(Thud)
Hashimoto Maya took another bite of his boxed meal. He did not dare tell them that Uzo had set his sights on him, so he could only warily watch the two colleagues assigned to guard him, lest they too unknowingly become tools Uzo would use to murder him someday.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Still, according to his observations, both of them had good tempers and were cautious enough to choose a place where they would not encounter strangers to keep watch over him. Clearly, that mixed-race female executive had put considerable thought into selecting them.
Once he got through this period, he would immediately apply to return to the United Kingdom and never come back. If he could not afford to provoke them, could he not at least hide? He just did not know whether Mr. Irish would be willing to let him go...
Hashimoto Maya sighed. Suddenly, he no longer felt like eating his boxed meal.
He put down the food container and noticed that the colleague beside him was watching a live broadcast.
With nothing else to do, Hashimoto Maya went over and glanced at it. He froze—the person on the screen was actually Jiang Xia. The Great Detective seemed to have run into another case and was wandering around the crime scene with a beautiful actress and a Fake Cat that did not talk much.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Huh? Uzo had not made a move against Jiang Xia?
Was it because Jiang Xia was a celebrity, making Uzo wary of acting against him? Or did Uzo have some other plan?
...But no matter what, even Jiang Xia, the main pilot who had ruined the plane crash, was fine. He was merely the co-pilot, so his problem should be even smaller!
A flicker of hope suddenly surged in