A few months ago, if she had encountered a case like this, Jodie would only have chuckled and remarked, "What a coincidence. The target we're tracking is very skilled at using disguises and masks to hide her identity."
But now...
Looking at the bloody scene before her, Jodie always felt as though an invisible phantom had appeared behind her. That person was hiding somewhere unseen, whispering something into her ear.
She hurriedly shook her head hard and smoothed down the goosebumps on her arms, muttering inwardly, "'mask' and 'identity'... no matter how I look at those words, they reek of Vermouth... Isn't Uzo Vermouth's ally? What exactly is he trying to do?"
After frowning in thought for a moment, Jodie suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression relaxed.
—Not because she had suddenly understood what that hateful Riddler Uzo meant, but because she had remembered that, according to their previous division of labor, matters related to Uzo seemed to be Shuichi's responsibility.
Thinking this, Jodie quickly took out her phone and sent everything she had just thought of to Akai Shuichi exactly as it was.
—If she couldn't figure something out, she would let someone who could figure it out do the thinking!
As for her... the only person she needed to deal with was that comparatively manageable Vermouth.
Once she had clearly divided up the work and cast off some invisible burden, Jodie felt much lighter, body and soul.
She shifted her posture and leaned unobtrusively against the wall, pretending she was merely a human Video Camera incapable of thought. She planned to gather all the information from the scene and hand it over wholesale to that outstanding Ace for processing.
—If it was Akai Shuichi, he would definitely understand what Uzo was trying to say!
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