Vodka was looking down at his phone when a sudden chill ran down his spine.
He jerked his head up and warily scanned the room. "..." What was that feeling... Is Uzo plotting against me?
Yet through the crowd, Jiang Xia, standing at the crime scene, was not looking outside. The Detective was speaking quietly to the inspector, seemingly focused on helping solve the case.
Vodka eyed him suspiciously for a moment, but could find nothing amiss. He could only stop watching and shrink farther into a corner where Jiang Xia could not see him.
After thinking for a moment, Vodka sent Calvados a message: [What exactly happened after you entered the building?]
The instant he hit send, Vodka regretted it. He hurriedly added: [Forget it, don't tell me yet. Knowing too much might make it easier for someone to pry things out of me—don't contact me until this incident is over!]
Calvados seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation and did not press Vodka further about his familiarity with the Detective. He replied, "Ok," then thoughtfully added: [Don't worry. If you get caught, I'll put a bullet in you in time. I won't let you suffer through an interrogation.]
Vodka: "...#%&!"
He deleted the email and put away his phone with restrained fury. Who'll be shooting whom is still up in the air!
In terms of operational ability, he might be slightly inferior. But when it came to understanding the stage... no one was more professional than Vodka!
Jiang Xia glanced into the corridor, then withdrew his gaze in satisfaction and said to Inspector Otaki:
"That Soccer Star was responsible for lighting up five rooms on the 1st Floor and 2nd Floor. The Baseball Star was responsible for four rooms on the 3rd Floor and 4th Floor.