Thinking of this, Kazami Yuuya calmed down again. "It's nothing. Suzuki Jirokichi just showed himself and even made a pre-battle declaration—for us, this should be a good thing. Those people are busy watching Kid and don't have time to bother with our investigation."
After a pause, Kazami Yuuya realized later that something seemed strange. "Come to think of it, Furuya-san, what exactly are we investigating?"
"..." Amuro Tooru looked wordlessly at this dull subordinate and couldn't help comparing him to Jiang Xia. They were both subordinates, so how could Jiang Xia handle everything after he hurriedly threw out a single sentence, while Kazami, who drew a proper salary, wouldn't move unless kicked?
Forget it, though. At least Kazami would do his best to complete anything he instructed him to do. Barely speaking, he was still usable.
Amuro Tooru sighed. Might as well since he was idle, he said patiently, "When you can't understand the details, you need to step outside the whole framework, look down from a higher dimension, and weave together every element and result that occurred.
"For example, Uzo targets me with a murder every few days, but The Organization doesn't seem to have punished him at all, and Uzo's behavior still hasn't been restrained—what does that tell you?"
Kazami Yuuya thought about it seriously, and his face went pale. "You're under suspicion, and The Organization wants to watch you die?"
"..." Amuro Tooru held back the impulse to slap the back of his head, blue veins throbbing at his temple. "If they really suspected I was an undercover agent, their methods wouldn't be this gentle—the problem isn't with me. It's with Uzo.
"Either he's a connected person so powerful that even Vermouth can't suppress him, or what he does seems arrogant, but in truth, he hasn't crossed