Jodie's brow furrowed tighter the more she thought about it. "..." It had rained so heavily before; the rain could obscure both sight and sound, and that rushing river seemed perfect for dumping a body... Wait, when those two cars drifted downstream during the day, were they really empty? Or were bodies hidden inside?
Jodie's heart suddenly skipped a beat as she recalled cases she had seen before. If "Uzo" found a way to kill Akai Shuichi, stuffed him into the trunk of her car, and dumped the vehicle downstream, then once the police intercepted it, she, the owner, would undoubtedly be the first person investigated... That would restrict both of them with a single move!
The more she thought about it, the more certain she became.
And in her eyes, that sunglass-wearing figure instantly became a terrifying symbol, like the Grim Reaper himself.
"No, that can't be. Shuichi is a very capable FBI agent. He wouldn't die so silently... No, he wouldn't die at all!"
Jodie hurriedly took a deep breath, forcing herself to stop thinking and no longer imagine such horrifying scenes.
Then she took out her phone, avoided the group preparing to board the police car back to Tokyo, and contacted someone else instead.
—James Black, the true superior of their small group of FBI agents.
Tokyo.
James, his hair and beard completely white, was already busy to the point of being overwhelmed when he suddenly received a call.
He glanced at the caller ID and answered. Before he could say a word, the person on the other end blurted out, "I suspect Shuichi has been killed... No, I suspect he's in danger!"
"He did run into a bit of... uh, danger that isn't really danger." James sighed. "It's not a big problem. Leave it to