Killing the councilman was urgent, but not so urgent that she had to assassinate him the moment this banquet ended.
Curacao's visit this time was also a rehearsal of sorts. She had no intention of doing anything illegal at this banquet, and she currently had a complete false identity that could withstand investigation. The police posed no threat to her. As for everyone else, Curacao trusted her own skills. If someone wanted to harm her, it would not be difficult for her to dodge in time and avoid a fatal outcome.
If Uzo was hostile toward her, this incident would give her a chance to prepare herself—a rehearsal for their future conflict.
If he was not hostile, that would be even better.
But then she thought of Irish and Bourbon... Well, Irish did not count for now; he had gone looking for Uzo of his own accord. But Bourbon had done nothing and had been targeted for no reason at all. If Uzo set his sights on her in the same way, she at least needed to figure out how to deal with it in advance.
Curacao: "..." Come to think of it, what was the deal with that middle-aged man sitting across from Uzo?
Her thoughts returned to the scene before her.
From the corner of her eye, Curacao watched the potbellied man in front of Jiang Xia. Information on him flashed rapidly through her mind as she secretly speculated about Uzo's plan and the methods he might use.
—Could Uzo be planning to have President Ishimoto kill someone, then hide the human head in his beer belly to smuggle it out?
No, no. Uzo had indulged in that sort of twisted amusement before, but she had reviewed the information on everyone attending this banquet. At least judging from