Vodka: "..." The fourth time? You had the nerve to count that fourth time? Bourbon had been standing right in front of Akai, and Akai had been grabbing hold of you! Even if it was to kill the "Silver Bullet," taking out two executives with one shot—was Big Brother still supposed to do his job?
And that so-called third time—who could have expected Akai Shuichi to suddenly turn around and run back into a car that was about to explode? Aside from the brief moment when he got into the car, he had stayed in a blind spot the entire time. Even if one shot could pierce through a bus's metal shell, who knew whether the bullet would hit you or Akai Shuichi?
"Still." As Vodka grumbled indignantly to himself, Uzo's voice suddenly rang out.
This sly young executive apparently knew that he had been making unreasonable arguments just now. Before Vodka could bravely refute him, he lifted his teacup for a sip and spoke first:
"To be fair, aside from the first opportunity, everything afterward was merely an emergency measure improvised to salvage the situation. The timing for those shots was far worse than before. Akai Shuichi had also become more vigilant than ever because of that first shot, so it was normal that I missed him—if he really died to a Plan BCD with so little technical sophistication, then he wasn't worthy of the organization's attention."
As he spoke, Jiang Xia took out a spare pair of bamboo chopsticks from beside him and placed them before Gin. "One failure means nothing. As long as Akai Shuichi remains in Tokyo, and as long as I'm given capable enough helpers, opportunities like this are endless. Let's eat first. We can discuss everything else later."
Hearing words that meant "we're letting