Late at night.
After a busy day, Vodka ate a boxed meal and prepared to get back to his nighttime work.
Is right then, his phone was shaken, and he received a call.
"Brother?" When he saw the contact clearly, Vodka was overjoyed. Could it be that after this period of acting alone, Brother Gin had finally realized the importance of him as an assistant and was ready to call him back?
A hardworking cadre hurriedly straightened his clothes and solemnly answered the phone.
Then a voice without emotion came from inside. "Seven o'clock the night after tomorrow, go to the harbor and board the ship. I've already sent the specific location to your mailbox."
"Board the ship?" Vodka hurriedly opened his notebook, opened his mailbox, and looked at the contents inside, puzzlement showing on his face. "A Halloween event? This... Does this mean I need to get on the ship for a deal?"
The click of a lighter came from Gin's end.
After a brief pause, the cadre's voice sounded again. "The information I received said Vermouth will also sneak onto that ship—her recent actions have been abnormal. The higher-ups want us to go investigate the inside story."
Vodka: "..." Vermouth acting abnormally? True. That woman had inexplicably run from New York to Tokyo; no matter how you looked at it, it was full of conspiracy.
He did not mind investigating her. What he did mind was... the source of this "abnormality." It couldn't be that Vermouth had provoked that other thing, could it?
For an instant, Vodka really wanted to hang up the phone, roll down the car window, throw his phone into Tokyo Bay, and pretend he had not heard anything just now...
But in the end, reason made him take a deep breath, grit his back