Gin gave Vodka a strange look. "And then you killed him?"
"?" Vodka was shocked. "Why would I do something like that?!"
He ought to have put someone who cursed Uzo on a pedestal—why would he kill him?! That made him sound like some die-hard Uzo fan. It was simply the greatest humiliation.
Only then did Gin's expression become a little more normal. "Why are the police searching for you?"
Vodka was shocked again. "The police are searching for me?!"
He thought for a moment, then suddenly understood. "Just now in the restroom, when that guy in the next stall cursed 'Jiang Xia,' I couldn't help agreeing with him a few times. Uzo must have had the police search for me because of that!"
He glanced at Gin's expression and, with a strong survival instinct, quietly added, "I changed my voice, and I never met that person the whole time."
Gin sneered. "But he still knew what you were wearing."
Vodka: "..." Maybe Uzo had secretly told him! That crafty Uzo!
Remembering today's mission, Gin left Vodka standing there and first sent Jiang Xia a message: He could do whatever he wanted to the idiot beside him, as long as it did not interfere with Gin's business.
But he had only just opened his Mailbox, and before he could finish writing the email, the person he had sent to gather information sent another message.
According to that person, after carefully Extracting Information—especially with the enthusiastic answers of a certain Detective—he discovered that the whole thing seemed to be a complete misunderstanding.
—The police had already found the Trench Coat and Top Hat worn by the suspect. Based on when the Buzzer Alarm had sounded, they had narrowed it down to three suspects, all women. Vodka was not among them, nor,