misfortune.
Vodka's scalp went numb in an instant. "..." Big Brother?!
...Could it be that Big Brother had fallen in love with that so-called drama too?!
If that were true, then as the person closest to him...
Seeing his expression, Gin's mood immediately plummeted. He snorted coldly. "Idiot. I just think someone's about to have bad luck."
Vodka froze. "Could that dead man and the suspect be our targets?"
The live broadcast had already stopped, and Gin happened to have nothing to do, so he was casually watching the earlier replay.
He raised a finger and tapped a certain frame.
Vodka leaned in and saw that it was footage of the reporters heading to the factory. As they neared it, the vehicle carrying the reporters passed an abandoned building, and behind it, the rear