As Gin listened to Jiang Xia, the scene from back then surfaced in his mind: Just one crucial shot short. Just one shot, and he could have taken out Akai Shuichi...
Gin: "..."
He suddenly came to his senses and did not continue down that line of conversation. He merely said, "Let it go this time. If you find any leads on Akai Shuichi next time, report them immediately."
Then, ignoring the voice on the other end, he decisively hung up.
Wanted a gun? No chance.
He knew Uzo had ways to get all kinds of guns himself. What he lacked was merely a permit to carry one on the street. But leaving aside the many restrictions on underage detectives, even if the paperwork could be approved, Gin would never let Uzo receive that level of enhancement. Otherwise, Uzo would be able to openly roam all over Tokyo with a gun.
That would undoubtedly make the guy far more dangerous. More powerful weapons would also bring him more inspiration and more varied stages—perhaps such an upgrade really could take out an Akai Shuichi he happened to encounter, but before that, given Uzo's vile tastes, the first people to get into trouble would only be the other organization members in Tokyo.
In short, it was best not to let something that inflicted a thousand points of damage on the enemy and ten thousand on themselves happen.
...As for Akai Shuichi, that guy's identity had already been exposed. His hate value was high enough now, but he was no longer quite as threatening, so he could be pushed back a little.
While Gin seriously weighed the various threats in Tokyo.
Beside him, Vodka watched Gin calmly hang up, then recalled the bits of conversation he had just overheard. Question marks sprang up