No matter what, she still had to reply to her superior's message.
A performance was underway in the water tank below, and the audience seating was pitch-black. A phone screen would be highly conspicuous.
Curacao glanced at Jiang Xia beside her from the corner of her eye. Knowing she could not let him see the contents of her messages, she pretended to get up and quickly left the audience seating for a small door below, intending to leave through it.
The small door happened to be beside the Fish Tank, a blind spot right under the lights.
Curacao reached for the door, but before she could touch the handle, it flew open—a man dressed entirely in black, wearing a black hat and with dark skin, perfectly camouflaged, happened to be trying to slip in through that door.
The moment he opened it and unexpectedly found someone there, he froze and looked up.
Curacao's heart skipped a beat.
Almost at the same time, the man in black stared at her face and blurted out, "It's you?!"
Curacao was only skilled at disguises; she did not possess Vermouth's talent for changing her appearance. Under bright lighting, she looked very different from before, but in the dimness, her facial contours stood out instead.
Seeing her up close, Amuro Tooru finally understood why he had kept finding this woman familiar.
Curacao had long noticed someone following her, but she had not expected it to be Bourbon. "You..."
Before she could finish, Bourbon sneered and lowered his voice. "You actually got mixed up with Uzo. For the sake of our former colleague relationship, let me remind you: making plans with a tiger never ends well."
Curacao looked at the owner of the Amuro Detective Agency, then recalled Uzo's nominal place of employment and let out