Unable to get anything out of Jiang Xia, Amuro Tooru could only temporarily give up on obtaining clues from him—fortunately, there was more than one lead. Once Kazami and the others finished thoroughly investigating the bus stop, there should be results.
Thinking this, Amuro Tooru had no mind to linger. He expressed concern for the employee who had been through so much today, then drove away under the man's friendly gaze, intending to find his subordinates on the other side who could not see the light of day.
But after driving some distance, Amuro Tooru remembered something. Frowning, he turned back. "I heard both your phones were with the robbers—why did you hand over two?"
While "hand over your phones" had been the robbers' rule for the passengers, a young man who enjoyed secretly street racing late at night and occasionally dealt with criminals behind the police's back should not have been so rigidly obedient to kidnappers.
Yet Jiang Xia had actually handed both his work phone and personal phone to the robbers.
...Something was wrong.
And to an intelligence agent, any abnormality was worth noticing.
Sure enough, when this was brought up, Jiang Xia's expression suddenly changed slightly.
...There really was a problem?
Amuro Tooru's gaze immediately sharpened. "What happened?"
Jiang Xia seemed to want to speak, but stopped himself.
Seeing that familiar expression, Amuro Tooru immediately understood. "Is it related to the Organization?"
Jiang Xia hesitated, then nodded once.
Amuro Tooru sighed. "What exactly happened? Just tell me."
Jiang Xia watched the Ghosts pluck another handful of coffee Killing Intent before finally speaking in satisfaction. "Mr. Edward was on that bus earlier too. He was sitting near me. After the robbers demanded our phones, he seemed unwilling to hand over his own, so he asked to borrow one