This phenomenon really was not common.
Gin thought for a moment and vaguely came to a guess. "Uzo keeps targeting that Doctor, yet he hasn't killed him... Perhaps that actually means Dr. Shirai has gained his approval to some extent."
"Huh? I-Is that so?" Vodka felt that something was off. No matter how he looked at it, that Doctor was utterly ordinary. He strongly suspected that Dr. Shirai had survived until now because, in Uzo's eyes, the man was actually a walking "Vodka trap"... But he had no proof.
On the other end of the call, Gin had already drawn a conclusion from that guess. "Then he needs to be examined all the more rigorously."
There were quite a few capable people outside the Organization as well—if that Doctor had used some improper means to gain Uzo's favor while secretly harboring other intentions, then he definitely could not be allowed through.
Thinking this, Gin lit a cigarette and said to his capable subordinate, "I'll leave this matter to you."
Vodka: "..."
On the surface, the matter of the amnesiac assassin had already come to an end, but in some people's eyes, it was far from over.
Hashimoto Maya held his phone and stared at the email on its screen, pacing anxiously around the room several times.
It was an email from Irish, and its contents were very simple—the former superior was asking whether the Female Assassin had woken up.
"After all this, Mr. Irish still hasn't noticed that I've changed sides." Hashimoto Maya wanted nothing more than to smash his head against the wall. "How am I supposed to reply? Should I just tell him, 'I'm Lord Uzo's subordinate now, so I can't tell you this confidential information. Please stop contacting me'?—If I dared say something that humiliating to