Hashimoto Maya couldn't help glancing at Amuro Tooru. "..." This man really wasn't afraid of the police at all—he was even rather provocative. Was this the confidence of an old employee who followed Uzo?
Uzo's assassinations were almost always cleaned up by the police, so his subordinates had to inherit that fine tradition too...
Hashimoto Maya gradually felt that he had realized something.
The officers worked diligently to gather evidence, searching everywhere for trench coats and top hats. Sometimes they also questioned people nearby, hoping to find possible witnesses.
There were all kinds of people in the amusement park, and before long, Gin, who was far away on the other side, received the news.
Gin: "..." The police were looking for someone wearing a wide-brimmed top hat?
Though he knew they were not looking for him, Gin did not want to get dragged into trouble either. Before the search spread to this area, he darkened his face and silently took off the hat on his head.
His exposed silver hair was dazzling under the sunlight, and his presence instantly became far more conspicuous. Nearby tourists began turning to look at him one after another.
"..."
Bathed in a sea of stares, Gin's fingers twitched. He wanted badly to reach for his gun, but reason forced him to endure it.
Fortunately, there was a souvenir stall nearby. Gin strode over, casually bought a distinctive baseball cap printed with the amusement park mascot, and put it on. At last, he was clearly separated from the "wide-brimmed top hat" the police were seeking.
Vodka had no idea what was going on, but under his Big Brother's gloomy stare, he could only go buy an oversized hat as well and put it on his head.
Just as they turned to leave, Gin's phone