How could he make Bourbon slow down?
After sending the two children home, Jiang Xia took out his phone and called Amuro Tooru.
Starlight Hotel.
After arriving, Amuro Tooru quickly identified the room where Itakura Suguru was staying.
He adjusted the security cap on his head, then felt the waiter's uniform he had just swiped from his bag. Pretending to be on patrol, he headed toward the kitchen.
—Based on his observations over the past few days, Itakura Suguru was also a night owl, accustomed to sleeping during the day and working in the middle of the night. This programmer often ordered late-night meals.
This was undoubtedly a perfect chance to trick him into opening the door. As long as he took over that food truck and casually sprinkled in some sleeping medication, he could enter the room a few minutes later and pick the man up.
The plan had been going flawlessly. Then, the phone tucked close to his body suddenly buzzed with an incoming call.
"..."
Amuro Tooru took out his phone and glanced at the screen, his finger instinctively moving toward the hang-up button.
But then he remembered the opportunity he had once missed to catch Akai Shuichi after hanging up a call... In the end, Amuro Tooru could not bring himself to press it.
Come to think of it, Jiang Xia has been pretty restrained lately. If something comes up, he usually sends me an email. Amuro Tooru muttered inwardly. Calling me so suddenly... did something urgent happen, something too urgent for an email?
After thinking it over, he finally convinced himself to answer.
"Boss." Jiang Xia's lowered voice came from the other end, carrying a hint of gravity and deliberation. "There's something I'm not sure whether I should tell you."
Amuro Tooru blurted out,