(Thud.)
No sooner had he sent Vodka away than Gin's phone suddenly vibrated. Gin, who was driving, felt his brow twitch as a bad feeling abruptly welled up inside him.
He glanced down. Sure enough, it was a call from Uzo.
Gin's thumb moved, his fingertip instinctively hovering over the hang-up button. But then he remembered all the consequences of refusing calls and messages in the past...
After a moment of silence, his descending finger changed direction and answered the call.
"Vodka's gone, and my life is about to become boring again." A familiar voice came through the receiver. The young Organization Cadre sighed, then arrogantly hinted, "Do you have any missions lately? I'm free anyway, so why not let me help out?"
Gin: "..." There really was nothing important. He never should have answered this call.
But since he had answered it, hanging up without saying anything would be a waste. So Gin tossed out, "Keep being a good detective," and ended the call.
On the other end, Jiang Xia looked at the phone screen as it automatically returned to the home interface and sighed gloomily. "He doesn't even want help delivered right to his door. No wonder he's so busy every day."
Thinking of the Alcohol-flavored Killing Intent they had rarely seen lately, the Ghosts nodded in shared resentment.
But since Gin would not talk, they had no way to pry the mission list out of him from afar. Seeing that it was already late at night, Jiang Xia had no choice but to give up for now and go home to catch up on sleep.
Before bed, he carefully counted the names on his underling list.
"Okiya Subaru goes back and forth between the same two places every day, yet Akai Shuichi has actually managed to