"Bourbon..."
Vermouth suddenly regretted bringing in this scapegoat. If she'd known, she might as well have used Calvados instead! At least he was obedient enough not to hide such important intel from her.
And besides...
Vermouth looked at Bourbon suspiciously. The more she looked, the more she felt there was something not right about him from head to toe. "When did you learn voice changing?"
When she had brought Amuro Tooru in to replace "Dr. Araide," Vermouth's plan had been for him to keep a low profile and pretend he had a cold—Bourbon probably couldn't do professional voice changing, but disguising his voice into something so hoarse that no one could hear his original tone shouldn't have been too hard for him.
But after a while, Vermouth realized that Bourbon was far more capable than she had imagined. He could actually imitate Dr. Araide's voice.
She had once pressed him about it in confusion, but Bourbon had only smiled and told her, "That's a secret."
Vermouth recalled this scene, and her fists clenched. "..." Damn Riddler!
"At the time, I thought that since Bourbon had joined the organization halfway and still climbed to his current position in just a few short years, it was normal for him to have a few unique tricks, so I didn't pursue it. But now that I think about it... was that really Bourbon's own ability, or was it something Uzo temporarily helped him improve for the sake of stage effect?"
A few minutes earlier, on the other side.
Haibara Ai got the recording and jogged back the way she had come.
Just as she reached a place with a signal, her phone suddenly shook, and she received a message.
"Hm?" After sending the recording to Jiang Xia, Haibara Ai exited the outbox and