Akai Shuichi sat in an interrogation room at the Metropolitan Police Department, waiting for James to handle the aftermath.
Aside from temporarily being unable to use his phone, he was fairly comfortable there, and he had plenty of time to think.
Bourbon actually got involved with Uzo. If I remember correctly, Bourbon nearly got burned to death by that man at the Twin Towers not long ago.
...Or perhaps tonight wasn't a prearranged cooperation at all. Maybe Bourbon was simply being used by the other side?
Through the half-open door, Akai Shuichi glanced at the cheerful Amuro Tooru and suddenly felt as though he were looking at a fellow sufferer.
...Of course, whatever the reason, this definitely isn't something we can discuss at the Metropolitan Police Department.
And Amuro Tooru, an apparent "organization member," did not linger long at the police's headquarters. After stirring things up for a while, he leisurely left.
What happened today had been entirely spur-of-the-moment for Amuro Tooru—he happened to be working at the restaurant where the police were having their gathering. When he heard the commotion and went outside, he saw Akai Shuichi fighting with the police in the street.
Such opportunities were rare. Without hesitating for long, Amuro Tooru decisively stepped in: even if getting sent to the Police Station could not deal Akai Shuichi any real blow, it would at least put the FBI's movements under the watchful eyes of the Tokyo Police, so they could not secretly pull anything behind his back.
"But why did he suddenly clash with the police?"
Amuro Tooru stroked his chin in confusion, muttering to himself, *Sato said Akai was chasing an innocent passerby at the time... Heh, anyone who thinks to use the police to escape pursuit can't be truly "innocent." Could that actually have been