That sounded like a pretty good idea. Inspector Megure looked at Vodka, only to see the man eagerly rise to his feet... then hiss and clutch his leg.
"My leg, my leg hurts so much." Vodka staggered as he walked. "Damn it, I must've twisted it when I dodged that flowerpot earlier—but it's fine. Give me a crutch and I can go!"
Jiang Xia: "..."
Vodka's acting had improved, though he seemed to be trying a little too hard. Later, Jiang Xia should suggest to Gin that Vodka spend more time studying under Vermouth alone, lest such talent go to waste.
"Uh, forget it, forget it." Inspector Megure, stunned by the sight, hurriedly stopped this determined yet disabled man. "This is police business. How can we let you take risks? You just need some pedestrians pretending to take a stroll, right? I'll have two of my men play the parts."
Vodka: "But..."
Inspector Megure said firmly, "All right, get some rest—Takagi, Kamikawa, protect Mr. Yamada. Do not let that kidnapper who wants to silence him succeed."
Officer Takagi and the honest-looking policeman said, "Yes, sir!"
After finishing the call and learning that the money was ready on the other end, the kidnapper was in high spirits.
At this point, there was no need to keep that troublesome little brat with him.
The kidnapper had originally wanted to silence the child, but then reconsidered: if things were exposed, having a hostage would at least let him threaten the police.
With that in mind, he found a Basement and tossed the child inside. "Stay put. Once I get the money, I'll let you out."
—That was a lie. Once he got the money, he would immediately cut off all communications and flee far away.
As for this brat, he could just