Jodie: "..." In other words, the odds of finding Uzo this way were probably terrifyingly low.
Compared to that, the risk of this plan...
Jodie looked at Akai Shuichi, hesitated for a moment, and in the end couldn't help trying to persuade him. "That gunshot just now will probably draw the attention of the residents around here. If someone calls the police, what if they find your handgun?"
Lately, James's temper had seemed a little irritable, likely because he had been forced to deal with the Tokyo police.
She had complained before that such a superior was far too ungentlemanly, but if she put herself in his shoes—if she had led a team of subordinates across half the globe all the way to Tokyo, only to make no progress on serious business while reimbursement costs kept rising, and on top of that had to go to the police station for tea every day, forced to face those increasingly disgusted looks from the police...
She had to admit, James's change was, just barely, understandable.
Hearing her words, Akai Shuichi also fell briefly silent.
Although he had long drifted outside the team, he was not actually ignorant of the difficulties James was facing—after all, aside from Jodie, he, the ace, had suffered the most from them.
Again and again, he had been treated as a suspect by the police; again and again, he had lost his weapons... Though he had rarely had the chance to face him head-on, he had already experienced from every angle just how troublesome that Uzo was.
Now, being taken away by the police for questioning again because he was carrying a gun was a minor matter. But if this not-particularly-dangerous incident was yet another key step in the other party's whole script, then things would become troublesome.