Curacao: "..." Among this group of distinctive people, why had Uzo chosen someone like this as his target? Did he think that made it more challenging?
As though he had not noticed a colleague secretly watching nearby, Jiang Xia continued acting like a righteous detective. "Actually, the best thing to do when you receive a threatening letter is seek help from the police."
President Ishimoto fell silent at the suggestion, his face darkening.
At times like this, someone had to smooth things over. The female secretary explained, "The president is rather averse to the police because of certain matters. And honestly, would the police really take just one threatening letter seriously?"
She shook her head and sighed. "I'm afraid they'll only investigate seriously after something bad happens. But by then, it'll already be too late."
That was true, but Curacao was still struck by her naivety. ...A detective is no different, especially that fake detective across from you with a belly full of bad intentions.
Yet the fake detective clearly lacked that self-awareness. He actually sighed along with her, as though he too were condemning the police's inefficiency. Then Jiang Xia accepted the commission, without the slightest pang of conscience. "Leave it to me."
Seeing how reliable he looked, the secretary and President Ishimoto both relaxed.
Curacao: ...Looks can be deceiving. Too bad some naïve Clients never learn such a simple lesson...
As she was thinking that, someone suddenly gave the hem of her skirt a light tug.
"?!"
Curacao abruptly looked down and saw a first-grade boy standing by her legs. She had no idea when he had come over—she had not noticed him at all.
Curacao was briefly startled by the child's ghostly appearance, then remembered that he seemed to be the child who was always around Uzo